Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

Falling down from the ninth floor of the sword tomb, everyone is watching!

At this moment, Fang Fan said that he was the idol in everyone's mind, and it was no exaggeration! Go to the ninth floor of Sword Tomb! Deprive the Supreme Excalibur! The holy sword is not in the eyes...

Countless quasi-sage holy swords can be selected at will...

Such a character! Wash the lead, invincible in the world!

Everyone's eyes focused, and there was a sense of shock...

"Big Fang Fan! It's Big Fang Fan! Big Fang Fan is down!"

"I'm going! It's amazing! The big boss Fang Fan is also holding a holy sword!"

"Haha, what do you think? Even went to the ninth floor of the sword tomb and got a holy long sword. Is it strange?"

"Great Klass! It's so strong!"

"Fang Fan is still a big man. It really doesn't work if you don't admire it!"

"Wipe! What's the situation with the little girl next to Fang Fan? Why is she holding three swords in her hand?"

"That little girl seems to have also come down from the ninth floor of the sword tomb...could it be...could it be that those are three holy swords?"

"Ahhhh...so jealous! So envious!"

"Aren't the magic swords in the hands of the tyrants above the four holy swords?"

"Yes, yes, one person alone holds four holy swords!"

"Tsk tusk tusk... Is this the posture of the strong? Very strong!"

"Look at the Heavenly Sword Palace, everyone..."

"There was a bet between the young master of the Heavenly Sword Palace and Fang Fan before Jianming, the competition is to get the quality of the divine sword..."

"It's definitely not comparable now... they also signed the contract of God, and the loser will be completely cold..."

"Hey...it's a pity..."

...

The scene seemed very shocking at one time!

Fang Fan fell from the sky, and his whole person was in a state of volley...

Waves of attention, waves of horror, waves of jealousy...

Jian Ming stood at the bottom of the sword grave, and his body began to tremble unnaturally...

Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!

These glory should be his! He should be the real protagonist!

Whoever snatches the position of glory with him will be punished! Sanctions thoroughly!

And now, the contract of God has been signed... What he will face is death! Jilin's death!

"No! I don't want this!"

"Before I die, I have to punish Fang Fan first!"

"The contract of God was signed between me and him... If I kill him, can this contract be annulled? It is terminated?"

"Yes! It must be so, I can live..."

Jian Ming thought in his heart, his body protruded directly, the eyes flickered, and the sound of inhalation seemed particularly real...

"All cultivators in the Heavenly Sword Palace! Kill Fang Fan with me!"

"Before Fang Fan landed in the sword grave, kill him!"

"Kill me!"

Jian Ming excitedly held the sword and rushed over, the absolute quasi-sage-level long sword in his hand emitted dazzling white light...

The sword life at this moment is already deeply trapped in this kind of killing atmosphere, he wants to use killing to completely end everything in front of him!

Even kill by killing!

This desire to kill has risen to its peak!

Only with his order, no cultivator around chose to respond...

One by one, they all chose silence! The lasting silence made the scene look strangely strange...

There are tens of thousands of cultivators displayed around the sword grave in the Tianjian Palace, but at this moment all of them have chosen to be silent...

Obviously, Jian Ming was isolated!

These cultivators in the Heavenly Sword Palace are not stupid, and don't want to die for this...