1111: C1111 Eight Ultimate Swords

C1111 Eight Ultimate Swords

He was slapped!

He had even been slapped twice!

At this moment, the melon-eating crowd had eaten their fill. But what about him? What they felt was a strong sense of shame!

He wanted revenge! He had to get revenge! Young Master of Heavenly Sword Palace and Jian Ming's eyes instantly turned blood red. As he spoke, his teeth were chattering crazily.

"Master Faang Fan is still the same as before. He is still as unscrupulous as ever!"

"Sigh... This is what I admire the most. No one is afraid of him. He will beat up everything! Not everyone has such confidence!"

"Oh... This is Young Master of Heavenly Sword Palace! The real Young Lord of Third-Grade Power... He can slap anyone he wants... What kind of existence can make Master Faang Fan feel slightly afraid?"

" This is going to offend all the major powers. What the f * ck? If this continues, I'm afraid that even with the protection of a Ten-Star Emperor Golden Dragon, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for much longer, right? "

"Hehe... Master Faang Fan is the son-in-law of Chentian Clan, isn't it too much to be arrogant?"

"Chentian Clan? Even the patriarch of the Chentian Clan had to be polite in front of the Young Palace Master of the Heavenly Sword Palace. Do you understand what I mean? "

"Indeed. The Heavenly Sword Palace specializes in sword skills. Among those of the same level, their combat strength is the strongest!"

"The Young Palace Master of the Heavenly Sword Palace was beaten up like this. I don't think this matter can be settled so easily..."

"A storm... is coming!"

"A bloody battle is already unavoidable!"

"Look! Those are the men from the Heavenly Sword Palace..."

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

A group of cultivator rushed over from afar. All of them were holding Longsword in their hands. They were wearing white robes, and a long and narrow Longsword was engraved on top of their white robes.

The leader of the group was a middle-aged sword cultivator.

"Let go of the Young Palace Master, or else, die!"

The middle-aged sword cultivator gave Faang Fann a cold glance, and then, in one breath, the sword energy condensed crazily!

"Dou Ke the Yellow Sword, one of the Eight Supreme Swords of Heavenly Sword Palace!"

"Damn! Heavenly Sword Palace's Eight Absolute Swords? What the f * ck is there to fight! It's said that the most spicy sword amongst the Eight Supreme Swords is a mid-level Quasi-Sage... It's said that the strongest one has already stepped into the Saint realm..."

"Hehe, it's not that exaggerated. The leader of the Eight Supreme Swords has always said that he wants to break through to the Saint realm during the life-and-death stage, but it's unknown whether he will succeed or not."

"Phew... Anyway, the Eight Supreme Swords are very powerful. That's right, although Dou Ke the Yellow Sword is the weakest of the Eight Absolute Sword in Heavenly Sword Palace, he still has the cultivation of an intermediate Quasi-Saint..."

" Furthermore... this is a mid-level Quasi-Sage sword cultivator! He also has the famous Eight Supreme Sword. I'm afraid his combat strength has already reached the level of an ordinary advanced Quasi-Sage! "

"Sigh... Faang Fann has provoked such a powerful expert. I'm afraid that he won't be able to escape this time!"

"What can I do... I can only say that he has provoked some people that he shouldn't have provoked!"

...

Everyone let out their own sighs.

In their point of view, Faang Fann's fate had already been decided!

"Oh? The old one came out again after beating the little one?"1

"Why is it always like this?"

Faang Fann stretched his body, but there was no sign of panic on his face.

He had the confidence to say so.

A mid-level Quasi-Sage, even if it was a mid-level Quasi-Sage whose combat strength was on par with a high-level Quasi-Sage, was not something that could not be dealt with!

If they were to really fight, the Blood Asura Legion would first use their army combat techniques to resist a wave of attacks, and then Faang Fann would be able to use his own trump card...

Faang Fann did not want to cause trouble, but he was never afraid of trouble!

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