Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

"The fifth-tier swords are mostly of the mid-level quasi-sage level...which also incorporates a small amount of low-level quasi-sage swords and high-level quasi-sage-level..."

"But it still can't satisfy me..."

"There are only a few hundred swords on the fifth floor... Compared with the number of divine swords at the bottom of the sword mound, there is a huge difference..."

"The ninth floor of the sword mound... the eighth floor... there are still some holy swords, that is my goal!"

Fang Fan squinted his eyes, thinking to himself that there was a burst of light in his eyes...

If you think about it, this matter will gradually have a direction.

"Can you continue to fight?"

Fang Fan glanced around the surrounding area, and then he drank indifferently.

"Wish to fight with the Lord!"

"Wish to fight with the Lord!"

Ten legions, two favorites, six heroes, and Yun Xiaoxiao...

More than a hundred people were eloquent, but no one quit!

However, Fang Fan saw a look of struggling pain from the faces of the legionnaires. Obviously, they were already forcibly supporting!

"It's not just the Ten Legions... Including the Little Golden Dragon and Hell's Three-Headed Dogs are also approaching their limits. It is now on the fifth floor of the Sword Tomb... Based on this, the sixth floor of the Sword Tomb is their home..."

"Most of the sixth floor of the Sword Tomb is a high-level quasi-sacred sword... not too bad."

Fang Fan nodded to himself, then waved his hand...

Continue to climb higher towards the sword mound!

Seeing Fang Fan walking towards here, Jian Ming's eyes filled with resentment!

Jealousy... resentment, even madness!

"Fang Fan! I took down this grudge! I..."

Snapped……

This time before Jian Ming had finished speaking, Fang Fan's slap had passed.

It’s too noisy to be quiet for a while?

Talking too much nonsense makes him feel irritable...

This wave after wave made him very bored!

"Fang Fan, you die..."

Bang bang bang...

He opened his bow left and right, and slapped again.

"If you don't want to die now, just shut up, I don't want to listen to those nonsense, I'm afraid it will smear my ears..."

Fang Fan stretched his waist, his face was calm and casual.

It's really nonsense!

The Sword Life of the Young Master of the Heavenly Sword Palace has been completely peaked... He has been continuously beaten!

Ahhhhh! He is the young master of Heavenly Sword Palace! How could this **** be like this? He never looked at him!

Bastard!

Jian Ming is holding a long sword, and he is determined to directly kill Fang Fan...

"Young Palace Master...Young Palace Master...think twice...calm down!"

"Young Palace Master, they are many and powerful..."

"Young Palace Master, you will definitely die if you go up..."

"Young Palace Master, they have the Devil Army..."

Everyone rushed forward, stubbornly blocked in front, their bodies trembled unnaturally...

Become crazy because of fear!

What these cultivators in the Heavenly Sword Palace are thinking at the moment is...You can find death, but don't pull us! If those devil army spit out the tongue of the devil, all of them here will be ended!

Jian Ming was crushed in the dusty land by the cultivators in the Heavenly Sword Palace, and his body trembled crazily, but in the end there was no alternative...

Kissing the dirt on his face, his mania was gradually calmed down.

Yes, rushing forward now, what is his chance of winning?

These people in the Heavenly Sword Palace are too strong, too powerful, he can't resist, can't beat them, forcibly sprinting, it will only be a dead end!

At this moment, he must consider this issue in many ways, not because of fear, but because people who know the current affairs are brilliant!

This disaster... is coming quietly!