Chapter 1721: The Loneliness of that Pot

There are three qualifying matches in total.

Once Bu Fang passes three matches, it is equivalent to getting a ticket to enter District B.

Therefore, every qualifying match will be extremely fierce.

For the strong men in District B, the qualifying match is actually a battle of honor for them. If they lose, District B will be kicked out of District B as the last one on the list.

The nobles in District B have always been proud of their noble status in District B. If they are kicked out of District B, how can they endure such grievances?

That is definitely unbearable.

Therefore, everyone attaches great importance to the qualifying match.

They will use all means to stop Bu Fang.

Circular fighting arena.

Today's circular fighting arena is particularly lively.

Countless strong men have gathered here. Many familiar people greet each other and talk about this qualifying match.

To start the qualifying match, you need ten consecutive wins.

In fact, among so many strong men, ten consecutive wins... is not easy.

And it is the nobles in District C who won ten consecutive wins.

If the people in District B won ten consecutive victories, the qualification battle would not be started.

Because, in the eyes of the people in the circular arena, it is normal for the strong men in District B to win ten consecutive victories.

For the people in District C, this is an honor and a hope.

If someone can break into District B, it is equivalent to giving them confidence.

So this battle attracted almost everyone's attention.

Not only the strong men in the circular arena.

Even many people in Districts A, B and C were watching the projection formation.

When Bu Fang came to the circular arena slowly while eating oyster buns, the arena was almost noisy and about to overturn the sky.

Bu Fang stuffed the oyster bun into his mouth and stepped into it.

In the middle of the circular arena, an old woman wrapped in a black robe was already sitting there.

This is the person in charge of the circular arena, a Chaos Saint.

Of course, there is not much Chaos Qi, and it should be the first time to enter the realm of Chaos Saint, and there is no way to compare with Earl Xia Qiu and others.

On the right side of the old woman.

There was a young man with a sharp sword on his back standing there.

This young man was wearing a blood-colored robe with blood-colored patterns on it, which was strange and evil.

This was Bu Fang's opponent in the first match.

The tenth-ranked powerful being on the crystal ranking list.

The extremely powerful being who had won twenty consecutive victories.

Although his cultivation was also at the peak of the Great Dao Saint, he was more powerful than the previous Aohen.

This young man stood in the field, like a black hole, constantly sucking everything into it...

With his strange breath and strong strength, it was not surprising that he could be the first player in the qualifying match.

Bu Fang put his hands behind his back and stepped into the circular arena.

Xiaobai followed behind him.

Xiaohu sat on Xiaobai's shoulders, and Xiaopi lay on Xiaobai's head.

As soon as this strange combination appeared, it caused a great commotion.

During this period, Bu Fang's ten consecutive victories and the fame he had accumulated completely exploded at this moment.

He had become the pride of the strong men in City C, but also a thorn in the eyes of the strong men in City B.

Bu Fang's ten consecutive victories were achieved by defeating ten strong men from District B in a row.

Strictly speaking, it was more difficult than those ten consecutive victories in District B.

In general, the strong men in District B are stronger than those in District C in terms of combat power.

Earl's Mansion.

Earl Xia Qiu crossed her legs and looked at the projection array indifferently.

She was also looking forward to whether Bu Fang could enter District B.

In addition to Earl Xia Qiu, such an exciting thing naturally attracted the attention of many nobles in District C.

The other two earls and other nobles saw this scene.

Many people still remember Bu Fang.

"Isn't this the reptile from District D?!"

"Yes, how did this reptile become a noble, and... also entered the circular arena?"

"Am I dreaming? This damn reptile..."

...

Many nobles were dreaming,

Many nobles couldn't believe it.

But more of them were still paying attention to this scene.

A reptile from District D actually became the hope of representing their District C to attack District B...

How ironic is this?

...

Circular Arena

There was constant noise all around, and more of it was cheering for Bu Fang.

Of course, there were also roars from the strong men in City B, booing Bu Fang.

It was impossible to influence him.

Bu Fang didn't care at all.

He came to the circular arena and looked at the person in charge.

The person in charge glanced at Bu Fang indifferently, as if he wanted Bu Fang to fall into a black hole.

The Chaos Sage was indeed unfathomable.

"Qualifying match...you were almost late...young man, don't underestimate the qualifying match."

