1322: C1322 A Monstrous Genius

C1322 A Monstrous Genius

Jian Ming's facial expression changed when he saw Faang Fann and his men rushing towards them.

I was just joking. Are you serious?

Now, he was riding a tiger and riding a tiger. He had already put on an act when he needed to. What could he do now? Could it be that he chose to retreat? He no longer had the capital to do so! The only thing he could do was to charge forward with indomitable will...

Even if the difficulty was extremely great, it gave him a sense of powerlessness...

"The sixth level of the Sword Tomb already has the pressure of a Five Star Emperor Sword Qi..."

"I can still come here by relying on the sword Qi I have accumulated over the years..."

"But... But this has also reached my limit..."

"Continue to climb... I... I am also not confident..."

"Hmph! That Faang Fann must be trying to show off. He definitely won't be able to reach the seventh level of the Sword Tomb, but in order to suppress me and show off his strength in front of me, he said that on purpose!"

"That's right, that must be it! I never thought that this Faang Fann would be so insidious and sinister! "

"I won't climb up to the seventh level of the Sword Tomb first, I'll just watch as he can't climb up, and then lose face in front of everyone..."

"Hehehe... I'll see what face he has left!"

Young Master of Heavenly Sword Palace and Jian Ming couldn't help but smile when they thought of this.

This feeling... It felt really good!

"Young Palace Master!"

Suddenly, Jian Ming heard a burst of explosive sound.

Jian Ming felt his eardrums tremble, and he almost died on the spot!

"F * ck!"

Jian Ming immediately turned his head and cursed. After that, he gave him a slap on the face.

"What the hell are you screaming for!? I'm not dead yet! This... this... How is this possible!"

" He... What kind of demonic technique did he use!?"

Jian Ming's eyes turned bloodshot, and traces of blood flowed out of his eye sockets, almost causing him to die on the spot.

In front of him, Faang Fann had led a dozen people to climb up to the seventh level of the Sword Tomb!

At this moment, he was standing on the seventh level of the Sword Tomb, looking down at the surroundings!

His speed was extremely fast, and he didn't even have time to react!

"No... Impossible!"

"It's not like that!"

"Definitely... Something must have happened..."

"Huhuhu... that's... That's the seventh level of the Sword Tomb! With the pressure of this Six Star Emperor sword qi, For a cultivator who has never practiced the sword before, there's no way he can resist it!"

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

"Wrong! Something must have gone wrong!"0

Jian Ming murmured. He muttered to himself. His eye sockets were sunken, and he could no longer complain.

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Faang Fann had led a dozen or so people to forcefully ascend the seventh level of the Sword Tomb, and this naturally caused a huge storm!

"Master Faang Fan is still as strong as ever, worthy of being my idol!"

"The seventh level of the Sword Tomb, all of them are at the peak of the quasi saint level! Hu! Any one of them will be rich! It's worth at least a trillion Divine Crystal of the Highest Quality! "

"A thousand Star Core! You can choose whatever you want! Huhuhu! Why do I feel so jealous..."

" Jealousy is the norm. It would be abnormal if I didn't feel jealous! "

"But jealousy... What's the use? If you are really awesome, you should follow Master Faang Fan and run! Isn't that great?"

"The key is that you don't have that level of skill..."

"The fate of being hung and beaten is too tragic..."

"I don't know if Master Faang Fan can continue to climb..."

"If he continues to be like this... then he will be truly heartless..."

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