Chapter 1279 This Kid Might Be Attracted by My Peerless Beauty

The whole place was silent, and everyone held their breath.

Everyone looked at Bu Fang with some sympathy.

No one expected that the first time the strong man from the Netherworld came, he would actually make trouble for Bu Fang...

Although these people were only the second echelon of the Netherworld, they were almost unmatched for many people present.

The weakest were all second-level little saints, which made many people present feel desperate.

The condescending gaze brought a majestic sense of oppression, which made Bu Fang come back to his senses from his meditation.

Looking at the tall and strong man, a hint of doubt seemed to flash in his eyes.

"What did you say just now?"

Bu Fang asked expressionlessly.

"I said... hand over the Lotus of Forgetfulness, and I will spare your life."

The strong man from the Netherworld grinned, revealing his white teeth, and said with a smile, but that smile made people feel a chill rising from the soles of their feet.

"Oh."

Bu Fang said.

Hmm?

Bu Fang's answer made the whole audience stagnant for a while, and then many people's faces became strange.

What is this answer?

What does "oh" mean?

Many people stared at Bu Fang.

The strong men of the Underworld also stagnated for a while, and then they all laughed coldly...

"You kid is quite sensible."

After saying that, the strong man of the Underworld stretched out his palm like a palm fan and hung it in front of Bu Fang.

"Hand over the Forgetfulness Lotus... I have heard about the rumors of the Hell Forgetfulness Lotus for a long time. I came to the hell this time just to see it, but I didn't expect that you, a kid, got there first. But what is mine is mine after all, and what is not mine... is still mine after all."

The strong man of the Underworld said.

He stared at Bu Fang with oppressive eyes.

A terrible aura was released from his body, and everyone in the audience felt their hearts tremble.

The people of the Underworld... are really domineering!

Yes, the Underworld is in a dominant position, and it originally looks down on people from other small worlds.

It is normal for them to be domineering.

However, everyone always felt angry in their hearts.

"The Lotus of Forgetfulness...cannot be taken out."

Bu Fang thought about it and said seriously.

He was telling the truth, because the Lotus of Forgetfulness seemed to have taken root in the Duobao Immortal Tree, and it could not be picked at all, and Bu Fang did not want to pick it.

So, Bu Fang said that he could not take it out, but he was not bluffing them.

But the strong men of the Netherworld did not think so.

"Cannot be taken out? Did you eat it?"

The eyes of the strong man of the Netherworld condensed, as if there was lightning bursting in it.

"Then spit it out for me!"

Bang! !

The aura of the strong man of the Netherworld suddenly changed, and it became extremely domineering.

The palm that was originally suspended in front of Bu Fang suddenly slapped Bu Fang's head, as if it was going to slap Bu Fang's head to explode.

Wow!

This scene made everyone's eyes shrink and they took a breath of cold air.

This strong man of the Netherworld was too domineering, and he actually started fighting without saying a word.

The palm of the backhand seemed to have turned into a sharp sword, and the terrifying sword energy burst out from it.

It seemed to be about to kill him instantly!

"It is the fifth-ranked Sword Demon of the Nine Clans of the Netherworld!"

Some people saw the Netherworld strongman take action and immediately recognized the man's identity.

This method is really too representative!

The terrifying sword energy burst out, and the palm seemed to have turned into a divine sword that could cut iron like mud, and it cut towards Bu Fang's head, as if it wanted to cut Bu Fang in half.

The eyes of the monk Fawu who was standing not far from Bu Fang suddenly shrank.

Then he put his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and the breath on his body suddenly burst out.

However, his breath just burst out and then stagnated.

Because he saw that Bu Fang was actually indifferent under that palm, and his heart was not moved.

"Die! Ant-like fellow!"

The strong man from the Underworld grinned wildly,

The sword palm swept across, and the sharp sword energy seemed to cut the ground apart!

The other strong men from the Underworld behind him also sneered at this moment.

As if they were watching a good show.

"They are trying to show off their power..."

"They came to find the leader just to kill our spirit."

"Too domineering...but they have the capital to be domineering!"

...

The people around were helpless, they had no other way at all.

What can they do in the face of this domineering strong man from the Underworld?

Buzz...

