Chapter 1,271 It’s Time to Settle Our Accounts
stunned.
Everyone was shocked!
How did he do that? !
Those are a group of beautiful spiders!
Surrounded by so many beautiful spiders, even a second-turn little saint would probably feel resentful, but the little cook actually fought his way out!
One knife down.
One by one, the beautiful spiders were cut in half under the sword's energy.
Only the beautiful Spider King, who devoured the strong man from Yiren Valley, was seriously injured and escaped.
What happened just now?
Everyone seemed a little confused. It was obviously a fatal situation. Why did the little cook break the situation so easily?
besides……
What is Nicholas Shuailong?
Who picked such a retarded name?
The blond Bu Fang killed almost all the beauty spiders with one blow.
He stood there with his blond hair flying, hands on his hips, and a faint smile.
That look made everyone who was in shock come back to their senses, with a strange look on their faces.
Is this still the expressionless and indifferent little cook they know?
What about facial paralysis?
Your mouth is almost crooked when you smile.
It felt like their understanding of Bu Fang was completely shattered.
At this time, many people also concluded that as long as Bu Fang's hair changes color, the little cook's personality will also change.
He has black hair, facial paralysis, indifference, and does not like to talk.
White-haired Bu Fang, arrogant, cold and murderous.
The blond Bu Fang... is a narcissistic funny guy, the same kind of brainless funny guy. Nicholas Shuailong... his taste has become poor.
The corpses on the ground exuded a strong aura of death, making the entire area shrouded in an evil aura.
Buzz…
The blond Bu Fang's hair slowly transformed.
His laughter suddenly stopped, and then he showed a dejected look.
"Why not let this dragon's magnificence stay in this world for a little longer..."
The words fell.
All the blond hair turned black.
The whole person's temperament also became colder.
Bu Fang let out a gentle breath.
He raised his hand and rubbed his stiff face.
The golden dragon is always laughing so funny, and the muscles on his face are not used to it...
His mental strength had recovered a lot, and Bu Fang felt a powerful aura slowly spreading on his body.
Buzz…
In the eyes of the strong men in Longtian Realm.
Bu Fang's aura suddenly entered the realm of Little Saint from the Half-Step Saint Realm, and stabilized.
Bu Fang clasped his hands behind his back and glanced at the corpses in the audience, his brows suddenly furrowed.
His mind moved.
The wings of the strong man from the Winged Man Valley were immediately thrown to the ground by him.
This ingredient...he doesn't like it.
After all, he is a human being. Although the strong man in the Winged Man Valley is said to be a birdman, he is still a human being. If these wings were made into vegetables, Bu Fang would not be able to eat them.
"Are you still going to move forward? You are seriously injured now. If you continue to move forward, it will be difficult to survive."
Bu Fang glanced at the powerful man from Longtian Realm and said.
The strong man from the Dragon Heaven Realm took a deep look at Bu Fang.
He stood up, clutching his chest.
The hand shook.
Suddenly a white jade plate appeared in his hand.
He handed the jade plate to Bu Fang and said: "This jade plate will be handed over to you. Thank you for your life-saving grace... I will abstain from this competition. I hope you can make it to the end."
Bu Fang looked at the strong man from the Dragon Heaven Realm expressionlessly and nodded.
He took the jade plate.
This jade plate was also white and was not the same pair as his, so it was of little use to Bu Fang.
But better than nothing.
Put away the jade plate.
The strong man from the Dragon Heaven Realm took a deep look at Bu Fang. The latter glanced at the corpses all around and let out a deep breath of anger that was suppressed in his heart.
It suddenly shot out and disappeared into the dense forest.
The strong men from Longtian Realm left.
Bu Fang clasped his hands behind his back and paced slowly on the ground for a while.
The dragon spirit fruit was picked and transplanted into the pastoral world.
"This snake-like spirit beast is like a treasure. It can be transplanted and used as a snack for Xiaohua in the future."
Bu Fang thought in his mind.
After everything was cleared up, Bu Fang's figure moved.
