"No, I just want to borrow the fruit in your hand." Bu Fang said seriously with a serious face.
At this moment, Tianxuanmen is very quiet, only the sound of howling cold wind resounds, so although Bu Fang's voice is not loud, his words are clearly heard by almost everyone.
Sisters Xiao Yanyu and Xiao Xiaolong grinned their teeth and felt dumbfounded. Under such a severe situation, you actually ran over to borrow the fruit... and it was a seventh-rank spiritual fruit. Do you really think the other party is a fool
Xiao Xiaolong wanted to complain, but seeing Bu Fang's serious expression, he felt that his words became very pale... Boss Bu, maybe he really came to borrow fruit.
Xiao Meng restrained his true energy, and looked at Bu Fang seriously, Boss Bu dared to appear here? Alone? What about the Ninth Rank Supreme Beast and the weird puppets? Didn't come with him
Without this supreme beast and strange puppet, Bu Fang might not be anything to fear, because his cultivation base is only a fourth-rank battle spirit, and almost everyone present can crush him, so where did he get the confidence to dare Zhao Musheng What about borrowing fruits in front of you
Zhao Musheng looked at Bu Fang indifferently. He was not familiar with Bu Fang, but he had only heard of such a person, the owner of the black heart shop in the imperial capital? The owner of a small shop with the protection of the Ninth Rank Supreme Beast
For this, Zhao Musheng just sneered, what kind of Supreme Beast exists, how could it be possible to guard a small shop? Those people are really boasting too much.
"Oh? Lend me the fruit in my hand? Why?" Zhao Musheng said with a half-smile, he raised his hand, and in the midst of the qi floating, the three-pattern enlightenment fruit floated up.
The rich spiritual energy dissipated around the Dao Enlightenment Fruit, and Bu Fang was delighted when he saw this scene. These three-pattern Enlightenment Fruits were really extraordinary, and could indeed be the main ingredient for brewing fine wine.
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Bu Fang's face remained unchanged. He glanced at Zhao Musheng and said indifferently, "Why? I didn't borrow from you. Why do you care about me?"
Zhao Musheng froze for a moment, and the peace on his face disappeared immediately, with a feeling of anger turning from embarrassment.
The essence of what Bu Fang said is correct, because the three-line enlightenment fruit should belong to Emperor Changfeng, and Bu Fang borrowed it from Emperor Changfeng...
"The fruit at this moment is in my hands, so tell me, why should I give it to you?" Zhao Musheng sneered, glanced at Bu Fang disdainfully, sensing the cultivation of the other party's fourth-rank battle spirit, and said: "Just With your fourth-rank battle spirit cultivation base?"
Xiao Meng was a little scared on the side, but strictly speaking, Bu Fang was his benefactor, because Bu Fang's medicinal diet had rescued Ji Ru'er, so he didn't want to see Bu Fang being beaten to death by Zhao Musheng's anger.
Because the dog and the puppet were not there, Xiao Meng couldn't figure out where Bu Fang's confidence and Zhao Mu's toughness came from.
Bu Fang frowned, and looked at Zhao Musheng seriously, "I don't like fighting."
"But if necessary, you can also choose to use violence to solve the problem."
Then he raised his hand, the icon on his wrist flickered suddenly, green smoke swirled around, and a kitchen knife as black as ink was held in his hand.
Zhao Musheng was taken aback, Xiao Meng was taken aback, and even Ji Chengxue, who had just recovered, was stunned.
Can you imagine the sense of humor when a fourth-rank battle spirit faces a seventh-rank war saint with a kitchen knife and says to use violence to solve a problem
Outside the Tianxuan Gate, in the void.
Seeing this scene, Ni Yan couldn't help laughing out loud, why is Boss Bu so cute
Seeing Bu Fang's earnest appearance holding a kitchen knife and trying to provoke Zhao Musheng, Ni Yan only felt a burst of joy. She never understood why Bu Fang got involved in that dispute. It turned out that it was because of San Wen's enlightenment...
As expected of a cook, he would risk his life for a precious ingredient.
Suddenly, Ni Yan's laughter stopped abruptly, and what replaced her beautiful face was unbelievable.
She stared wide-eyed and looked into the distance... only to see that the first formation of the two dragons, which was destroyed by Zhao Musheng, was actually operating again, and a more vigorous and primitive aura surged from under the entire palace. out.
This is an aura that is more terrifying than the first battle of the two robbery dragons that was activated before!
what happened? !
Ni Yan's face was dull.
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In Tianxuan Sect, everyone was amused by the figure holding a black kitchen knife in the arena. The fourth-rank war spirit provoked the seventh-rank war saint... Isn't this directly looking for death? The gap between the two is like a gap, which cannot be bridged at all.
Xiao Meng's true energy was raised again, he was always ready to rescue Bu Fang, he couldn't just watch his benefactor be slapped to death by Zhao Musheng.
However, the scene that happened next almost knocked out everyone's eyeballs.
Zhao Musheng was very disdainful of Bu Fang's provocation. If any fourth-rank war spirit could unscrupulously provoke a seventh-rank war saint, then what is the majesty of the seventh-rank war saint
So Zhao Musheng threw a palm at Bu Bianyi, a palm full of true energy, enough to easily obliterate the palm of a fourth-rank war spirit.
That palm was light and fluttering, as if it was about to crush a fly to death.
Bu Fang looked at Zhao Musheng expressionlessly, looked at Zhao Musheng's slap, Bu Fang raised the kitchen knife in his hand, the real energy in his dantian surged, poured into the kitchen knife, and the pitch black kitchen knife that looked like a lump suddenly a huge change occured.
Bright golden brilliance burst out from the kitchen knife, very dazzling, almost illuminating the entire Tianxuan Gate, and then a long and violent dragon chant resounded from above the kitchen knife.
Roar! !
Accompanied by the sound of the dragon chant resounding from the kitchen knife, the entire Tianxuan Gate trembled, and another distant dragon chant rose up.
Slashing Zhao Musheng's true energy with a single blow, Bu Fang carried the huge golden keel kitchen knife on his shoulder, and looked around suspiciously... how could there be two dragon chants.
Zhao Musheng's complexion changed when he sensed the dragon's chants, the kitchen knife gave him a huge sense of threat, and he could feel that the first battle of the two dragons, which should have been silent, seemed... to work again!
How could it work again? Isn't the eye of the formation the corpse of Ji Changfeng? The eye of the formation is shattered, how can this formation be activated
Zhao Musheng looked around with an ugly face, but found that the brilliance of the formation this time was not projected on Ji Changfeng's coffin, but one after another... on the big kitchen knife in the hand of the young man in front of him? !
Bu Fang was carrying the golden keel kitchen knife, and he was slightly absent-minded. It wasn't that he was frightened by this formation, but that he suddenly found a lot of information in his mind, which seemed to be... a way to control this formation.
Bu Fang was a little suspicious, he glanced at the stunned people around him blankly, and then moved his mind, following the control method.
The brilliance of the golden keel kitchen knife became stronger and stronger, and bursts of bright energy burst out from under Bu Fang's feet. A phantom of a dragon with teeth and claws swirled soaring into the sky, which was different from the phantom of the dragon incarnated by Emperor Changfeng. Fang's dragon seemed to have a little more spirituality.
The divine dragon roared and meandered, and then the huge dragon's head lowered. Under the control of Bu Fang, the dragon's eyes slowly stared at Zhao Musheng.
Bu Fang was determined, twitched the corner of his mouth, changed his posture and carried the golden keel kitchen knife, and said to Zhao Musheng indifferently: "Now...do you still want to use violence to solve the problem?"