Chapter 1230 I can choose the holy sword

This coveted holy-rank long sword is now placed in front of Fang Fan like a plaything, as if trying to ask Fang Fan to choose them...

The existence of the three holy-level long swords made those ordinary quasi-sacred-level long swords retreat toward the surrounding area, and the sound of swords sounded, which seemed quite rhythmic.

Listening carefully, this seems to be the whimpering sound from the Divine Sword...

These supreme quasi-holy swords are whimpering!

The reason is naturally very simple, because the three holy swords deprived them of all their opportunities! They also want to show a wave in front of Fang Fan...

Weird picture...let everyone's imagination...

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At this moment, it is not only Fang Fan who is shocked, but everyone in the sword grave!

"Damn it! The holy-level long sword shows hello! Is this the real strength of Fang Fan?"

"Hey... What does the young palace master of the Tianjian Palace, Jianming, compete with Fang Fan? The two are not on the same level at all..."

"That Tianjian Palace's young palace master Jianming tried his best to pick up a supreme quasi-sacred sword... He almost killed himself, but he didn't succeed, but when he arrived at Fang Fan's place, he was absolutely quasi-sacred. The Divine Sword is not qualified to show up at all! The holy sword slipped over and prayed for it..."

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

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

"Jealous? Hehe... What's the use of jealousy? Can jealousy make holy swords line up and deliver to your door?"

"This is the exclusive treatment of Fang Fan!"

"Well... we are so 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 some peerless geniuses!"

"Sure enough, the geniuses all play together... and we don't have any intersection..."

"Why didn't Mr. Fang Fan pick up... no... pick up the Divine Sword! That's a holy sword! When you pick it up, it's really developed!"

"Hey... I'm so anxious! If I miss this village, I won't have this shop!"

"Boss Fang Fan, quickly pick up the Divine Sword!"

"It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry for the eunuch... You are in a hurry, it is not that you are drawing the sword..."

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

"Do 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 it still a thing?"

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Comments flooded!

The excitement on the faces of everyone is like reality!

Stimulate! So exciting!

This kind of feeling makes the blood boil for a little bit, not to mention other things!

Jianming firmly held the quasi-sacred sword in his hand, and the excited smile on his face gradually froze...

He tried his best, worked hard, almost let himself die, and finally managed to stabilize a quasi-sacred long sword. He was ready to announce it directly on the spot and completely crush Fang Where!

But what about now? The quasi-sacred long sword in his hand is no longer fragrant!

Because the quasi-sacred sword is not qualified to be placed in front of Fang Fan!

Is this the difference?

This is a moat!