Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

"I need to hibernate!"

"Need patience!"

"I have been slapped a few times now, I will return thousands of times in the future!"

"Huh... Fang Fan must die!"

"It has to be so that I am willing!"

"Anyway, the contract of the gods has been signed. As long as I can get a higher-level divine sword, I will definitely win!"

"The holy sword can't say it, but a high-level quasi holy sword can definitely..."

"My Heavenly Sword Palace has a lot of ways to draw swords..."

"I will use it all this time!"

"The Xeon Excalibur is mine! I want Fang Fan to kneel in front of everyone! I want to humiliate him severely! Humiliate him! Finally let him judge himself on the spot!"

"call……"

"If that's the case, how good it would be... how cool!"

Jian Ming just felt that his body was full of infinite power at this moment...

"Young Palace Master...Young Palace Master...Look...Look at it..."

Just as Jian Ming fell into yy, suddenly a cultivator from the Heavenly Sword Palace gestured excitedly...

Snapped……

Jian Ming slapped it pointlessly...

I'm worried that I can't find anyone to vent my negative emotions! I didn't expect this to come!

Fang Fan can't beat him, can't you still beat him?

"Fun, what's so shocking, the sky has fallen? The ground has fallen?"

"grass!"

Jian Ming turned his head... He had a disdainful face at first, but his body became stretched in an instant... The whole face was shaking tremblingly...

"No...impossible!"

"It's absolutely impossible!"

"This is not true..."

"How could more than one hundred of them have stepped into the sixth floor of the Jian Tomb at the same time!"

"Five-star emperor-level sword pressure...how on earth did they withstand it?"

"Could it be that they are all invincible sword repairers?"

"Where does this place my Heavenly Sword Palace?"

Jian Ming gritted his teeth fiercely, wisps of red blood flowed from his teeth, and a sense of jealousy was bursting in his eyes!

Even if he is a genius in sword repair, he wants to resist the five-star emperor's sword aura and cross the sixth floor of the sword grave, he needs to do his best...

He thinks that he is the kind of sword repair genius who has a rare year in ten thousand years! But now? Are the more than one hundred in front of me?

What weapons are these people holding? Knife? cross? stick? This is a blasphemy against the sword!

...

What Fang Fan and the others showed was a miracle

A miracle that shocked everyone!

"I'm not mistaken, right? That's...that's the boss of Fang Fan, right? The boss of Fang Fan...why is the boss of Fang Fan so good?"

"Not only Fang Fan is excellent, but the guards under Fang Fan are also excellent..."

"Hey...Sure enough, good people only play with good people..."

"How do I feel that Mr. Fang Fan is going to the sky? Mr. Fang Fan won't be on the ninth floor of the top of the sword grave?"

"The ninth floor of the Sword Tomb...all are all holy swords! Holy swords! All holy swords!"

"This one really can't be jealous, Fang Fan is too strong, we are too spicy..."

"The gap is so big!"

...

Everyone made voices of emotion, some were jealous, more envied...

Fang Fan did what they couldn't do, they yearned for it, it was too normal.

The third floor of Sword Tomb.

Zi Ling looked at Fang Fan on the sixth floor, with a smile on her face.

"He is still the focus of everyone, as always!"

...

The fourth floor of Sword Tomb.

"Husband, I wish you soaring to the nine heavens!"

Chen Tianshi muttered to himself, looking forward to it.