Pfft …
When Bu Fang said that, his face was expressionless.
Realm Lord Ditte couldn't help but spit out.
He thought Bu Fang had some trump card. He didn't expect it to be this trick again.
It was a familiar trick.
'The Great Hoodwinker!'
Looking at Bu Fang's serious face as he raised the Perishing Pot and asked, the others twitched the corners of their mouths.
They knew very well that Bu Fang was an arrow at the end of its flight.
There was no power that could activate the Perishing Pot.
However, Bu Fang still asked the same question.
In fact, Bu Fang was bluffing and using psychological tactics to force the enemy back.
'He's worthy of being the little chef that I like …'
Realm Lord Ditte's eyes shone brightly.
In the distance …
Yang Zheng's face changed when he saw Bu Fang take out the Perishing Pot.
Not far away, the terrible fluctuations from the Perishing Pot's explosion had not disappeared. At this moment, the young man took out the Perishing Pot again.
'Isn't this young man tired?'
"No! This boy must have run out of power to activate it … Look at his face! "Yang Zheng frowned, his eyes flickering.
"Your Excellency! What if that boy can still activate it? His face is rosy and shiny! "
At this moment, the subordinate was trembling and his teeth were chattering as he said.
Yang Zheng was speechless. Was this subordinate here to slap his face?
What did he need this subordinate for?!
"Shut up!"
Yang Zheng glared at his subordinate, wishing he could slap this idiot to death!
He was trying to boost the morale of the army, but this guy was deliberately boosting the enemy's morale and messing up his own!
If this kind of person was involved in a war, he would be dragged into a pig's cage and drowned!
"Your Excellency … His face is really rosy and shiny!"
The subordinate was about to cry. He felt wronged. It was Yang Zheng himself who said to look at his face, and the other party's face was exactly as he had described.
Bu Fang's mental force hadn't recovered, but after drinking the Nine Revolution Great Path Tea, Bu Fang's mental force had recovered for a short time, which made his face look rosy and less ugly.
This was a little interesting.
Who knew if this kid could throw out another Perishing Pot?
The mushroom cloud in the distance was still rumbling.
That was a terrifying weapon that had destroyed an entire squad of Shadowfiends.
Did he dare to bet?!
He didn't dare to gamble …
Indeed, he did not dare to gamble. It was better to be safe than sorry …
Originally, Yang Zheng had some confidence in his heart. But after being tormented by his subordinates, he was no longer so sure.
Sometimes, teammates were really important. A useless teammate could ruin a great advantage.
They had waited for so long just to reap the benefits.
Now, the fat fish was right in front of them, but they were frightened by the fish and didn't dare to make a move.
Hula!
The Netherworld Ship rapidly shot through the void, shuttling through the turbulent space, avoiding the turbulence that tore the void apart.
Behind the Netherworld Ship.
The Tiger Winged Dragons roared as they bared their fangs and brandished their claws, revealing their sharp teeth.
On the back of the Tiger Winged Dragon, there were Nether Prison experts, their gazes locked onto the Netherworld Ship.
Yang Zheng's expression changed indeterminately, and he was very conflicted. Should he make a move or not?
This made him hesitate.
He was really a little afraid that Bu Fang could still throw out a Perishing Pot. The lethality of that thing was really terrifying. Swoosh!
Swoosh! Swoosh!
In the boundless void, one figure after another shot past at high speed.
They began to chase after the Netherworld Ship.
They kept darting up and down.
Suddenly, Yang Zheng's expression changed.
He slapped the head of the Tiger Winged Dragon beneath him.
"What are you doing?! Chase after it! Don't get shaken off! "
The Tiger Winged Dragon roared in pain. Its wings flapped, and its speed instantly increased as it sped toward the Netherworld Ship.
The Tiger Winged Dragon squad followed closely behind the Netherworld Ship.
"Looks like you guys don't want to guess anymore …"
Bu Fang sighed softly.
He put away the Perishing Pot.
There was no need for him to continue using it.
After all, if he could use it, he would have thrown it out a long time ago. The longer this dragged on, the more the other side would realize that he couldn't use it.
"Sure enough! This kid can't use his ultimate weapon! All of you, speed up and surround that ship! "
Yang Zheng's eyes lit up, and his aura erupted once again.
Instantly, a terrifying pressure surged out.
Behind him, a huge, ferocious goat's head emerged.
The goat's head roared.
All of a sudden …
Yang Zheng's eyes focused.
He saw Bu Fang pick up Little Hu from his shoulder and put him on the deck.
Little Hu's two fox tails wagged.
