Falling from the ninth floor of the sword tomb, everyone is watching!

At this moment, Fang Fan is not an exaggeration to say that he is an idol in everyone's mind! Climb to the ninth floor of the Sword Tomb in person! Take away the supreme sword! I don't even care about the holy sword...

Countless quasi-sacred holy swords to choose at random...

Such a person! Clean the lead, invincible in the world!

Everyone's eyes are focused, and there is a sense of shock...

"Big Boss Fang Fan! Big Boss Fang Fan! Big Boss Fang Fan is down!"

"I'm going! It's amazing! Fang Fan's hand is also a holy sword!"

"Hehe, what do you think? Even going to the ninth floor of the sword tomb, and getting a holy-level long sword, is it strange?"

"It's awesome Klass! It's so strong!"

"Boss Fang Fan is still boss Fang Fan, it's really not good if you don't admire it!"

"Crap! What's up with the little girl beside Fang Fan? Why is she holding three swords?"

"That little girl seems to have come down from the ninth floor of the sword tomb... Could it be possible... Could it be that those are three holy swords?"

"Ahhh... so jealous! So envious!"

"In addition to the divine swords in the hands of Fang Fan, aren't they four holy swords?"

"Yes, yes, one person owns four holy swords!"

"Tsk tsk tsk...Is this the attitude of a strong man? Very strong!"

"Everyone, take a look at Tianjian Palace..."

"Before Tianjian Palace's young palace master Jianming had a bet with Fang Fan, the competition was to get the quality of the divine sword..."

"It's definitely not comparable now... They also signed the contract of God, and the loser will be completely cold..."

"Oh... it's a pity..."

...

The scene was once very shocking!

Fang Fan fell from the sky, and the whole person was in a state of volleying...

Waves of attention, waves of horror, waves of jealousy...

Jianming stood at the bottom of the sword mound, and his body began to tremble unnaturally...

Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!

All these honors should be his! He should be the real protagonist!

Whoever robs him of the position of glory will be punished! Sanctions completely!

And now, the contract of God has been signed... He will face death! Silent death!

"No! I don't want this!"

"Before I die, I have to kill Fang Fan!"

"The contract of God was signed by me and him... If I kill him, can this contract be abolished? Is it terminated?"

"Yes! It must be so, I can still live..."

Jianming thought in his heart, his body protruded violently, his eyes flickered with light, and the sound of inhalation seemed particularly real...

"All practitioners in Tianjian Palace! Kill Fang Fan with me!"

"Before Fang Fan landed in the Sword Tomb, kill him!"

"Kill with me!"

Jianming excitedly rushed over with his sword, and the quasi-sacred long sword in his hand emitted streaks of dazzling white light...

At this moment, Jianming is already deeply immersed in this slaughter atmosphere, and he will use slaughter to completely end everything in front of him!

Even kill to kill!

This desire to kill has risen to its peak!

Just following his order, no cultivator around chose to respond...

One by one, they all chose to be silent! The prolonged silence made the scene seem strangely strange...

There are tens of thousands of practitioners displayed around the sword mound in Tianjian Palace, but at this moment, all of them have chosen to remain silent...

Obviously, Jianming was isolated!

These practitioners of Tianjian Palace are not stupid either, and they don't want to die for this...

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