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Chapter 1230 The Holy Excalibur I Choose

This long-cherished holy-rank long sword is placed in front of Fang Fan like a plaything at this moment, as if he is trying his best to ask Fang Fan to choose them...

The existence of the three holy-level long swords made those ordinary supreme quasi-holy-level long swords retreat towards the surroundings, and the sound of swords sounded, which seemed quite rhythmic.

Listen carefully, it seems to be the whimpering sound of Excalibur...

These supreme quasi-holy swords are whimpering!
The reason is naturally very simple, because the three holy swords have deprived them of all opportunities!They also want to show off in front of Fang Fan...

The weird picture...let everyone's imagination run wild...

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Not only Fang Fan was shocked at this moment, but everyone in the sword mound was also shocked!

"Damn it! The holy long sword is a good show! Is this the real strength of Fang Fan?"

"Hey... how does the young master of the Heavenly Sword Palace compete with Fang Fan with his sword life? The two are not on the same level at all..."

"The young master of the Heavenly Sword Palace, Jian Ming, is trying his best to draw a supreme quasi-holy sword... almost killed himself half to death, but he has not succeeded yet, but when he comes to Fang Fan, the supreme quasi-holy sword Excalibur is not qualified to show its face at all! The holy sword slipped over by itself and begged to be drawn..."

"Are you sure this is called selection? This is simply delivered to your door, okay? It's effortless!"

"Fuck! Is the gap between people that big? I'm so jealous! I'm so jealous!"

"Jealous? Hehe... What's the use of jealousy? Jealousy can make the holy long sword lined up and delivered to your door?"

"This is the exclusive treatment of Fang Fan!"

"Well... we are too miserable..."

"And the little girl on Fang Fan's back... I didn't expect to be able to climb the eighth floor of the Sword Tomb..."

"Boss Fang Fan is surrounded by peerless geniuses!"

"Sure enough, the geniuses are all playing together... and we have nothing to do with each other..."

"Master Fang Fan, why don't you pick up...no...it's to pick up the Excalibur! That's a holy sword! Pick it up, and it will really develop!"

"Hiss... I'm so anxious! If you miss this village, you won't have this store!"

"Boss Fang Fan, quickly pick up the Excalibur!"

"It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuchs are in a hurry...you are so anxious, it's not that you are drawing the divine sword..."

"I think Mr. Fang Fan may have deeper considerations. Maybe he thinks that the three holy swords are not very good? Do you want to get better ones?"

"You mean that Fang Fan will continue to challenge the ninth floor of the Sword Tomb? The difficulty has increased several times! How is this possible..."

"It seems impossible to you, but in the eyes of Fang Fan, is this still a thing?"

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Comments are raging!

The excitement on everyone's faces is as real as it is!

Stimulate!So fucking exciting!
This kind of feeling makes the blood boil a little bit, let alone other things!

Jian Ming tightly held the supreme quasi-holy long sword in his hand, the excited smile on his face gradually froze...

He tried his best, exhausted all kinds of hardships, almost let himself die, and finally managed to stabilize a supreme quasi-holy long sword. He was ready to announce it directly on the spot, crushing Fang thoroughly. Fantastic!

But now?The supreme quasi-holy long sword in his hand is no longer fragrant!
Because the supreme quasi-holy sword is not qualified to be placed in front of Fang Fan!

Is this the difference?

This is the moat!

(End of this chapter)