Chapter 319

The Qiankun Fortune Pot is made of ancient basalt shells, it is extremely hard and weighs more than ten thousand catties. Maybe because Bu Fang is the owner, he can't feel the heaviness of this basalt pot at all, but this does not prevent... Bu Fang Fang hit people with a basalt pot.

Bu Fang saw Xiaobai being entangled for the first time. In the past, Xiaobai used to deal with the enemy with force and force, but today, in the hands of these two blood guards, Xiaobai was entangled. up.

During the tumbling, the roaring blood-colored flood dragon really made people feel a little tingling in the scalp.

Every time Xiaobai cuts off the blood dragon, the blood will continue to condense in a short while, turning into a brand new blood dragon.

So Bu Fang felt that he should do something to help Xiao Bai.

Bu Fang has not yet obtained the "Wan Beast Flame" that the system calls, and the basalt pot is in his hands... it is really just a pot, but Bu Fang suddenly felt that the pot was used to smash people It is really convenient.

It weighs more than 10,000 catties, and if this stuffy pot goes on, it will definitely make you call grandma!

Bu Fang held the basalt pot by the side, and the icy cold feeling instantly spread into his body along the palm of his hand.

But Bu Fang's heart was very hot.

His body took a step back, and the Xuanwu pot he grabbed also said goodbye behind him, and then rushed out suddenly, and then the Xuanwu pot was thrown out of his hand.

"Go!"

He shouted lightly, and then the basalt pot roared out.

This basalt pot actually has a special effect, that is, it can become larger and smaller, but this only needs to consume the true energy in Bu Fang's body.

But this time, Bu Fang didn't pour his true energy into it like holding a keel kitchen knife, otherwise the Xuanwu pot might change.

The pitch-black basalt pot was fluttering, like a small boat in the vast sea, swinging towards the sea that caused huge waves.

The momentum was not small, and the two blood guards naturally noticed it.

One of the blood guards was a little disdainful.

Because the first time he saw Bu Fang, he saw through Bu Fang's cultivation. This kid is just a sixth-rank war emperor. In the eyes of a strong man like him, there is no slight difference between a sixth-rank war emperor and an ant. , he can shoot a large piece of death with a single slap.

So for the attack of a sixth-rank war emperor,

Naturally, he didn't pay much attention to it.

It's like an ant stretching its teeth and claws at you, saying that it wants to bite you, what will your reaction be? At most he would laugh, and then slap him to death.

The same is true of the floating black pot...

They don't take it to heart at all.

Their main target at the moment is still that incomparably powerful Tie Knot, this Tie Knot is really powerful, the two of them can shake the Supreme together, but in the hands of Tie Knot, they are still unfavorable.

bang bang! !

There were two explosions, and the two blood dragons on the blood guard's body were cut off by Xiaobai's machete again, and blood scattered.

The blood guard took a few steps back, the eyes of the two revealed a fierce look, the blood dragon condensed again, unexpectedly entangled with each other, and blasted towards Xiaobai again.

A mouthful of black pot came wobbly and slowly, not fast.

As far as the blood guard's cultivation is concerned, unless the speed exceeds the speed of sound, they are slow like snails in their eyes.

A pot that looked like a snail crawling was thrown over, was it to give them a massage?

The blood guard sneered disdainfully in his heart.

In the small shop, Bu Fang shook his arm. Although he was the owner of the Xuanwu pot, he couldn't feel the weight of the Xuanwu pot, but it was a big pot after all, and the weight was not light. The arms are a little stiff.

After shaking his arm, Bu Fangfang stared at the basalt pot with bright eyes.

"Go away!"

The Xuanwu cauldron floated for a few seconds and finally came to a blood guard. The blood guard glanced at the cauldron, snorted coldly, and threw out a bloody aura indifferently, intending to smash the cauldron. The pot was smashed.

It's just a pot, is it possible to go to heaven?

From the point of view of the blood guard, even an ordinary seventh-rank war sage would not be able to bear his vigor, let alone a pot that was smashed by a sixth-rank war emperor.

The bloody energy rushed out like a dragon, and collided fiercely with the Xuanwu pot in the void.

There was no explosion as imagined, and the basalt pot was not blown away as imagined.

The bloody energy hit the basalt pot, like hitting a stone with an egg, and dispersed with a "boo".

The basalt pot didn't even shake, and continued to fly.

When the strong wind from the Xuanwu pot roared, the blood guard was finally taken aback.

"This pot...why is it still there?!" The blood guard froze and said in shock.

"Did you smash the pot?" Another blood guard asked suspiciously.

He was fighting with a ninth-grade puppet, and if he came over with a pot, he didn't rush to smash it up, so he was allowed to come in to disrupt the situation?

