Chapter 1300: The Sword Pot Comes Out, Feel the Madness!

Black Temple, good at assassination.

Once upon a time, the most impressive achievement was the assassination of Tenzo, the old king of hell.

At the beginning, Tianzang led his army to attack Hades, and fought against the great saints of the nine tribes of Hades outside the starry sky.

Pluto Tianzang, who was so powerful, was attacked and seriously injured by the powerful men of the Black Palace.

Then he was beaten by the great saints of the nine tribes of Hell, and ended up dead.

That battle completely spread the reputation of the Black Palace throughout hell and underworld, and because of this battle, the forbidden area completely entered the sight of the powerful.

The previously forbidden area was extremely low-key.

Some people don't even know that there are taboos comparable to those of the Great Sage in the forbidden area.

Until the Black Palace took action and attacked and killed the old Hades.

Only then did the secret of the forbidden area become known to everyone.

Why do forbidden areas exist?

Why did it become a forbidden area? Who is the strong person in the forbidden area?

These are all unsolved mysteries...

But this time, the strong men in the Black Palace took action.

He was about to complete a perfect assassination.

They have almost blind confidence in their assassination methods.

And the target of his assassination this time is not the powerful Great Sage, nor the famous Dzogchen Little Sage...

He is just a cook who can reach the level of a little saint.

A little saint...

In the eyes of this powerful man from the Black Palace, there is no difference between him and an ant.

However, out of the integrity of an assassin, the Black Palace assassin still carefully planned to carry out a perfect assassination.

The enemy must be...obliterated without even realizing it.

Black smoke is lingering, in the black smoke.

It revealed a face.

The face was looming, with an extremely terrifying aura.

Buzz…

A dagger as thin as a cicada's wings fell into his hand.

Slowly approaching, slowly approaching...

The cook's breathing was calm and he was completely unaware of his approach...

Die, die happily.

The strong man in the Black Palace twitched the corner of his mouth slightly.

The cook's white neck kept magnifying in his field of vision.

The dagger, as thin as a cicada's wing, was almost hanging on the man's neck... and it only tore through slightly.

That is to say, this cook can... have his body and head in a different place.

And he will be able to complete the tasks assigned by the adults.

one two three……

The Black Palace Killer was secretly calculating the time to draw the dagger.

When he counted to three.

Suddenly, the killer of the Black Palace was stunned.

Because, opposite him, the cook who had his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes.

She looked at him calmly and peacefully, and her eyes collided with his...

For a moment, the air was filled with awkward charm.

The killer of the Black Palace also became sharp-eyed at this moment.

"die!!"

Buzz…

The dagger, as thin as a cicada's wing, seemed to tremble like a cicada's wing, and the next moment, it suddenly tore through Bu Fang's neck.

It seemed like he wanted to cut off Bu Fang's head.

At this moment, Bu Fang felt a terrifying killing intent.

This murderous intention made Bu Fang's originally groggy sleep suddenly disappear.

The invincibility of Que Yupao suddenly bloomed at this moment.

Blocked this fatal blow.

have to say.

This killer is truly amazing.

The yielding party almost didn't react.

"Who are you?"

Bu Fang frowned and asked coldly.

A bird crows.

Que Yupao's invincibility, after resisting that move, suddenly collapsed.

But at this moment, Bu Fang moved.

The bandage in his arm suddenly fell apart.

A beast roar resounded, and the yin and yang energy lingered on the fist, carrying terrifying energy and aura.

A punch came out suddenly.

The killer seemed not to have expected that he would miss...

The dagger sliced ​​across, but did not cut off the guy's head.

"How can this be?"

He planned everything!

With the cultivation level of a little saint,

How can you resist his move?

However, he has not yet been able to recover from his mistake.

Bu Fang just punched out.

The cook seemed to know that he would be safe and sound. When his dagger was on his neck, a punch almost hit him in the face.

So hard?

The killer took a deep breath.

boom! ! !

Avoid it.

Bu Fang's Taotie arm hit the killer's face hard.

The two qi of yin and yang circulated, and an extremely powerful aura burst out.

boom!

There was a loud bang.

The figure was blasted out of the room by the huge force, blasting a hole in the wall of the room.

The bird feather robe on Bu Fang's body turned into crimson in an instant.

His face was extremely cold.

Galloping out.

The flame wings behind him flashed and he rushed out.

"You actually blocked my perfect assassination?!"

An incredible sound resounded in the void...

