The strongest card supplier of the god-level system in the apocalypse

Chapter 2365 This is my gold master
Bai Piao immediately provoked him, with an excited look on his face, those who didn't know thought he had been wronged so much.

Fang Fan didn't bother to say anything, so he rushed to the eighth floor...

"Go away!"

"Dare to catch my benefactor?"

"Who gave you the guts?"

Fang Fan's gaze was looking forward, and his eyes were full of murderous intent as he spoke!
You can see a few familiar people in front of you...

Zuoqiu stepping on the snow, the god son of the first-class Light Alliance Temple...

Tianlang Sword Sect's spirit sword power sword son Dugu Aojian...

……

The conflict between them and Fang Fan is the deepest, and they naturally want to make trouble the most at this moment.

"Fang Fan, you...you can be the king on the ninth floor, but can you control the affairs of the eighth floor?"

Zuoqiu Taxue, the god son of the first-ranked Light Alliance Temple, took a deep breath, and then stepped forward to speak with a displeased expression on his face.

He felt that he couldn't be cowardly!
If you are cowardly, you will really be slapped in the face!

Can this be tolerated?
"so what?"

"Are you planning to let go of my benefactor?"

"That's the meaning, is that the attitude?"

Fang Fan shrugged and said with a smile on his face.

"I……"

Zuoqiu Taxue, the god son of the first-class Temple of the Light Alliance, gritted his teeth bitterly, his eyes flickered with a different kind of expression, and the sense of anger in his heart at this moment was extraordinarily vivid...

After all, he was beaten up by Fang Fan before, and it hasn't been long, and there is still a psychological shadow...

"God Son Zuoqiu, don't be cowardly!"

"You are our spiritual leader!"

"We must clean up this Fang Fan!"

"When we were on the ninth floor, there were too many people around him, and it was difficult for us to attack him, but now there are not many people around him. If we rush forward..."

Dugu Aojian, a swordsman of the Tianlang Sword Sect's spirit sword faction, was talking, his eyes flickered with a different kind of light, and he immediately became excited at this moment.

He wants revenge!
He had wanted to kill Fang Fan a long time ago.

He won't let go of any chance...

But if you go directly by yourself, the risk factor is a bit high...

So there needs to be a Tie Hanhan to go up and test the water first.

Dugu Aojian, the sword son of the Tianlang Sword Sect's spirit sword force, thought this in his heart, and then nodded silently.

"Master Shenzi, how lofty your status is in our hearts!"

"Before, it was just because of Fang Fan's sneak attack that he was lucky enough to win a game!"

"You are the son of a great saint, can you be persuaded?"

"You have an unparalleled glorious status in our hearts..."

Dugu Aojian, the sword son of the Tianlang Sword Sect's spirit sword faction, spoke affectionately aside, the more he talked, the more excited he became.

Anyway, just say whatever sounds nice...

Zuoqiu Taxue, the god son of the first-class Light Alliance Temple, was a little vain at first, but now that he was so excited by Dugu Aojian... he was suddenly full of vitality!
This is afraid of a hammer!

Catch it and do it!
"Fang Fan!"

"Your Majesty!"

"I am telling you to kneel down! Did you hear that?"

"This son of God represents the gods of light!"

Zuoqiu Taxue, the god son of the first-class Temple of the Light Alliance, held his head high and his chest high, with a proud posture.

Fang Fan: "..."

Another idiot.

Fang Fan strode forward, and a big ear scraper slapped him...

Snapped……

After the resounding slap, Zuoqiu Taxue, the god son of the first-class Light Alliance Temple, fell directly to the side, and Fang Fan pulled the gold master Zhao Wei back by the way.

"Thank you...thank you, Fang Fan!"

"Boss Fang Fan, this is my [-] million star core, I...I want to go up, it's too dangerous down there!"

Zhao Wei took a deep breath and hurriedly followed suit.

(End of this chapter)