Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

"You now have the heavenly miracle star apprenticeship, and the deity helps you offset this oppressive force. Don't be too surprised."

Fang Fan smiled slightly and reminded from the side.

"So it's like this..."

Nie Yan nodded secretly, but the shock in his eyes was still very strong.

"Go on climbing!"

Fang Fan waved his hand, and then strode forward by himself, preparing to directly board the fifth floor of the sword grave.

...

At this moment, on the fifth floor of Jian Tomb, Jian Ming led dozens of Heavenly Sword Palace cultivators here.

"That Fang Fan hasn't come up yet!"

"Haha... must have been eliminated!"

"It's already a miracle that he can reach the fourth floor of the sword tomb. Is it possible to continue climbing? I can't help it!"

"And I still have the motivation to continue to sprint forward!"

"The Xeon Excalibur can only be mine! I am the heaviest king!"

"Anyone who dares to stop me must die!"

Jian Ming raised his head with a proud face. At this moment, he felt that countless people must be praising him, and he looked a little airy.

...

"Young Palace Master...Young Palace Master..."

Suddenly a hurried cry came, Jian Ming couldn't help frowning...

"What's the matter? How big is the matter, just yelling! Is there any measure?"

"I didn't tell you, don't panic when you encounter things, it is not a big deal!"

Jian Ming held his head up high, recklessly, and seemed very arrogant from beginning to end.

"Go ahead, what the **** is going on."

Jian Ming felt that he was pretending to be enough, and then said casually.

"Young Palace Master, see for yourself..."

The cultivator of the Heavenly Sword Palace had no choice but to spread his hands, and then pointed to the distance...

Jian Ming glanced at random, and then his eyes rounded instantly...

"how is this possible!"

"This is impossible!"

"This is the fifth floor of the Sword Tomb! With a four-star emperor-level sword pressure system... If it weren't for a cultivator who cultivated swords all the time, it would be impossible to resist this pressure..."

"In the Chentian Secret Realm, everyone is a one-star emperor realm..."

"Only the genius among the geniuses can enter here..."

"There are only seven or eight out of the nearly 100,000 elites of this kind of people in the third rank... Our Heavenly Sword Palace is a little bit more because of sword repair... But... but it's impossible to have so many!"

Jian Ming gritted his teeth and said, seeing Fang Fan swaying more than a hundred people around him, similar to what he had seen before on the fourth floor of Jian Tomb.

We must know that the total number of their four major and third-grade forces entering the fifth floor of the sword tomb is only sixty to seventy...

In addition to the Tianyu Chamber of Commerce, there are some scattered forces of cultivators, the total number is no more than 100...

Now the number of practitioners under Fang Fan's command has crushed them!

"What kind of pervert is this group!"

"Are they all Sword Masters? Sword God?"

Jian Ming took a breath, his complexion flushed, and his eyes gradually showed jealousy...

Too jealous!

This feeling... very uncomfortable! Very upset!

"This guy is really weird!"

In the direction of the Tianyu Chamber of Commerce, the cold version of Sikong Yuxin's eyes flashed with a cold light...

"I rely on the divine power bestowed by the true **** to withstand the oppressive force of these sword auras..."

"And that Fang Fan...what strength does he rely on?"

"The most important thing is... the guards under his command are not afraid at all..."

"It might be an accident for two people alone..."

"More than a hundred together...it's too weird..."