Bu Fang was suspended in the void, his hair flowing, and he looked coldly at the assassin suspended in the void.

"Who are you? Assassinating me? Are you sent by Hades?"

Bu Fang said coldly.

The other party's assassination method really made Bu Fang break into a cold sweat.

If he hadn't been invincible with his bird feather robe, he might have been beheaded.

"Hell? No..."

"It doesn't matter where you're from...you piss me off."

Bu Fang Road.

The mind moved.

The sleepy little fox was taken out of the pastoral world by Bu Fang and held in his arms.

Bu Fang rubbed the little fox's head.

Then he pointed at the assassin in the distance and patted the little fox's head.

The little fox's eyes suddenly lit up.

The two tails on its buttocks swayed.

The fox opened its mouth.

The golden light continued to condense in his mouth...

"Ah... Dada Dada Dada..."

The next moment, a surging sound exploded.

One by one, the golden energy balls rushed out at a high speed and rushed towards the assassin.

Boom boom boom! ! !

The assassin's figure kept moving in the void.

Dodging at a high speed.

"You can dodge my first wave of assassinations... It really surprised me, but... This doesn't mean you don't have to die!"

The assassin said coldly.

He is a nine-turn little saint.

Killing a first-turn little saint is not easy.

What he had to do now was to kill the cook before the Great Saint of the Underworld or the Little Saint of the Nine Transformations arrived.

This was the most urgent matter.

Buzz...

The figure suddenly disappeared in the air.

The next moment, it approached Bu Fang's side.

However, in response to him, the fox opened its mouth and spurted out a large ball of fire.

Boom boom boom!

Energy balls exploded around his body.

The black energy shield was stretched open to block these energy balls.

The assassin was also a little confused. He found that he seemed to be unable to get close to the cook.

The figure moved, and the strange body skills suddenly broke out. The figure kept drilling in the air like a loach.

...

The battle in the void instantly attracted the attention of many people.

Tianxiang Pavilion, a group of people who were discussing how to deal with Bu Fang tomorrow, were all startled and looked at the sky outside.

"Someone dared to fight in Shengkui City?"

Several people looked at each other and burst out one after another.

Rushed out of Tianxiang Pavilion.

In the sky in the distance, they clearly captured the scene of the battle.

A young man, wearing a red chef's robe, holding a fox, kept firing.

And around the young man, there was a black shadow, moving with mysterious body skills.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss!"

"Is that a Nine-turn Little Saint?"

"The boy holding the fox seems to be the fairy chef?"

...

Lu Yu and others saw Bu Fang's face clearly, took a deep breath, and said in disbelief.

After Shengkui City, Bu Fang actually fought with a Nine-turn Little Saint?

"That Nine-turn Little Saint... has a strange aura? I have never sensed it... and his body skills are very amazing!"

Zhang Qiubai commented.

However, they looked at Bu Fang, who was holding a fox and forcing the Nine-turn Little Saint to move constantly, and they also felt a little bit of pain...

This chef in the fairy chef world... has such a method?

Not just them.

This battle naturally attracted the attention of many people in the inn.

Also, the attention of the lively people flowing under the inn...

The assassin of the Black Palace was a little anxious.

The firepower of the fox made it difficult for him to get close to Bu Fang.

The people of the Black Palace are good at assassination. If it is a face-to-face confrontation, they are still much weaker.

"If this goes on, it will attract the attention of the city guards of the Holy Puppet City and the Great Sage of the Netherworld..."

The strong man of the Black Palace pondered.

The next moment.

The figure suddenly tore through the void and escaped into it.

"Hmm?"

"This method...is a bit like the fighting skills of the Shadow Demon lineage?"

"No...it is more sophisticated than the fighting skills of the Shadow Demon lineage..."

Zhang Qiubai and others discussed.

The strong man of the Black Palace escaped into the void.

Bu Fang frowned immediately.

Because his mind lost the sense of the Black Palace assassin.

Suddenly.

The void behind him was torn apart.

A dagger as thin as a cicada's wing tore towards his neck.

The sharp edge of the dagger gave Bu Fang goose bumps all over his body.

The mysterious way of attacking made Bu Fang more alert...

Also, Bu Fang raised his head and looked into the distance.

This kind of battle has not attracted the attention of the city guards or the Great Sage of the Underworld.

Is this a deliberate release, wanting the killer to kill him?

Bu Fang immediately guessed the idea of ​​the strong man of the Underworld.

His eyes became more indifferent, and the corners of his mouth curled.

