The audience was silent, and everyone held their breath.
Everyone looked at Bu Fang with sympathy.
No one thought that the first time the strong man from Hell came, he would actually find trouble with Bu Fang...
Although these people are only the second echelon of Hell, for many people present, they are almost unmatched existences.
The weakest ones are all Rank 2 Little Saints, which made many people in the room feel desperate.
The condescending gaze carried a majestic sense of oppression, and that sense of oppression made Bu Fang recover from his contemplation.
Looking at the rather tall and strong man, there seemed to be a flash of doubt in his eyes.
"What did you say?"
Bu Fang asked expressionlessly.
"I said... hand over the Wangqinglian, and I will spare your life."
The strong man in Hell grinned, showing his white teeth, and said with a smile, but that smile sent a chill down the soles of his feet.
"oh."
Bu Fang Road.
Um
Bu Fang's answer made the audience stunned for a while, and after that, many people's expressions became strange.
What is this answer
Oh what do you mean
Many people stared at Bu Fang.
The powerhouses in Hell also froze, and then all smiled coldly...
"You kid is pretty smart."
After finishing speaking, the strong man in Hell stretched out his palm like a cattail leaf fan, and hung it in front of Bu Fang.
"Hand over the Wangqinglian... I have heard the rumors about the Wangqinglian in hell. Originally, I came to hell this time to see it. I didn't expect that you, a kid, would get there first. But what is mine is mine, not mine... It's still mine after all."
Said the strong man in Hell.
He stared at Bu Fang oppressively.
A terrifying breath was released from his body, and everyone in the audience felt their hearts tremble.
The people in hell... are really domineering!
That's right, Hell is in the dominant position, and people who look down on other small worlds are originally.
It is normal for them to be overbearing.
However, everyone always felt out of breath.
"Wangqinglian... I can't get it out."
Bu Fang thought for a while and said seriously.
He was telling the truth, because the Wangqing lotus seemed to be rooted on the multi-treasure fairy tree, and it couldn't be picked at all, and Bu Fang didn't want to pick it either.
Therefore, when Bu Fang said that he couldn't get it out, he really wasn't bluffing them.
However, the powerhouses of Hell don't think so.
"Can't get it out? Did you eat it?"
The eyes of the strong man in Hell were fixed, as if there was an electric light bursting out of it.
"Then spit it out!"
boom! !
The aura of this strong man in Hell suddenly changed, and he suddenly became tyrannical and boundless.
The slap that was hanging in front of Bu Fang was suddenly slapped towards Bu Fang's head, as if it was about to slap Bu Fang's head and explode it.
Wow!
This scene made everyone's eyes shrink involuntarily, and they took a breath of cold air.
This underworld powerhouse is too domineering, to strike at the slightest disagreement.
On the palm of the backhand, it seemed to have turned into a sharp long sword, and a terrifying sword energy burst out from it.
It's as if you want to kill the moment!
"He is the strongest of the sword demon lineage ranked fifth among the nine clans of Hell!"
When someone saw this strong man in Hell make a move, he immediately recognized the man's identity.
This method is really too representative!
Terrifying sword energy burst out, and that palm turned into an iron-cutting divine sword, cutting towards Bu Fang's head, as if he wanted to cut Bu Fang into two halves.
The pupils of the legal monk standing not far from the step suddenly shrank.
Then put your hands together and chant the Buddha's name softly, the breath above your body burst out suddenly.
However, as soon as his breath burst out, it stagnated.
Because, seeing that Bu Fang was actually indifferent under that palm, he didn't move in his heart.
"Die! An ant-like guy!"
The strong man in Hell Prison grinned wildly, and the palm of his sword swept across. The sharp sword energy seemed to cut the ground!
The other underworld powerhouses behind him also laughed at this moment.
As if watching a good show.
"They are going to show off..."
"They found the leader as soon as they came, just to kill our spirit."
"It's too domineering...but they have domineering capital!"
…
The people around showed helplessness, they had no other way at all.
Facing this domineering Hell powerhouse, what can they do
hum...
The air was oppressed and let out an overwhelmed whine.
The velvet rope that bound Bu Fang's hair suddenly broke at this moment.
