Chapter 1328: I am not a narcissist

"Why! Why! Why did God treat him so favorably!"
"I should be the Son of Destiny!"
"The holy sword is mine! It's all mine!"
"Ah!"
"puff……"
The Young Master of the Heavenly Sword Palace spit out a mouthful, his eyes were gradually congested, and his whole body trembled...
Anger, helplessness, and even Hestyrian despair...
These emotions silt up crazily in his mind, making him feel like he can't breathe.
Jian Ming weakly grasped this supreme quasi-sage long sword in his hand, and felt a sense of sarcasm inexplicably...
What is this quasi-sage-level long sword? Nothing!
For him, all of this should be completely ended!
According to the previous God's contract, if Fang Fan finally held a long sword with a higher level and quality than his long sword, he would have to kneel down to judge himself!
God's contract is up, and the true is staring at him!
Jian Ming's body trembled unnaturally. He was afraid, he was afraid of death, and he wanted to escape the punishment of death!
This life, he still wants to keep it!
...
Sword Tomb, the eighth floor.
Seeing these divine swords blocking the way, Fang Fan was stunned for a moment, then smiled arrogantly...
"It turns out that my charm is so great! Even these holy swords are worshipped!"
"Hey...excellent, it's not my fault..."
Fang Fan smiled slightly, and the smile on his face increased.
"The sword is coming!"
Fang Fan waved, the three holy swords did not move at all...
Fang Fan twitched the corners of his mouth, isn't it a slap in the face?
"The sword is coming!"
Fang Fan waved again, but the divine sword in front of him still didn't move...
"Brother Fan, do you want them to come over?"
Yun Xiaoxiao hugged Fang Fan's arm and asked in surprise.
Fang Fan was slightly embarrassed...
"Ah...Summon casually, I didn't expect these swords to understand human words..."
Fang Fan curled his lips, forcibly comforting himself.
"Brother Fan calls you, come here!"
At this moment, Yun Xiaoxiao suddenly babbled, and Fang Fan was surprised that something had happened! Those holy-level divine swords actually trembled and jumped over...
Faster and faster...
Then he tightly guarded Yun Xiaoxiao in the middle...
With three sacred swords as the core and a number of supreme quasi-sacred swords as the periphery, a protective formation with a sense of order is formed.
Fang Fan opened his mouth, this time he was really surprised...
This weird operation followed one wave after another, and he did not expect it!
"It turns out that these divine swords are after Xiaoxiao..."
"I just considered being passionate?"
Fang Fan only felt 10,000 grass mud horses galloping past in his mind...
Slap! Don't be too fast!
"Xiaoxiao, can you communicate with them?"
Fang Fan looked at Yun Xiaoxiao and asked directly.
"Yeah! These swords are cute and well-behaved!"
While talking, Yun Xiaoxiao stretched out his hand to stroke the holy sword in front of him, with a smile on his face.
Sonorous...
It seemed that he felt Yun Xiaoxiao's gentle movements, that the touched holy sword, jumped up and down with excitement, as if it had its own wisdom.
The holy sword is alive...
This holy sword has begun to give birth to its own intelligence...
Fang Fan murmured to himself, eyes flickering...
This feeling is too real!
Fang Fan looked towards Xiaoxiao, and a bold idea came to mind...