The old woman looked at Bu Fang and said indifferently.

Bu Fang nodded seriously, he naturally wouldn't underestimate anyone.

"Qualifying match, a total of three matches, this is your first opponent...Sword Demon, He Zhang."

The old woman said.

The words fell.

The old woman's figure began to slowly disappear, as if she had merged into the void.

"Qualifying match, the first match...begin."

"City C, Bu Fang, vs. City B, He Zhang."

Roar!!!

The moment the old woman disappeared, the noise in the circular arena rushed into the sky, as if it was going to tear the sky apart.

The blood-robed young man opposite Bu Fang also slightly focused his eyes...

The long sword behind him, which seemed to be soaked in blood, was instantly unsheathed.

The clanging sound shook the void, as if it was tearing the void into holes.

"One sword, I'll kill you."

He Zhang said.

It was indeed rare for someone from Bingcheng District to win ten consecutive victories.

However, He Zhang still didn't take Bu Fang seriously.

If it were him, he could easily win ten consecutive victories.

His curse power was the blood curse...

The sword art that combined the blood curse with the sword art could cut everything...

Boom! !

He Zhang's consciousness controlled the blood-colored long sword, and the sword immediately drew shadows in the void.

It caused the void to emit a sonic boom.

The speed of the sword was really too fast.

Bu Fang could only see a sword light flowing past and approaching his cheek.

Xiaobai's mechanical eyes flickered, and with a clanging sound, he raised his palm like a palm fan and grabbed the sword fiercely.

"Come on, don't use a broken puppet to stop me..."

Sword Demon He Zhang said lightly.

There was disdain for Xiaobai in his tone.

Before the battle, he had carefully studied Bu Fang's ten consecutive victories. Although Xiaobai had taken action in every previous battle, the last battle allowed He Zhang to see Bu Fang.

If it was just Xiaobai, He Zhang would naturally not take it seriously.

But Bu Fang was too mysterious, and his trump card and strength were not clear at all.

This was a man shrouded in mist...

He knew that his biggest opponent was not Xiaobai, nor the fox, but... Bu Fang.

The sword light flashed in an instant and passed Xiaobai.

Appeared in front of Bu Fang.

It took a moment to pierce Bu Fang's head.

The bloody curse power seemed to be able to pull the blood in the human body.

Even as calm as Bu Fang, he felt his blood boiling.

Suddenly.

Bu Fang raised his hand.

Snapped his fingers.

The finger flicked on the blood-colored long sword, and the sword flew out.

The law of time stopped the rapid sword.

He Zhang narrowed his eyes, and his consciousness moved.

The swords turned into thousands, densely stabbing towards Bu Fang.

"Xiao Bai."

Bu Fang said.

Boom!

Xiao Bai, who was ignored, moved immediately.

Like a prehistoric beast, it rushed down in an instant...

Approaching He Zhang.

He Zhang frowned slightly.

Although he did not take Xiao Bai seriously, the latter's ability to be immune to divine power was still very tricky.

He Zhang retreated.

He raised his sword finger.

Suddenly, the blood-colored power gathered and turned into two sword slaves, holding swords, and killing Xiao Bai.

The audience around was boiling!

The qualifying battle was indeed extraordinary and exciting!

In just a moment, the battle that broke out made them feel so excited.

Bu Fang had his hands behind his back, and with the other hand, he held the power of the law.

The constantly flowing power of the law hindered the sword energy.

He Zhang was slightly surprised at Bu Fang's strength. He didn't expect that the latter could resist for so long.

Then, He Zhang moved again.

His toes touched the void.

His figure flew away.

Buzz...

The blood-colored sword shot out quickly and was held in his hand.

Like a fairy from the sky, he rushed towards Bu Fang and stabbed with a sword...!

Buzz...

Behind Bu Fang, the image of Suzaku appeared.

The defense of the sparrow feather robe suddenly appeared.

He Zhang's sword couldn't break Bu Fang's defense...

"Sure enough, there is a magic weapon... You really didn't use your full strength..."

He Zhang's eyes were full of fighting spirit.

The sound of the sword chanting roared, and He Zhang's figure rotated, enveloping a vortex.

Each sword, with a murderous aura, went straight to Bu Fang's vitals.