The sword palm is constantly approaching, approaching rapidly...
The distance from Bu Fang's face was getting closer and closer, and the terrifying sword energy seemed to cut and shatter the skin on Bu Fang's face.
Two inches, one inch, half an inch...
Bu Fang was indifferent and expressionless.
The strong man in Hell grinned grimly.
"die!"
One palm, finally going to hit Bu Fang on the head.
If this palm was real, Bu Fang's entire head might explode.
In the eyes of the underworld powerhouse who made the move, Bu Fang's cultivation was no more than a little sage, and this kind of cultivation was no different from an ant in his eyes.
suddenly.
The maniacal laughter of the underworld powerhouse stopped abruptly.
The surrounding laughter also stagnated.
Everyone let out a gasp.
A colorful dumpling suddenly appeared in front of the strong man of the sword demon lineage who slapped the palm.
The next moment, Bu Fang stretched out a finger and broke the dumplings.
With a bang, the dumplings exploded.
The seven-colored brilliance surged, suddenly covering the strong man in the underworld.
"What's this?!"
The other powerhouses in Hell were a little shocked.
Among them, the gaze of one strong man was even more concentrated, revealing a bit of solemnity.
"What is that? I seem to have seen 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 have no idea… "
The strong man shook his head.
"Aren't you from the lineage of the underworld chef? Your underworld chef lineage is not the best at cooking, how can you not recognize this dumpling?"
The strong man with magma surging under his skin gasped.
The legal officer's eyes lit up.
Sure enough, how could Boss Bu be like the kind of person who would easily lose money.
Boss Bu... is going to fight back!
"What's this!!"
The strong man of the sword demon lineage let out a horrified roar.
But just as the roar sounded, he was shocked to find that he couldn't move his body, and he couldn't move his eyes.
Originally, he slapped a palm, but it also froze in the air.
"I told you that the Wangqinglian can't be taken out...why don't you listen."
Bu Fang said lightly.
The next moment, he flipped his hand, and a black pot appeared in his hand, which was caught by Bu Fang.
Then, the black cauldron swung violently.
boom! !
A pot, from the bottom to the top, slammed into the face of the immobile strong sword demon.
Everyone was stunned and gasped.
The strong man of the sword demon lineage also stared blankly...
The whole person flew upside down, and blood spurted from the mouth and nose.
His body was about to fly upside down.
However, he was grabbed by the skirt with one hand and dragged back alive.
A black pot once again magnified in his eyes.
Bang bang bang! !
A black cauldron, waved like a light weight.
Every time he swung it out, he hit the face with incomparable accuracy.
boom!
There was a loud bang.
The last pot was smashed out.
The strong man of the sword demon lineage was immediately smacked, and his entire face was swollen.
There is blood gushing from the mouth and nose...
What the hell... he was stunned by a pot...
The audience is sluggish.
I don't even know what to say.
Afterwards, the powerhouses of other small worlds couldn't help laughing uncontrollably.
This laughter penetrated into the ears of the underworld powerhouses like a taunt.
Let them feel a bluish red color on their faces.
The honor and disgrace of their underworld powerhouses are one at the moment, so if one person is humiliated, they can't sit still.
Bu Fang was carrying a black pot.
With black hair fluttering all over his head, the red and white sparrow feather robe on his body was swaying, and he stared straight at everyone present with an indifferent expression.
that look...
It surprised a group of people who originally wanted to make a move.
boom!
There was a loud bang.
A burly figure suddenly landed in front of Bu Fang, and the tall figure exuded a powerful aura.
Jin Jiao stared directly at the hell powerhouse present with oppressive eyes.
"What? Are you going to do something?"
Jin Jiao raised his hand, grabbed the handle of the ghoul's soul-sealing fan on his back, and coldly scanned the audience.
The powerhouses in Hell froze for a moment.
The strong man of the sword demon lineage also turned over from the ground, staring at Bu Fang with tearing eyes.
"enough."
Suddenly, an indifferent voice lingered in the audience.
Afterwards, within the formation, a figure slowly walked out.
Kuangba's aura spread, and it actually suppressed Jin Jiao's aura.
