A shock came, a crowd of melon eating people's faces gradually show envy and jealousy.

The high level of Jianzhong represents a higher level of magic sword!

At present, how many people can keep cool?

The only thing we can do is to wash them on the spot! Fight to the end! Is to try our best to get a higher level of magic sword!

But it is obvious that there are always various deviations between reality and dream.

Do not have enough power and capital, want to continue to charge forward, that is a dead end! There is no such possibility at all.

On the seventh floor of sword tomb Fang fan's eyes silently swept around. The most powerful sword life was still struggling to climb, like a mad devil.

However, the Sikong Yuxin of Tianyu chamber of Commerce climbed up at random, and seemed more casual from the beginning to the end

The speed is only behind Fang fan.

"Miss Sikong..."

Fang fan silently goes forward to say hello, because Sikong Yuxin has taken the initiative to greet him a lot. He throws a peach to send Li. Fang fan thinks that he should also express himself.

"Hum! Are you Fang fan? "

"Interesting Interesting... "

Sikong Yuxin licked his lips and looked at Fang fan with great interest. The expression on his face from the beginning to the end was extremely cold

Fang fan raised his eyebrows and felt something was wrong

It's too cold!

So much in a short time?

Fang fan frowned secretly. The former Sikong Yuxin was gentle and kind, and always liked to smile when talking

But in front of me, it's not too cold.

It's like someone owes her 1.8 million cores.

"You are not miss Sikong. Who are you?"

Fang fan narrowed his eyes, and his face showed a fierce color!

"Hum! Who said I am not Sikong Yuxin? I am

"You are a real God who spurned you, how dare you question the goddess!"

"Ridiculous! How ridiculous

Sikong Yuxin suddenly sneered and looked disdainful.

Fang fan's face suddenly changed

Goddess? Self styled goddess? Does she know something? God spits? How did she know?

Did she find some clues when the little golden dragon and the three hounds of hell crossed the emperor's disaster

"If so, there will be a lot of greasy food in it!"

"The identity of this goddess It's suspicious again! "

"Is there any connection between her and the so-called true God?"

"Or maybe she knows which God is targeting me?"

Fang fan narrowed his eyes and filled his heart with infinite curiosity

All along, the existence of the behind the scenes has made him extremely angry!

I tried to find it out again and again, but I ended up with nothing Not even one direction!

Because the dark hand behind the scenes is likely to be the true God at the end of the heavens!

"Ha ha ha ha ha!"

"I'm coming up!"

"I'm coming up!"

"I am a genius!"

"I am a genius of Tianjian palace! I am the most powerful genius in sword cultivation! "

" the seventh floor of sword tomb! What's the big deal! I can do it too! "

"Fang fan! Fang fan! Now Now it's time to compete! Come on! Go on

"Poof..."

"Hoo Hoo Hoo..."

Just as Fang fan was thinking about it, he heard a lot of Shouts. The young master of Tianjian palace climbed up with blood on his face, and there was a lot of blood all over his body

While talking, but also spit out blood, this appearance, appears extremely miserable!

Even if it's in this state, you still have to keep whining.