An explosive force suddenly erupted, and Bu Fang's body shot out like a thunderbolt.
The power of the physical body is more than ten times stronger than when he was a semi-saint.
Although the ninth-level thunder tribulation is fatal, there is no doubt that the benefits will come after surviving it.
If Bu Fang now meets a strong man from the Vajra Realm again, he can fight him head-on even without using the Yin-Yang Taotie Arm.
His power had grown so much.
Of course, the growth rate of zhenqi in the body is also very terrifying.
"Now we can move on... The goal now is to advance to the finals, get the Heart of the Holy Puppet, and repair Xiaobai."
Bu Fang thought in his mind.
After that, the figure disappeared into the dense forest.
…
The end of the jungle.
Boom boom boom! !
A series of roars resounded.
Four monks with golden light blooming all over their bodies and wearing bright red cassocks flew out and fell to the ground.
Behind them were three winged men flying high, and four abyss strongmen wrapped in bloody robes.
The legal monk's face was extremely cold, with his hands clasped together, he stared at the strong men from the Winged Man Valley and the strong men from the Abyss.
"Amitabha, Yiren Valley, you colluded with the murderous demon of the Abyss to kill the strong men of my Xijing Small Buddhist Realm. I will not easily forgive such a grudge..."
The face of the monk was extremely cold.
Their Xijing Small Buddhist Realm was also a first-class small world, but it actually fell into the trap set by the Abyss and Yiren Valley strong men.
If it weren't for a junior brother who used his life to block the attacks of the two small worlds.
The strong men of their Xijing Small Buddhist Realm might really have all perished.
Such a grudge cannot be easily forgotten.
The strong man of Yiren Valley spread his wings and smiled gently.
"It's worthy of being the Xijing Small Buddhist Realm. It didn't kill you like this... What a pity."
The strong man of the Abyss grabbed a blood-colored spear with one hand and grinned.
"It's useless... You have all been poisoned by my Abyss. Now your strength can't be exerted to the seventh level... Give up."
Rumble!
The monk of the law had a gloomy face.
Behind them was the rushing blood-colored Yellow Spring River.
They had been forced to retreat.
They knew that this semi-final was very dangerous, but they didn't expect it to be so dangerous.
Hualala...
In the dense forest.
Another sound of breaking through the air resounded.
Several figures flew out.
The strong man of the Hell Squad landed on the open ground, looking at the strong men of the Winged Man Valley and the Abyss in the distance with a cold face.
The Hell Squad also joined forces with a first-class small world, which is a vassal world of Hell.
They had a good relationship with Hell, so they followed Hell.
The Hell Squad was also the only team that had collected the White Jade Plate and the Black Jade Plate.
For this kind of vendetta, the Hell Squad naturally avoided it as far as possible.
They didn't want to be involved in this battle.
Boom!!!
The battle between the Western Jing Small Buddha Realm, the Winged Man Valley and the Abyss broke out instantly.
The terrifying atmosphere filled the surroundings all of a sudden.
The Yellow Spring River suddenly exploded, and the waves rushed to the sky!
The ground seemed to be cracked.
The blood of the abyss strongman rushed to the sky, and the spear was thrown out, as if there was a blood-colored lightning across the sky, which was about to tear the sky apart.
The strong man of Yiren Valley held a silver cross sword in front of him, with his golden hair fluttering.
His face showed a holy glow.
The cross sword suddenly slashed down.
The strong men of the Western Sutra Small Buddha Realm were all resisting the poison in their bodies and resisting bravely.
Om...
Buddhist music and Sanskrit chanting, the monk Fawu sat cross-legged.
A Buddha lying on his side suddenly appeared behind him. The Buddha picked up a flower and pointed at it, rushing towards the spear and the cross holy light sword.
There was a loud bang! !
The Buddha trembled and his arm broke!
The spear trembled and dissipated.
Although the cross holy light sword was much dimmer, its power was not reduced, and it slashed directly towards the monk Fawu.
With one sword slash, the Buddha's head was chopped off!
Puff!
