Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

"Fang Fan! You are scared! You must be scared, right?"

"I knew... I should have known, the gap between us is too big!"

"If you are scared, then you can say it out loud! I won't despise you, really!"

"After all, compared with the real sword repair, you have no advantage over the sword grave!"

"So you want to stay calm with silence?"

"It's useless...really...nothing at all!"

"Because of you, it is destined to be the one to be arbitrated!"

"Sad! It's sad!"

"I know how you feel, I can understand..."

"Well... you have to be a bit wasteful..."

The Master of the Heavenly Sword Palace's Sword Life is really proud.

Fang Fan ignored him, but he himself was very happy...

Fang Fan curled his lips, that's it? this one? Is your brain watt?

Fang Fan really didn't bother to take care of this stupid lack at first, but this stupid lack was too eloquent to say, oooooooo, Fang Fan really did not tire of it.

"Since you are so good, how about betting your life?"

"We each enter the sword mound, and the higher the level of the sword we get, the one who wins!"

"The loser, how about kneeling down in public?"

Fang Fan smiled slightly, his eyes revealing calmness.

While talking, the indifferent feeling on his face became stronger.

The arrogance on Jian Ming’s face, the young master of the Heavenly Sword Palace, gradually retracted, his eyes flashing with strange light...

This seems to be a bit different from what he has always expected...

He originally wanted to humiliate Fang Fan, but he didn't expect it to be a bet?

The one that failed, really dying?

This is terrible too!

"However, this young palace master cannot fail! I am the peerless arrogant talent of the Heavenly Sword Palace! By then, I will surely take those divine swords into my hands!"

"With my ability, it is absolutely no problem to find a Quasi-Holy Grade Excalibur!"

"If it's a coincidence, it may not be impossible to obtain a supreme quasi-sacred sword... As for the holy sword... the difficulty is indeed a bit harder!"

"But what counts Fang Fan? Can he compete with me? No... he can't!"

"Then can I take advantage of this opportunity to kill him all at once?"

"In this case, this nasty guy is really dead!"

"The opportunity... is here! I must seize it, don't... don't miss it!"

"This time I must be able to burst into the sky in one go! Definitely!"

"I want to defeat Fang Fan upright in front of everyone! I want everyone to see how strong I am!"

"Everything will be mine by then!"

Jian Ming thought to himself, as if he had seen that exciting situation!

Above the sword grave, Fang Fan was rubbed against the ground by him...

That kind of feeling is really graceful!

When I thought of this, Jian Ming felt trembling all over!

"Okay! Just gamble!"

"Whoever gets a high-quality sword will win!"

"The loser kneels in public to judge himself!"

"But you have to sign the contract of God in public!"

Jian Ming swallowed a mouthful of saliva. As he spoke, his body quivered unnaturally, his eyes flickered, and his body could not help but tremble slightly...

"Sign the contract of God?"

"you sure?"

Fang Fan couldn't help showing a strange look on his face...

If he remembers correctly, the so-called God’s contract is meaningless to him...

Because when the contract is established, it will always be a unilateral agreement, and he is the boss behind the scenes...