The air was oppressed and made a whine of unbearable pressure.

The velvet rope that Bu Fang tied his hair suddenly broke at this moment.

The sword palm was constantly approaching, approaching rapidly...

It was getting closer and closer to Bu Fang's face, and the terrible sword energy seemed to cut the skin on Bu Fang's face into pieces.

Two inches, one inch, half an inch...

Bu Fang was indifferent, expressionless.

The strong man from the Underworld grinned.

"Die!"

A palm finally hit Bu Fang's head.

If this palm hits, Bu Fang's head might explode.

In the eyes of the strong man from the Underworld, Bu Fang's cultivation is only the first level of the Lesser Saint. In his eyes, this kind of cultivation is no different from an ant.

Suddenly.

The wild laughter of the strong man from the Underworld stopped abruptly.

The laughter around them also stagnated.

Everyone gasped.

A colorful dumpling suddenly appeared in front of the Sword Demon who slapped his palm.

The next moment, Bu Fang stretched out a finger and poked the dumpling.

With a bang, the dumpling exploded.

The colorful light surged and suddenly enveloped the Netherworld strongman.

"What is this?!"

The other strong men in the Netherworld were shocked.

One of the strong men's eyes was even more condensed, revealing a bit of solemnity.

"What is that? I seemed to see a dumpling just now..."

A strong man who seemed to have magma surging under his skin looked at a strong man wrapped in a chef's robe beside him and asked.

"I don't know..."

The strong man shook his head.

"Aren't you from the Netherworld Kitchen? Aren't you the Netherworld Kitchen best at cooking? How could you not recognize this dumpling?"

The strong man with magma surging under his skin took a breath of cold air.

The eyes of the legal affairs officer suddenly lit up.

Sure enough, how could Boss Bu be the kind of person who would easily suffer a loss.

Boss Bu... is going to fight back!

"What is this!!"

The Sword Demon's strong man roared in horror.

But just as the roar sounded, he was shocked to find that his body could not move, and his eyes could not even turn.

He originally slapped his palm, but it froze in the air.

"I told you that the Forgetful Lotus could not be taken out... Why didn't you listen?"

Bu Fang said lightly.

The next moment, he flipped his hand, and a black pot appeared in his hand, which was grabbed by Bu Fang.

Then, the black pot swung violently.

Boom! !

A pot, from bottom to top, hit the face of the immobile Sword Demon's strong man.

Everyone was stunned and gasped.

The Sword Demon's strong man was also stunned...

The whole person flew backwards, and blood gushed out of his mouth and nose.

His body was about to fly backwards.

However, he was grabbed by a hand by the collar and pulled back alive.

A black pot once again enlarged in his eyes.

Bang bang bang!!

A black pot, swung with ease.

Every time it was swung out, it hit the face with incomparable accuracy.

Bang!

A loud noise.

The last pot was smashed out.

The strong man of the Sword Demon lineage was stunned by the smash, and his whole face was swollen.

Blood gushed out of his mouth and nose...

He was stunned by a pot...

The whole audience was stunned.

They didn't know what to say.

Then, the strong men of other small worlds couldn't help but laugh.

This laughter, like a mockery, drilled into the ears of the strong men of the Netherworld.

It made them feel a burst of blue and red on their faces.

At this moment, the honor and disgrace of the strong men of the Netherworld were one, so when one person was humiliated, they were a little uncomfortable.

Bu Fang was holding a black pot.

His black hair was fluttering, his red and white sparrow feather robe was swaying, and he looked at everyone present with an indifferent expression.

That look...

startled the group of people who were originally planning to attack.

Boom!

There was a loud noise.

A burly figure suddenly landed in front of Bu Fang, his tall body exuding a strong aura.

Jin Jiao stared at the powerful men of the Netherworld with an oppressive look.

"What? Are you going to make trouble?"

Jin Jiao raised his hand, grabbed the handle of the corpse ghost soul-sealing fan on his back, and scanned the whole scene coldly.

The powerful men of the Netherworld were suddenly stagnant.

The powerful men of the Sword Demon lineage also turned over from the ground, staring at Bu Fang with bloodshot eyes.

"Enough."

Suddenly, an indifferent voice lingered in the whole scene.

