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

Fang Fan's eyes flickered, and at this moment, he guessed the psychology of everyone very closely.

That's about it.

Just as Fang Fan was thinking, there were bursts of fighting sounds in the distance.

"Come on! Come on!"

"Fight!"

"I'm afraid of you!"

"keep going!"

"Aren't you trying to find fault?"

"Hit! Hit! Hit!"

"Labor and management will not beat you to death today!"

...

The familiar violent voice reached Fang Fan's ears, and Fang Fan's eyes flickered.

"Fang Fan! It's your master!"

"This guy is over there!"

"Did this guy start a fight with someone?"

"This bastard, he doesn't stop anywhere!"

Wu Meiling, deputy head of the Guangming Academy, suddenly had a bright eye, and then her face turned red, and she said excitedly.

Everyone then rushed towards not far away, and immediately saw Tai Shujie fighting a protoss man.

It looked like he was having fun.

At present, Xue Wanren, the deputy head of Guangming Academy, stood there helplessly.

Seeing Fang Fan and others coming, Xue Wanren also walked over.

"Forehead……"

"Deputy Palace Master, what's the matter?"

"Why did my master fight with the protoss?"

"They don't understand the language..."

"Can this work?"

The corner of Fang Fan's mouth twitched, feeling extremely incredible.

"Ghost knows what this guy is thinking..."

"This guy said that the protoss chased you down before, so he wants to kill him to avenge you..."

"No, that's it..."

Xue Wanren pointed to the Protoss cultivator who was fighting Taishu Jie not far away.

Fang Fan glanced over, and it was indeed somewhat familiar.

"Tianlin City's second-class god general Kuide! Weak demigod realm! Strong combat power, he is a brave warrior!"

Cathy noticed Fang Fan's gaze, and immediately told the guy's corresponding identity and so on.

Fang Fan's eyes flickered slightly, his thoughts fluttered uncontrollably, and his facial expressions changed vividly.

"Weak demigod of the protoss?"

"Does my master have such fighting power now?"

"His previous epiphany actually increased his combat power by so much?"

As Fang Fan spoke, he couldn't help showing a look of astonishment on his face.

Being able to do this is already very strong!

One must know that the grand uncle Jie at this moment has not successfully survived the demigod thunder disaster in name.

Although he survived the demigod thunder tribulation, he disturbed the demigod thunder calamity, so it wasn't really over.

At that time, what he suddenly realized was the esoteric truths such as prisoner sky and thunderbolt.

When the demigod thunder calamity was brewing, he rushed directly to the thunder group and absorbed all the lightning power inside, so that these thunders had no chance to fall at all.

In this way, although he did not really survive the demigod thunder calamity, after the energy of the thunder and lightning was swallowed into his body by Taishu Jie, it tortured his body extremely well.

This is no ordinary thing.

Fang Fan's eyes flickered, his thoughts fluttered ahead, and his expression changed extremely quickly.

"he?"

"Ah!"

"Stay on your own!"

"It just depends on your physical fitness."

"This guy was abused by the weak demigod of the protoss on the opposite side for countless times."

"Normal people may have collapsed long ago."

"But this guy doesn't know what's going on, he's actually getting bigger and braver."

"But it is difficult to suppress the weak demigod of the protoss at the moment."

"After all, the weak demigods of the protoss are much stronger than our weak demigods..."

"Eh... Now Tai Shujie's combat power is indeed... indeed comparable to our normal weak demigods..."

"Even...even stronger."

Xue Wanren, deputy head of Guangming Academy, blinked, and then admitted helplessly.

"Forehead……"

"Deputy Palace Master, who is stronger now compared to you and my master?"

Fang Fan squinted his eyes, and immediately asked. He needed to know more details, so as to be able to standardize his combat power.

"Cough...cough cough cough..."

Xue Wanren coughed suddenly, as if surprised by this question.

"He... he wants to fight me, but... he's still far away!"

"This guy is just relying on blood and courage to fight!"

"Battle like this is too exhausting for my body!"

"Hmph! So what if I agree? My body has already collapsed!"

"Such a win is meaningless, meaningless at all!"

Xue Wanren shook his head, then stood aside and spoke confidently.

However, this confidence is only in words.

From Xue Wanren's words, Fang Fan also heard some lack of confidence.

"Looking at it this way, if my master goes all out to attack, Deputy Mansion Master Xue Wanren's weak demigod might not be able to handle it."

"So, I have added a strong weak demigod to my side."

"When the time comes to fight against this chaotic situation, I will be more confident."

Fang Fan's eyes flickered, his thoughts fluttered to the extreme.

At this time, the large troops of the light camp also followed.

The one who bears the brunt is naturally Ouyang Tu, the first-class saint in the light camp. This guy now leads all the practitioners in the light camp.

Without the Pope, it is naturally the world of the first-class saints.

In addition to Ouyangtu, the first-class saint who led the team this time was also named Yuan Jiuxiang.

But this Yuan Jiuxiang obviously doesn't like to manage things, so the power basically falls on Ouyangtu.

"call!"

"call!"

"call!"

As soon as Ouyang Tu saw Fang Fan, he immediately became angry, and his face gradually became sinister and dull.

Ever since he met Fang Fan, he felt that nothing was comfortable for him.

Any good thing can be disturbed!

In this heart, resentment has long been followed.

He tried to kill Fang Fan countless times, but failed again and again.

Gradually, he has completely become irritable!

The messy heart is now bursting out, and the sinister face is no longer concealed!

"kill!"

"Kill him for me!"

"Give it to me!"

Ouyangtu, the first-class saint in the Temple of the Light Alliance, took a deep breath, and his voice gradually became harsh.

"Saint Ouyang, what are you doing?"

"What's the situation now, don't you know?"

"The overall situation is the most important!"

"Do we still have to fight among ourselves? Do we still need to consume our own vitality?"

"Don't even look at what we have become now!"

"The Protoss and the people of the Dark Temple are watching!"

Yuan Jiuxiang, another first-class saint in the Temple of the Alliance of Light, couldn't help but frowned and said rather unhappily.

He didn't want to help Fang Fan, it was mainly out of his own personal purpose.

He, Yuan Jiuxiang, is a first-class saint in the Temple of the Light Alliance, but he is also the old Pavilion Master of Feiyu Pavilion.

He needs to ensure that the large group of the light camp can be stabilized, so that the Feiyu Pavilion practitioners behind him can obtain the greatest benefits!

Relying on a big tree, it can grow better.