The face of the first blood guard froze immediately, and then he let out a long breath, and the blood-colored zhenqi coiled up on his arm, and he slapped the basalt pot.

He didn't take the basalt pot to heart at all, while patting, his eyes were still fixed on the iron lump puppet that had just landed and came again with the roaring roar.

The basalt pot was shaking.

Finally, under Bu Fang's bright eyes, he had an intimate contact with the blood guard's palm.

The blood guard's palm entwined with zhenqi finally slapped the pot.

His complexion... finally changed!

Because he found that his palm... didn't shake the pot at all, he felt as if his palm was hitting a towering mountain.

Is there any mistake? You are just a pot!

The heavy black cauldron continued unabated, the blood guard's arm was suddenly bent, and he was in a daze when he realized that the cauldron was coming towards him.

The cold and heavy side of the pot suddenly pressed down on his arm, and hit his head under his incredulous gaze.

I go……

Boom...

A crisp sound sounded, sweet and melodious.

The other blood guard trembled all over, turned his head in surprise, and then saw a scene that stunned him.

The blood guard who was hit by the pot floated far away in the air, as if he was dumbfounded, his eyes became hollow, his mouth was slightly opened, and his face was full of bewilderment...

The blood guard who was hit by the basalt pot felt that the whole world was gloomy, and the world in front of him was upside down and constantly changing.

The severe pain on his forehead kept coming, making the roots of his teeth a little numb.

This pot... really wants to go to heaven!

With a bang, the basalt pot turned into black smoke and dissipated, returning to Bu Fang.

The Xuanwu cauldron hovered quietly in front of Bu Fang, and Bu Fang cheerfully touched the edge of the black cauldron.

As expected of a basalt cauldron weighing more than ten thousand catties, although it didn't kill the blood guard...but it was good enough to be stunned.

Bu Fang felt a little regretful in his heart, but he soon felt relieved. After all, his current cultivation base is only a sixth-rank war emperor, and he is half a step supreme with a sixth-rank cultivation base. Isn't it awesome?

Taking advantage of a blood guard being smashed into a daze, the purple light in Xiaobai's eyes suddenly became brighter, and with a roar, the bricks and stones under Xiaobai's feet suddenly shattered, and the huge force exploded, as if its body turned into a bolt of lightning. Suddenly rushed towards the blood guard who was smashed into a daze.

The expression of the other blood guard suddenly changed drastically.

"wake up!!"

He hurriedly yelled, wanting to wake up the dazed blood guard, the blood guard finally woke up leisurely amidst the yelling, and the picture in front of him gradually became clearer.

He became a little angry from embarrassment, feeling as uncomfortable as eating shit.

He's so f*cking... the dignified half-step supreme peak powerhouse was actually smashed by an ant of a sixth-rank war emperor.

What's the face? !

hum...

The purple light swept across his body, and the blood guard turned cold from embarrassment, and his eyes widened.

He saw Xiaobai's cold eyes, and the machete reflected coldly in the sun.

"Damn it!"

He fell into an ice cave, with a whistling sound, the machete slashed at him.

Xiaobai's knife was as fast as lightning, and the air seemed to be torn apart by this knife.

The sound of clattering made the blood guard feel cold all over.

It's true that the two blood guards can stand up to Xiaobai, a ninth-rank puppet...

But that is under the premise of relying on true energy for long-range consumption attacks.

There is no way to compare his physical body with that of this perverted puppet.

This is close...

Pooh!

The machete slashed down, and blood spattered.

Another blood guard pulled at the right time, so that the confused blood guard was not cut in half by Xiao Bai's knife.

But one arm was also cut off directly, and there was a pitiful howl amidst the blood splashing.

The eyes of the blood guard whose arm was severed were about to spurt blood, and the remaining hand grabbed the spurted blood and sucked it back, as well as his severed arm. arm.

After Xiaobai stopped in the air, he landed on the ground again, and the moment he landed, he exploded again and continued to charge towards the two blood guards.

The purple eyes flickered, and the blade glowed like a dragon.

"Go! Go! We are no match for this puppet!"

Xue Weidao, whose arm had been severed, turned around and shot away without hesitation.

They were able to fly in the air, but Xiao Bai couldn't catch up for a while.

Boom, Xiaobai fell to the ground again, raising smoke and dust all over the sky.

In the small shop, Bu Fang was holding the Xuanwu black cauldron with one hand, and was about to throw it out again, but he didn't expect the two cowards to run away.

Feeling bored, Bu Fang had a thought, and the basalt pot turned into black smoke and dissipated, returning to the icon on Bu Fang's wrist.

Smacking his lips, Bu Fang stroked his chin.

There is nothing that can't be solved by one pot, if one pot doesn't work, then two pots.