Chapter 1214 noisy
Obviously, this is their limit!
Now that I've reached this limit, I can't hold it anymore, it's normal.
It is not easy to be able to resist the pressure of the three-star emperor-level with one-star emperor-level combat power.
"I didn't expect that my ten major legions, six heroes, Xiao Jinlong Ao Guang, Hell's Three-Headed Dog Roaring Sky, and even Yu Xiaoxiao would hold on..."
"They still have the ability to continue climbing!"
Fang Fan nodded secretly, feeling quite relieved.
Continue to climb towards the top of the Sword Tomb, the more precious the Divine Sword you get!
"Hahaha! You can't stand it anymore!"
"Fang Fan! I already said, don't fight with me!"
"Do you feel proud to be on the fourth floor of the Sword Tomb? Excited?"
"I tell you! The so-called fourth floor of the Sword Tomb is no pressure for me!"
"I can climb even higher!"
"This is my starting point, and it's your end!"
"Hahaha! Give it up! I already feel the holy sword calling me!"
"Fang Fan! You are finished! You are completely finished!"
"When I win the holy sword, you will kneel and commit suicide!"
"I don't think you should be so clean and decisive in committing suicide at this moment, rather than losing face at that time!"
Tianjian Palace's young palace master Jianming came with a group of Tianjian Palace practitioners, and his eyes were full of madness.
As a member of Tianjian Palace, there is a tacit understanding with the sword, which is the advantage of Jianming.
Relying on this advantage, at this moment, he has deduced the unruly to the extreme.
Snapped……
A loud slap sounded to stop the frantic barking.
"I've never seen such a lowly person!"
Fang Fan commented indifferently.
"In general, only the humble and weak will bark around like a mad dog..."
"Good dog out of the way, get out of the way!"
"It's really noisy!"
Fang Fan pouted, just like self-expression?
Chatter, chatter is not over yet?
Think this is fun? Don't you feel your scalp is tingling?
Jianming felt the pain on his face, and his face was instantly twisted...
He was beaten! Was beaten hard!
bastard! This bastard! Hit him again!
It's just... It's just that he didn't have time to stop it just now!
His speed...too fast too fast!
Fang Fan, who has comprehended the power of the nine laws, has not yet entered the realm of the emperor, but with the power of the nine laws, without relying on the laws of the pistol, he can also cause a full range of crit and damage!
There is absolutely no problem in hanging the one-star emperor realm!
"Kill! Kill him! Kill him for me!"
"Why are you all still in ink? Didn't you hear my order? I asked you to kill him! Kill Fang Fan to me!"
Jianming made a Hestian roar, and his face became extremely sinister!
"Young Palace Master, think again... We only have three hundred people in our hands..."
"The devil army opposite is still there..."
"We have to restrain..."
"If that devil army launches an attack, we may not be enough to shoot one round..."
A cultivator from Tianjian Palace hurriedly stepped forward and reminded him that the devil army he was talking about was naturally the law light machine gunner army under Fang Fan's command...
With a light machine gun in hand, who can withstand this?
Jianming's body trembled, his hands were clenched tightly, his nails were deep in the flesh and blood, and he didn't care at all when the bright blood came out.
One can imagine his anger at the moment...