The strong man of the Black Palace who escaped into the void, as if he had merged with the void, also thought of this situation.

Logically, they should have attracted the attention of the Great Sage of the Underworld as soon as they made a move.

But after so long, no strong man of the Underworld came to deal with it...

"Are you letting yourself kill this cook?"

"It seems that this cook has offended the Great Sage of the Underworld..."

The killer of the Black Palace was ecstatic, and he didn't expect that the strong man of the Underworld would help him like this.

This cook is just a first-level minor saint. At most, he has more tricks. It takes some time to kill him. Now that we have time, this cook... will definitely die!

Buzz...

The void was torn apart again.

A dagger suddenly appeared from behind Bu Fang's head and pierced through his head.

In the distant void.

The Nine-turn Little Saint of the Netherworld was suspended in the void, sneering at Bu Fang, who was shining in the arena today.

Above his head, the Great Saint of the Netherworld was even more suspended.

As long as the chef of the Immortal Chef Realm died.

The Great Saint used Thunder to kill the man.

Dare to take action in the Holy Puppet City... Naturally, you need to be punished!

Zhang Qiubai and others also discovered this situation.

"It seems... we don't need to discuss tomorrow's battle decision. This kid... whether he can play tomorrow is a problem."

Ba Wu crossed his arms and said with a smile.

Lu Yu and others looked normal. They discussed the decision just to make sure it was foolproof.

Zhang Qiubai felt a little bit of pity.

...

Boom! !

A golden stream of light suddenly appeared, and Bu Fang stepped on Xiao Pi's back.

Xiao Pi suddenly burst out with extreme speed and kept shuttling in the void.

The assassin who escaped into the void had a hard time keeping up with Bu Fang's pace.

After all, the resistance in the void was huge, and it was very difficult to move around like in the outside world.

Boom! !

He gave up escaping into the void.

The assassin from the Black Palace rushed out immediately.

The dagger flew to the sky, and suddenly turned into eight daggers as thin as cicada wings, turning into a flywheel, sweeping towards Bu Fang.

The flywheel rotated, and the void was torn apart.

Bu Fang's eyes were extremely cold.

He raised his head.

He glanced into the distance.

That sight seemed to see Zhang Qiubai and others, as well as the Nine-turn Little Saint who was hiding in the void, and the Underworld Great Saint who was watching everything.

"In that case... then I won't hold back."

Bu Fang said coldly.

His words were also a little cold.

His mind moved.

Facing the flywheel.

Bu Fang's eyes suddenly became extremely vicissitudes...

The originally black hair was also floating slowly in the void, and a dark green color covered it and swung over the hair tip.

Bu Fang's aura had undergone a drastic change.

It was as if a vast aura was spreading.

"Ah..."

He yawned and half-opened his eyes...

He was very sleepy.

His body was suspended in the void, lazy and sloppy.

The spirit of the weapon was possessed. Each spirit of the weapon could only possess once a day. The White Tiger had possessed it, so this time he used the Black Tortoise... It just so happened that the Black Tortoise's defense could also give him enough time to take out the big killer.

With a tearing sound.

The flywheel rushed over at a high speed.

The void was constantly shattered in this cutting.

Buzz...

Suddenly.

A black pot appeared in the hand of the dark green-haired Bu Fang.

The black pot was thrown up suddenly and kept spinning in the void...

Buzz...

The speed of rotation was getting faster and faster, and the black pot became larger, wrapping Bu Fang in it.

The flywheel hit the black pot, and it was suddenly bounced away, sparks flying...

Hmm?

In the void.

The eyes of the assassin of the Black Palace suddenly condensed.

Then, his figure quickly tore through the sky.

Holding the dagger, he hit the black pot.

The dagger slashed down fiercely, but it didn't break the black pot!

What a solid black pot! What a strong defense!

Zhang Qiubai and others saw this scene, and their eyes narrowed.

Suddenly.

The black pot disappeared.

It turned into a small pot, floating in Bu Fang's hand.

It was held in Bu Fang's palm.

And on Bu Fang's other palm.

It was a khaki casserole.

On the casserole, the surging sword intent suddenly spread...

Bu Fang's dark green hair disappeared, and turned into black again, looking at the assassin of the Black Palace expressionlessly.

There was indifference in his eyes, and a little madness in his indifference...

At this moment, it was indeed time to go crazy.

"Death Food Vessel...Crazy Sword Pot, feel the madness!"

Bu Fang's faint voice resounded through the void, like a morning bell.

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