Chapter 1337: Ended

Jian Ming's absolute confidant was almost killed in the previous battles. The current Heavenly Sword Palace cultivators had chosen to serve and follow because of fear of the power of Jian Ming.
As for now, the death of Jian Ming is doomed...
Either kneel down and commit suicide, or be tortured to death by the power of God's punishment!
Even if the power of God's punishment did not succeed in destroying it, I am afraid that this life will be a useless person.
Now go up to fawn, there is really no need for this.
That being the case, why choose to work hard for the sword?
Why did you work so hard before? That's because I want to get something from Jian Ming...
For example, he fancyed his position as the Young Palace Master, and felt that he would surely be able to take over the position as the Palace Master of the Heavenly Sword Palace in the future, so that they would be able to adapt to the rising tide of the earth...
Or, if he thinks he is the Young Palace Master, if he does not obey the order, he may be targeted in the future...
All in all, it is all due to interest!
Now that the interests have been ended, what is the point of other things?
In the black and white time, only this blood is dazzling!
Jian Ming glanced back, the fierce look in his eyes and the color of killing completely overlapped...
All of this made him resentful!
Only killing can start a new life!
"You... all it!"
Jian Ming's eyes were full of blood, and the hatred in his heart was overwhelming!
But at this moment, even if you resent any more, what can you do?
The attack is coming...
Fang Fan looked towards Jian Ming, holding the Heaven Slashing Sword, swinging a sword lightly...
The combat power burst directly...
Sonorous...
"puff……"
The Heaven Slashing Sword in Fang Fan's hand collided with the Quasi-Holy Long Sword in Jianming's hand, making a harsh sound.
"You are really dying."
Fang Fan commented all the way indifferently, and then directly suppressed the Heaven Slashing Sword, ready to end it directly...
Jian Ming was shocked. When he chose the opponent Fan to launch an attack, he really didn't expect so much. Now that he calmed down, his whole person was instantly stunned...
He felt that death was slowly coming...everything in front of him gradually became unreal...
"Don't..."
"You can't kill me!"
"I am the Young Master of the Heavenly Sword Palace! My father is the Master of the Heavenly Sword Palace! He will not let you go!"
"Let me go, our grievances are wiped out..."
"No...no...I don't want to die...I really don't want to die...Don't kill me...Don't kill me..."
"Do you dare to touch my hair? Ten thousand cultivators in my Heavenly Sword Palace will kill you..."
"It's not just you, everyone around you will be buried for you... Your death will be completely determined..."
Click...
Sometimes things can be solved with one sword without so much nonsense.
A scarlet head fell from the air, and the corpse separated. This is the ultimate fate of the sword!
"According to the gambling agreement, you should kneel on your knees..."
"Tsk... I didn't expect it to be done by me in the end..."
"Heaven does evil, you can live, if you do evil, you can't live!"
Fang Fan said coldly, his eyes flickered...
Immediately stretched out his hand, holding the storage ring of the sword life and the quasi-sage long sword that supports the absolute top in his hand...
"Extremely quasi-sage-level long sword, at least a thousand star cores..."
"Inside this storage ring..."
"Only hundreds of billions of superb crystals? A star core is not worth... poor ghost!"
"There are quite a few healing cards and supply cards..."
Fang Fan curled his lips and murmured to himself.