Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times (Doomsday Strongest Cards Supplier)

Seeing that Fang Fan really led the men and horses to rush up, Jian Ming's face couldn't help but change...

I'm just kidding, are you serious?

Now he is completely on the back of a tiger, and he is forced to pretend, what can he do now? Is it possible to choose to retreat? He has no such capital now! All I can do is keep pushing forward...

Even if the difficulties involved were extremely great, it made him feel powerless...

"The sixth floor of the sword tomb already has the oppressive force of the five-star emperor-level sword energy..."

"I can still come here thanks to the sword qi I have accumulated over the years..."

"But...but this is my limit..."

"Continue to climb forward...I...I'm not sure..."

"Humph! That Fang Fan must be pretending to be coercive, and he must not be able to climb to the seventh floor of the Sword Tomb, but in order to suppress me, in order to show his strength in front of me, he deliberately said this!"

"Yes, it must be like this! I didn't expect this Fang Fan to be so sinister and vicious!"

"I won't climb to the seventh floor of the sword tomb first, just watch him fail to climb up, and then lose face in front of everyone..."

"Hey hey... Then I'll see what face he has!"

Tianjian Palace's young palace master Jianming thought so in his heart, and a smile appeared on his face...

This feeling... very cool and real!

"Master of the Young Palace!"

Suddenly, a crackling sound came from Jianming's ear...

Jianming only felt that his eardrums were trembling, and he almost died on the spot!

"Grass!"

Jianming immediately turned his head and cursed, and then slapped him in the face...

"What the hell! I'm not dead yet! This...this...this is how this is possible!"

"He... what kind of magic trick did he use!"

Jianming's eyes were congested for a while, and a trace of blood gradually leaked from his eye sockets, almost killing him on the spot...

In front of his eyes, Fang Fan led a dozen people to climb to the seventh floor of the Sword Tomb!

At this moment, I am standing on the seventh floor of the Sword Tomb, overlooking the surrounding area!

The speed is so fast that he doesn't even have time to react!

"No...impossible!"

"not like this!"

"Sure...there must be something wrong..."

"Huhuhu...that's...that's the seventh floor of the sword tomb! With the oppressive power of the six-star emperor-level sword energy...for a cultivator who has never practiced swordsmanship, it is impossible to resist! "

"This is a huge difference from what I expected at the beginning..."

"Wrong! There must be something wrong!"

Jianming murmured to himself, his eye sockets were deep, and he was unable to complain...

...

Fang Fan led a dozen people to forcefully ascend to the seventh floor of the Sword Tomb, which naturally caused a great disturbance!

"Boss Fang Fan is still as strong as ever, and he is indeed my idol!"

"On the seventh floor of the sword tomb, there are all quasi-sacred swords of the highest grade! Huh! Just take one and it will be developed! It is worth at least one thousand trillion high-quality divine crystals!"

"A thousand star cores! Choose as you like! Huhuhu! I will feel so jealous for Mao several times..."

"Jealousy is the norm, and it would be abnormal if you weren't jealous!"

"But jealousy... what's the use? If you're really cool, you'd follow Fang Fan and run up there! Wouldn't that be great?"

"The key is that there is no such standard..."

"The fate of being hanged is too tragic..."

"Boss Fang Fan doesn't know if he can continue to climb up..."

"If it continues like this...that's really ruthless..."