Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times (Doomsday Strongest Cards Supplier)

Madman looked surprised, feeling a little strange.

"If he dies, that Fang Fan will be even more unhindered in the Temple of the Alliance of Light."

"By that time, Fang Fan's growth rate will accelerate."

"This is not conducive to the interests of our Dark Temple."

"Let them fight on their own!"

"snort!"

"Even if this Ouyang disciple can't fight against that Fang Fan, he will definitely hinder him everywhere."

"That's enough."

Mo Tian, ​​the first-class saint in the Dark Temple, nodded, thinking to himself.

A whole new round of investment is clearly underway now.

It is estimated that he is really addicted to investment.

But whenever you see an opportunity, you don't want to miss it.

At this moment, the endless light in the eyes flickered, and the sound of breathing gradually became rapid.

Relatively speaking, this effect may be what you want.

Thoughts are flying, and consciousness is slowly becoming extremely clear!

The rhythm is surging and the thoughts are flying.

"You... hey! Why don't you learn a lesson?"

"What's the point of making such a fuss every day?"

"With this time and energy, it's better to go to practice."

Madman, the number one son of the Dark Temple, yawned, feeling bored.

Suddenly, his eyes suddenly turned to the distance, and there was a special kind of brilliance in the depths of his eyes.

"Fang Fan..."

"It's an opponent enough for me to take seriously."

"Although he may not even be in the Saint Venerable Realm now, it seems that his own combat power is still very weak."

"But I don't know why, but I always feel that he will definitely become the most difficult opponent in my life."

"Among the young generation, there are not many people who can be valued by my madman. His cultivation level is the lowest, but I value it the most!"

"I really look forward to a bloody battle in the arena in the future!"

Madman, the number one son of the Dark Temple, trembled and raised the corners of his mouth as he spoke.

The more you think about it, the more your mind expands, and everything goes without saying.

What I want is this effect.

...

Fang Fan and others quickly returned to Yuanshi God City.

As soon as he entered, he saw two figures galloping towards him in the distance.

"Vice Palace Master Xue!"

"Little friend Fang Fan!"

"Ha ha!"

"coincidence!"

"You guys are back too?"

"I remember that little friend Fang Fan went to the Protoss to show off his might?"

"Um?"

"Looking at Fang Fan like this, he should have won a big victory!"

"Oh, by the way, I felt like there was a strong spiritual fluctuation in the distance before. Is there someone fighting there?"

Cao Teng, the lord of Guangming God City, came forward to say hello.

While talking, he nodded frequently, and the smile on his face was vividly displayed!

No matter how Fang Fan looked at it, he felt that this guy was just a smiling tiger.

The essence of the smiling tiger is extraordinarily real.

"what's up?"

Fang Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense and went straight to the point.

Cao Teng must have his own purpose for coming here to greet him hypocritically.

This guy must have gone to see the battlefield just now and knew something about the situation at that time.

But now pretending to be ignorant and ignorant, this is really a superfluous thing.

"Fang Fan!"

"How did you talk to my dad?"

"My father is the Lord of the Bright God City!"

"Don't you want to hang out in the Temple of the Alliance of Light!"

"Looking for death!"

Cao Mansu, the young lord of Guangming God City, has always been unhappy with Fang Fan.

This time is no exception.

Obviously this guy has been taught by Fang Fan countless times, but this guy just doesn't know how to change.

On the contrary, they are running rampant on the road to death time and time again.

Sometimes I really don't know what is going on in this guy's mind.

It's a mess and I don't understand.

The rhythm also appeared extremely chaotic, and his consciousness was even more unclear.

It's nothing but bells and whistles.

"Shut up!"

"How many times have I told you that you must be respectful in front of little friend Fang Fan!"

"Little friend Fang Fan is the hero of our Temple of Light Alliance! It is the pride of everyone in our Light Alliance!"

"You idiot, dare to point and point at Fang Fan?"

"As long as Fang Fan speaks a word, I can kill you, a rebellious son!"

"Bastard! It's like you don't have a brain!"

"roll!"

Snapped!

Clap clap!

boom……

歘!

Cao Teng, the lord of Guangming God City, didn't know what the purpose was.

At this moment, catching his son Cao Man is like a fat beating.

A few words of abuse first, then a few slaps, and finally a few kicks.

A series of movements are as easy and natural as clouds and flowing water.

Just a glance over it, and my heart trembles inexplicably.

The rhythm seems a bit wrong, the consciousness is even a little bit unconscious, and the brain is buzzing, what can I say!

Nothing, the rhythm is chaotic to the extreme!

In the end, nothing can be said.

That's it.

Cao Man was muttering, wanting to yell something, but Cao Teng hit his mouth with a fist, knocking out all his teeth, and then his tongue was bleeding.

"woo woo woo woo!"

"Aww!"

Cao Man roared like a wild beast, but because his tongue was injured, he couldn't speak clearly.

A wave of operations is as fierce as a tiger.

Fang Fan was a little moved for a moment.

Good guy.

Are these really father and son?

Just look at the scene of the bloody battle just now, there are more or less personal grievances!

If it was a normal person, it wouldn't be like this.

The more I look at it, the more numb my scalp feels.

My mind is full of thoughts, my consciousness is messy, and I don’t need to say anything else, just stare at it like this,

The rhythm is messed up, the consciousness is even less clear, and it is nothing.

Totally messed up!

"I don't know if little friend Fang Fan is still satisfied?"

"If little friend Fang Fan is still not discouraged, I will chop this little beast with one knife."

"As long as Fang Fan can be stingy, Cao Teng is willing to do anything!"

Cao Teng, the lord of Guangming God City, suddenly became solemn. While talking at the moment, he immediately raised his head and chest, his eyes sparkling.

Fang Fan raised his eyebrows, and his consciousness gradually recovered at this moment.

Looking at Cao Teng like this, why does it feel like he is flattering him?

It's just because they had some grievances before, so Cao Teng can only show his sincerity by beating his son madly!

Is this a different kind of vote?

It seems that this is indeed the case.

Feeling bits, thoughts scrambled.

Now what Fang Fan needs to consider is whether he wants to accept this vote?

Fang Fan looked at Xue Wanren.

"Vice Palace Master, what do you think?"

Fang Fan kicked the ball directly to Xue Wanren.

It is obviously more appropriate for Xue Wanren to say hello to an old fox like Cao Teng.

Both guys are thousand-year-old foxes, so they don't want to continue playing Liaozhai anymore.

"Hey hey, Vice Palace Master Xue."

"I have always admired you very much!"

"There is no conflict between us. If there is, it is all caused by me, a rebellious son."

"I also hope that Vice Palace Master Xue will ignore the previous suspicions!"