His eyes rolled and locked on a group of Tiger Winged Dragons in the distance.
Then, his eyes lit up.
He opened his mouth …
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Boom! Beams of golden light moved faster than before. The Tiger Winged Dragons didn't even have time to react before their heads exploded. Boom!
Boom! Boom!
An explosion rang out in the void.
A wave of miserable howls rang out in the void.
One figure after another fell from the sky.
Some of them frantically fled, trying to escape. They had seen the power of Bu Fang and the others, so when they were defeated, their hearts collapsed, and they lost all will to fight.
Yang Zheng clenched his teeth. These were his subordinates?
Damn it … Did they come here to be funny?
"All of you, be quiet!"
Yang Zheng let out an angry roar.
Rumbling sounds resounded in the void.
Then …
One of Little Hu's golden cannonballs dashed toward him, exploding in front of him.
His Tiger Winged Dragon howled miserably from the explosion.
Yang Zheng's voice stopped abruptly.
When his subordinates saw this scene, they became even more afraid. They urged their Tiger Winged Dragons to change directions, fleeing into the distance.
In just a short while, they all fled.
Yang Zheng felt that he had really raised a bunch of idiots.
"Damn it!"
Yang Zheng's eyes were filled with anger.
Then, he stepped on the void, chasing after the Netherworld Ship.
Terrifying Nether energy dispersed in the void. It was as if a demon goat with Nether energy was stepping on the void, wanting to smash a hole in the Netherworld Ship.
Little Hu's cannonballs kept shooting out, but Yang Zheng easily dodged them.
After all, he was an expert at the Little Saint Realm. It was easy for him to dodge Little Hu's cannonballs.
Moreover, Little Hu didn't deliberately aim at him.
"He's catching up!"
Realm Lord Ditte's face instantly became unsightly as he said.
Bu Fang gulped down a mouthful of tea, his brows slightly arching.
This fellow did have some skills.
Bu Fang furrowed his brows. Then, he flipped his hand, and a Seven-colored Divine Seal Dumpling appeared in his hand.
However, just as Bu Fang was about to throw the Divine Seal Dumpling …
All of a sudden, his mind stirred.
In his divine perception, he suddenly sensed four terrifying auras rapidly spreading over.
Bu Fang's eyes suddenly shrank.
It wasn't just Bu Fang …
You, Mengqi, Realm Lord Ditte …
Even Yang Zheng, who was following behind the Netherworld Ship, had a change in expression …
The void seemed to freeze in an instant, as if it had sunk into a deep swamp.
The Netherworld Ship could no longer move forward. It was forced to stop.
Yang Zheng also stopped moving. The pores on his body seemed to be about to explode as he vigilantly looked around.
In the sky …
Suddenly, a sinister laugh rang out.
Waves of Nether energy lingered in the air.
Yang Zheng raised his head, and his expression changed abruptly.
"Abyss Judges?!"
Dark rays of light shone down from the already dark void.
In the four corners of the void …
One after another, figures emerged from within.
They were four figures wrapped in blood-colored robes, glancing around with cold eyes.
Yang Zheng's pupils constricted under the goat mask. He never thought that he would be the one to reap the benefits!
Why did the Abyss Judges dare to touch the people of Nether Prison?!
Where did they get their guts from?!
Yang Zheng forced himself to calm down and said, "Abyss Judges … What are you going to do?!"
"Kill you."
One of the Judges said.
It was simple and direct, not beating around the bush at all.
Yang Zheng's eyes froze, feeling aggrieved.
Can't you give me some face?!
"Does the Abyss want to offend Nether Prison? I'm the Little Saint of Nether Prison's Horned Demon Clan. Killing me is tantamount to offending the Horned Demon Clan! Do you think the four Judges can bear the consequences?! "
Yang Zheng roared.
Swish!
However, as soon as he finished speaking …
The Judge's figure disappeared on the spot and reappeared in front of Yang Zheng.
A blood-colored scythe swept out, slashing toward his head.
Yang Zheng roared! His figure suddenly retreated!
Swish!
However, just as he retreated a few steps …
Another Judge appeared behind him.
A blood-red scythe slashed towards his head, accompanied by the clanking of the chains. It went straight for his goat head.
He was furious!
Yang Zheng roared. He never thought that the Judge, who was talking and laughing with him a moment ago, would want to kill him in the blink of an eye!
The people of the Abyss were indeed … fickle!
Slash!
The Judges' cultivation bases were very strong. With just two of them attacking, Yang Zheng could not fight back at all.