The four monks from the Western Sutra Small Buddhist World vomited blood, flew out backwards, fell to the bottom, coughed up blood, and breathed weakly.
They were all a little desperate...
They were poisoned, and they could not stop the combination of Yi Ren Valley and the Abyss.
"You evil beasts!"
The monk Fawu's eyes were bloodshot, and he no longer had the joy he had when he ate delicious food in front of Bu Fang's stall.
This scene was transmitted to various small worlds through the projection array.
Many small worlds were silent.
The Western Sutra Small Buddhist World was even more furious, and the Buddhist chants resounded continuously, and the sound of Buddhist chants was deafening.
But they couldn't intervene.
After all, this competition was the law of the jungle.
"Dead bald donkey! Aren't you compassionate? You saved so many people in the small worlds... Now guess who will come to save you?"
The strong man of the abyss had a cold look.
The four abyss strongmen grabbed the blood-colored spears at the same time and threw them out at the same time.
Four spears broke through the air.
The monk Fawu was furious and roared.
Buddha light burst out.
A vague Buddha emerged and pushed out a palm to resist this move.
But it shattered instantly!
Puff Puff!!
The two monks beside the monk Fawu were directly pierced by the blood-colored spear and nailed to the ground.
The residual soul flew out and drilled into the blood-colored spear.
The young monk Fashang was weak and tightly grasped the monk Fawu's arm...
"I'm afraid I'll have to see my Buddha this time."
Fawu smiled bitterly...
It's all their fault that they are not experienced in the world. They saved a strong man from a small world, but they didn't expect it to be a trap. Instead, they were poisoned by the strong man.
Otherwise, even if the Winged Valley and the Abyss joined forces, he Fawu would not be afraid!
He coughed up blood, and black blood immediately flowed out.
"What a pity... I didn't get to eat Boss Bu's teppanyaki again before I died. What a pity."
The monk Fawu had a dark aura on his face, but he showed a look of pity.
"You're still thinking about eating meat before you die. You're really not qualified as a monk!" The abyss strongman condensed a spear in his hand again.
He stared at the monk Fawu.
The next moment, he threw out the spear and shot it towards the bald heads of Fawu and Fashang.
Killing intent rolled.
The strong man of hell narrowed his eyes.
Are the strong men of the Western Sutra Small Buddha Realm going to be wiped out like this...
It's a bit regrettable, after all, the players of the Western Sutra Small Buddha Realm are all top-notch strong men.
Fawu and Fashang also showed a helpless look.
Fawu hugged the monk Fashang and patted his back gently.
"Don't be afraid, with my brother here, we are just going to see the Buddha and chat with him, it won't hurt..." Fawu said with a smile.
Suddenly.
Just when the blood-colored spear was about to burst out at the monks Fawu and Fashang.
A rustling sound resounded in the dense forest.
The next moment.
A black shadow suddenly flew over.
Dangdangdang...
A black pot burst out to the extreme, constantly rotating, blocking the front of Fawu and Fashang.
The spear burst out on the black pot, but it couldn't break the black pot.
Everyone's eyes suddenly shrank.
The eyes of the strong man in the abyss condensed.
The strong man in the Winged Valley also narrowed his eyes and turned his head to look into the depths of the dense forest.
The strong men in Hell were all shocked, who was it?
The monk Fawu also opened his eyes, looking at the black pot in front of them in a daze. The familiar black pot made him dazed.
Hua La La...
A gust of wind blew past.
It rolled up the fallen leaves on the ground.
In the depths of the dense forest.
A figure walked out slowly.
The red and white sparrow feather robe swayed in the wind.
The slender and thin figure walked out slowly.
One hand behind his back, the other holding a teapot, pouring tea into his mouth expressionlessly.
After walking out of the dense forest, Bu Fang's eyes immediately squinted at the Abyss and Wingman Valley masters in the distance.
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
"Well...I finally found you."
"Birdman Valley and Abyss...It's time to settle our accounts."
Bu Fang swallowed the tea, licked his lips with his tongue, and said lightly with an expressionless face.
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