Then, a figure slowly walked out of the formation.

The aura of Kuang Ba spread, and it actually suppressed the aura of Jin Jiao.

"Leader!"

The strong men of the Netherworld all saluted the man respectfully.

Buzz...

A buzzing sound.

The man took a step forward and appeared in front of the strong men of the Netherworld, confronting Jin Jiao.

"This is the old generation of the Nether Puppet lineage, the leader of the Netherworld semi-final team this time..."

Some people recognized the identity of this strong man and gasped.

This is a middle-aged man, with half-raised eyelids, looking very tired.

But his identity made everyone present in awe.

The Nether Puppet lineage ranks second among the nine clans of the Netherworld.

"What's the matter? Let's see the truth on the ring. What's the matter with making a fuss? You are embarrassing the Netherworld, do you know?"

The middle-aged man said lightly.

"Leader Lu Cheng... He was the first..."

The strong man of the Sword Demon lineage seemed a little indignant and opened his mouth.

"Shut up!" The middle-aged man raised his eyes suddenly and glanced at the strong man of the Sword Demon lineage, causing the strong man's heart to tremble and stop talking.

"I said, if there is any grudge, it should be settled in the semi-finals. We should be harmonious in private. As the leader of many small worlds, our Netherworld should be friendly to the people, understand? We can't let people laugh at our Netherworld for being too domineering and unreasonable."

The middle-aged man said.

The contestants of the Netherworld stopped talking immediately. Obviously, the power of the middle-aged man made them dare not be presumptuous.

Jinjiao looked at Lu Cheng talking there with cold eyes, and curled his lips with disdain.

"Hypocrisy!"

Golden Horn sneered.

"Okay...it's my fault today. I want to apologize to this little brother first, but when we met him in the semi-finals, he wasn't so merciful."

Lu Cheng smiled gently and glanced at Bu Fang.

But this look made him stunned for a moment.

Because he found that Bu Fang was staring directly at him with shining eyes.

That look... made him feel uneasy all over.

It’s so damn like looking at prey!

I'm not participating in the competition, why are you looking at me like this?

Besides, if I want to kill you, one finger is enough...

However, he still felt uncomfortable in his heart, because Bu Fang stared at him so hard that it made him feel hairy all over.

But Bu Fang was extremely excited at this moment.

A strong man from the Hell Hell Puppet lineage...

Finally met a strong man from the Hell Puppet lineage...

Xiaobai, your hope...is here!

Soon, Lu Cheng left with the strong men from Hell.

The strong man from the Sword Demon lineage turned around and stared at Bu Fang with murderous intent in his eyes.

Of course, Bu Fang ignored him and still stared at Lu Cheng.

"Zhang Xuan, is that boy still... staring at me?"

The corner of Lu Cheng's mouth twitched and he asked Zhang Xuan, who was of the Sword Demon lineage and turned his head.

Zhang Xuan was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"That kid has been staring at the leader... Leader, are you an old acquaintance of that kid?"

Zhang Xuan frowned and asked.

“Old acquaintance is a piece of shit!!”

Lu Cheng's face twitched, and his heart became more and more disgusted. He wanted to turn around and slap Bu Fang to death.

"I'm so scared that I'm so scared..."

"Waiting for the semi-finals, if any of you encounter that kid, don't hold back, beat me to death!"

"I suspect... that boy may have some bad habits, and may be attracted to my... peerless appearance?!"

Lu Cheng's face trembled.

The strong men in Hell suddenly nodded in confusion.

Although I don’t know where the team leader got his extraordinary looks, but if the team leader says he’ll beat him to death, then he’ll beat him to death...

Lu Cheng took a deep breath and slowly turned his head.

Looking back at that moment, it seems that youth is flowing and years are ups and downs...

With a slightly anxious look...

What he met was Bu Fang's piercing eyes, and his heart suddenly trembled.

"This is crazy!"

Lu Cheng finally couldn't help but curse.

When Lu Cheng and his party disappeared from sight, Bu Fang withdrew his gaze with lingering thoughts.

Bu Fang touched his chin and fell into deep thought again.

But this time, my meditation is not just about how to obtain the Nine-leaf Yellow Spring Grass.

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