Bu Fang kicked out and touched the tip of the sword, and retreated to a distance.

Bu Fang landed.

Raised his hand.

In the distance, the little fox turned into a stream of light and burst out.

Bu Fang held it in his arms.

Bu Fang's hand trembled.

The destruction pot, the death sword pot, and the soul demon pill were all stuffed into the little fox's mouth.

The little fox also accepted everything and ate with great pleasure.

The originally slender little fox has now... become plump.

But all this... is not her fault.

Eating food.

It is equivalent to filling it with shells.

The little fox's mouth suddenly swelled up.

The next moment, there was a powerful energy brewing and flowing in the little fox's mouth...

He Zhang landed.

The blood-colored air was diffused, as if it had turned into clouds.

His eyes were sharp, and there seemed to be countless sword lights sweeping under his eyes.

Each sword light could chop the stars.

In the thousands of sword qi.

Blood-red swords gathered one after another...

"It's useless..."

He Zhang smiled coldly. Bu Fang had been studied thoroughly by him!

Boom!

He Zhang roared.

His hair spread out.

The bright aura made the atmosphere of the circular arena more intense.

The strong men who bet on He Zhang couldn't help but stand up excitedly...

Boom!

Ten thousand swords, clanged together, turned into a sword formation.

"Ten thousand swords killing formation! One move... destroy you!"

The sword formation above He Zhang's head, the aura was like a god or demon awakened from chaos, extremely powerful.

The power of this sword formation is not weaker than the Zhuxian sword formation of Tongtian Sect Master.

Bu Fang narrowed his eyes.

The little fox's mouth became more and more swollen.

Then, Bu Fang gently patted it.

A huge energy lotus was sprayed out by the little fox.

The lotus drew an arc and rushed towards He Zhang.

He Zhang stepped on the void and the formation, as if dancing with a sword in the starry sky.

The next moment, a sword pointed far away.

The Ten Thousand Swords Sword Formation collided with the lotus spit out by the little fox...

Boom!

This collision was like the explosion of chaos, the collapse of the void, and the ground of the entire circular arena collapsed in an instant.

Fortunately, there were formations arranged around, so that the surrounding spectators were unharmed.

Everyone was fanatical. This level of collision was simply... too exciting!

Clanging sound.

The center of the energy explosion collision was really too dazzling!

He Zhang was also shocked. He did not expect that his sword formation could not kill Bu Fang, and it seemed that it was a draw...

Xiao Bai and the two sword slaves fought back and forth.

But Xiao Bai was Xiao Bai after all.

A spear picked up the two sword slaves.

Then, the palm like a palm fan slapped down, smashing the heads of the two sword slaves!

The sword slaves immediately turned into sword energy... and dissipated!

He Zhang was shocked...

This puppet... seems to be too strong.

Rumble...

The center of the energy collision.

He Zhang's eyes suddenly focused.

A golden light burst out.

Then...

He Zhang felt that his eyes went black.

A figure came with a mantis shrimp under his feet, and a fox spitting black air on his shoulder.

And in the hand of the figure, he was holding a... black pot!

In the black pot, a wisp of chaotic energy was roaring and rotating.

Wait... Chaotic energy? !

He Zhang was stunned.

The next moment, the black pot suddenly smashed down at him.

The blood-red long sword was lifted up.

It collided with the black pot.

With a click.

The sword broke.

He Zhang was also hit on the head by a pot.

He vomited blood and flew backwards, and with a bang, he fell in the middle of the circular arena...

Xiaobai grabbed him with his hand.

He lifted He Zhang up.

The mechanical eyes flashed, and his palms opened and closed...

With a tearing sound.

He Zhang's clothes exploded... Like autumn leaves, floating on the ground.

He Zhang's eyes were dull, he was defeated... He was defeated by a black pot!

In the void, Bu Fang stepped on the mantis shrimp.

He held the Xuanwu pot in one hand. In the Xuanwu pot, a wisp of chaotic energy born from the Dark and Ecstasy Egg flowed heavily.

Bu Fang's eyes were a little melancholy.

The loneliness of that pot... Perhaps only he could understand it.

Around the circular arena, the cheers stopped abruptly.

What happened to the equal strength we promised?

What happened to the 500-round battle we promised?

How come it ended in one pot...?