"Leader!"
All the powerhouses in Hell bowed respectfully to that person.
hum...
There was a hum.
The man stepped forward and appeared in front of the strong man in Hell, confronting Jin Jiao.
"This is an older generation of powerhouses from the underworld puppet lineage, and he is the leader of the semi-final team in the underworld..."
Someone recognized the strong man's identity and gasped.
This is a middle-aged man, his eyelids are half raised, and he looks very tired.
But his identity made everyone present feel in awe.
The puppet lineage ranks second among the nine clans of the underworld.
"What's the matter, seeing Zhenzhang in the arena, making a lot of noise, how decent?! Do you know that you are throwing face in Hell?"
The middle-aged man said lightly.
"Lu Cheng led the team... he was the first..."
The strong man of the sword demon lineage seemed a little annoyed, and opened his mouth.
"Shut up!" The middle-aged man suddenly raised his eyes, and glanced at the strong man of the sword demon lineage, which made the strong man tremble and stopped talking.
"I said, if there are any grievances and grievances to be resolved in the semi-finals, we should be harmonious in private. As the leader of many small worlds, our Hell Prison should be friendly to the people, understand? Don't let people laugh at our Hell Prison for being too domineering. Make sense."
said the middle-aged man.
The contestants in Hell suddenly fell silent. Obviously, the power of this middle-aged man made them dare not act presumptuously.
Jin Jiao looked at Lu Cheng talking there with cold eyes, and the corner of his mouth twitched disdainfully.
"hypocritical!"
Golden Horn sneered.
"Okay... today's matter is wrong with me in Hell, so I apologize to this little brother first, but it will not be so kind when we meet in the semi-finals."
Lu Cheng smiled gently and glanced at Bu Fang.
But seeing this made him slightly stunned.
Because he found that Bu Fang was staring at him with bright eyes.
That look... made him feel uncomfortable all over.
This looks like the eyes of the prey!
The old man doesn't participate in the competition, what are you doing looking at the old man like this
Besides, if the old man wants to kill you, one finger is enough...
But he still felt a shock in his heart, because Bu Fang stared at him so hard that it made him feel hairy.
But Bu Fang was extremely excited at the moment.
The powerhouse of the Hell Puppet Lineage...
I finally met a strong man from the lineage of Hell Prison and Puppet...
Xiaobai, your hope... is here!
Soon, Lu Cheng left with the powerhouses from Hell.
Before turning around, the strong man of the Sword Demon lineage stared at Bu Fang, his eyes filled with killing intent.
Of course, Bu Fang ignored him and continued to stare at Lu Cheng.
"Zhang Xuan, is that kid still... staring at the old man?"
The corner of Lu Cheng's mouth twitched, and he asked Zhang Xuan, who was of the sword demon lineage who turned his head.
Zhang Xuan was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.
"That kid has been staring at the leader... Leader, are you and that kid old acquaintances?"
Zhang Xuan frowned and asked.
"Old acquaintance!!"
Lu Cheng's face twitched, his heart became more and more irritated, he wished he could turn around and slap Bu Fang to death.
"I'm staring at it, my heart is getting hairy..."
"Wait until the semi-finals, don't hold back any of you who meet that kid, beat me to death!"
"The old man suspects... that kid may have some bad habits, and he may fall in love with the old man's... peerless beauty?!"
Lu Cheng's face trembled.
The powerhouses in Hell Prison nodded in confusion.
Although I don't know where the leader's peerless looks come from, but the leader said that he would beat him to death, so let's beat him to death...
Lu Cheng took a deep breath and turned his head slowly.
Looking back at that moment, it seems that the youth is flowing, and the years are ups and downs...
With a slightly apprehensive look...
It was Bu Fang's straight eyes that met him, and his heart trembled.
"Crazy, this is it!"
Lu Cheng finally couldn't help but curse.
It was only when Lu Cheng and his party disappeared from sight that Bu Fang withdrew his gaze.
Bu Fang stroked his chin and fell into deep thought again.
It's just that this time of contemplation, not only how to obtain the Nine-leaf Yellow Spring Grass, but also how to pull out the heart of the puppet from the hands of the strong puppet.