Chapter 1331: Choice Excalibur

Because he couldn't withstand the strong pressure of the seventh floor of Jian Tomb, Jian Ming simply rolled down from above.
After reaching the bottom, there were naturally countless Heavenly Sword Palace cultivators around.
However, although these Heavenly Sword Palace cultivators are respectful on the surface, their attitude has changed dramatically.
In other words, I don’t care much about sword fate...
After all, from their point of view, Jian Ming's life has been cold for the most part...
Now it's just forcing a life extension!
Offended Fang Fan, still want to live?
The key is that he still signed the contract of God deadly...
Can only be said to be bad luck!
"No...I can't die...I definitely can't die..."
"I want revenge... I still have a lot to do..."
Jian Ming clenched his teeth, killing intent was concentrated in his eyes, and endless resentment emerged in his heart...
These grievances are naturally to be vented on Fang Fan, after all, it was Fang Fan who gave him the current ending...
"Kneel on your knees? I can't do it!"
"The contract of God was what I had to sign at the time..."
"But...what if you violate the God's contract? It's not a dead end..."
Jian Ming thought secretly, his eyes flickered, he seemed to see a chance to survive!
It's better to die than to live... He still understands this truth.
If there is a chance to survive, why have to follow the path of death?
...
Sword Tomb, the eighth floor...
Sikong Yuxin silently held a saint-level divine sword in his hand, and looked at Fang Fan on the ninth floor of the sword tomb. A pair of indifferent eyes were filled with unfinished expressions...
"This Fang Fan and that little girl are weird..."
"Needless to say, Fang Fan can be personally targeted by the True God... It is conceivable that it must not be an ordinary person... It is even possible that other true Gods will be reincarnated!"
"If he could kill him, seize his divine position, and offer his godhead to the crown of the goddess, the goddess would be very happy..."
"As for that little girl... I always feel a sense of panic when I approach her, as if there is something terrible about her..."
"These people... are so strange!"
"But no matter what, the divine sword you eventually get will be mine..."
"Everything here will be mine!"
Sikong Yuxin's cold face showed greed...
...
Sword Tomb, the ninth floor.
"Brother Fan, which sword do you want, I will let it follow you!"
Yun Xiaoxiao lay on Fang Fan's shoulder, stroking the nine holy swords in front of him...
Yun Xiaoxiao's meaning is also very simple, that is, if Fang Fan wants, she can let any divine sword follow Fang Fan...
Fang Fan silently...
There are even five-star holy swords at the highest level of these divine swords in front of us! This is a five-star holy artifact! Priceless!
The average quasi holy artifact is worth a thousand star cores...
It is not a problem to sell tens of thousands of star cores for one-star saints...
As for the five-star sacred sword, the million-star core? Ten million star cores? It may not be impossible...
"I want that divine sword..."
Fang Fan looked at the one-star holy sword that didn't move, and a smile of relief appeared on his face.
It was really tangled before, but now it feels more comfortable after making up my mind.
"That sword?"
"Um... Brother Fan, then I can't help you, that sword is so lonely, I don't want to come and play with me..."
Yun Xiaoxiao said with a flat mouth.