After all, each Judge's cultivation base was far higher than Yang Zheng's.
The weakest Judge was a Two-revolution Little Saint.
Two blood-colored scythes crossed each other in the void, and the curved part of the scythe immediately hooked onto Yang Zheng's body.
Suddenly, it was torn apart.
Yang Zheng was cut into three pieces, and his blood sprayed across the sky.
He never thought that he would die like this.
He was not killed by the beef meatballs, smashed by the black wok, or swallowed by the Perishing Pot …
Instead, he was dismembered by the Abyss Judges …
This was so frustrating!
One of the Judges suddenly appeared as if he had teleported.
The next moment, he grabbed Yang Zheng's head, which was flying into the sky, in his hand.
There was a cracking sound.
The goat mask cracked, revealing a terrified and unwilling face.
Crack!
With a thud, Yang Zheng's head exploded.
Just like that, a Little Saint had fallen. …
In the distance …
On the Netherworld Ship …
Ditte and the others felt a chill run down their spines.
They never thought that an Abyss Judge would show up.
Moreover, as soon as he appeared, he killed a Nether Prison Little Saint.
What exactly did these Abyss people want to do?
Swish …
Blood splattered across the sky.
Yang Zheng's body fell powerlessly and was swallowed by the void turbulence that drifted past, leaving nothing behind.
"Now it's your turn …"
The four Judges turned their gazes to the Netherworld Ship in the distance and said indifferently.
Their voices were cold.
Everyone felt a chill run down their spines.
"The void leading to the Abyss has been sealed … Kill all those who are not involved," one of the Judges said coldly.
A scythe flew over and floated around him.
The people on the Netherworld Ship immediately felt a chill run down their spines.
The people on the Netherworld Ship felt a chill run down their spines.
Sealed?
Why was it sealed?
This was the only passage leading to the Abyss. Did the Abyss people have some purpose?
Or was it for the Abyssal Qilin Chef Feast?
"You are also here for the Qilin Chef Feast, right? Unfortunately, the feast is about to begin. You won't be able to make it," the Judge said indifferently.
They raised their palms and pointed at Bu Fang and the others.
The next moment, a ripping sound rang out.
The blood-colored scythe spun through the air, slashing toward the Netherworld Ship.
The terrifying fluctuations caused everyone's hearts to tremble.
Realm Lord Ditte roared. His armor burst into a golden light.
A kitchen knife slashed horizontally.
It slashed toward the blood-colored scythe.
There was a loud bang.
The kitchen knife collided with the blood-colored scythe.
However, the kitchen knife was knocked away in an instant.
The power contained in the blood-colored scythe was too strong!
Realm Lord Ditte's face turned pale.
Mengqi also felt a wave of despair.
Along the way, they had been attacked by three waves of Nether Prison experts, and now they were being chased by the Abyss Judges.
It could only be said that this Abyssal Qilin Chef Feast was a feast of death for them.
Bu Fang's face was extremely grave.
At this moment, he felt extremely heavy pressure. He couldn't use the Perishing Pot, and he was powerless to resist the four Judges.
Although the Nine Revolution Great Path Tea could restore his mental force, the process would take some time.
After all, he had just used the Perishing Pot.
It would be very difficult for him to squeeze out the mental force to use it again.
It could be said that this time … he was really in a desperate situation!
What should he do?
Bu Fang frowned.
Buzz …
The faces of the four Judges in blood-colored robes were cold.
The next moment, they all waved their arms.
The sound of something piercing through the air rang out.
Four sharp blood-colored scythes shot toward the Netherworld Ship at the same time.
It was as if the shadow of death was hanging over them …
Suddenly …
It was unknown when she had appeared in front of Bu Fang.
Her black hair fluttered in the wind, and her beautiful face was expressionless.
"You?"
Bu Fang paused. He didn't seem to understand why You stood out at this time.
You glanced at Bu Fang with her black eyes.
The next moment, her eyes turned completely black, and even the whites of her eyes turned black.
Blue veins bulged and covered the corners of her eyes.
Her black dress fluttered in the wind.
You stood in front of the Netherworld Ship, her black hair fluttering in the wind as she faced the four Judges.
She fearlessly faced the four blood-colored scythes.
Her red lips parted slightly, and she spat out a word.
"Get lost!"
As soon as the word came out, a ghostly green light burst out of You's body!
In the sky, the pupils of the four indifferent Judges constricted the moment they saw You's aura change, and their bodies were shrouded in a chill.
Bu Fang froze for a moment, then he sprang to his feet.
'What does this crazy woman want to do?!
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