The Void-shattering Cannon was a unique attack created by the Vajra Realm experts. It compressed the air to the extreme with the ultimate fleshly body, then released the destructive pressure to bombard everything.
An ordinary Little Saint's fleshly body could not do this. Only the Vajra Realm experts could do it.
Their method of compressed air was not as simple as that.
Instead, it condensed all the energy in the air and compressed it to the smallest point, almost turning it into an explosive energy.
The moment it exploded, it could destroy heaven and earth, destroying everything!
Rumble …
Everyone was stunned. As far as they could see, there was only violent energy raging.
Commander Mo Yuan was a little confused. He opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to do.
He had promised Prison Overlord You Ji that he would take care of this little chef, but he couldn't decide whether to make a move or not.
So, he could only watch as Bu Fang was swallowed up by the Void-shattering Cannon.
"Alas … Forget it. This boy is destined to die here. He deserves to be enraged to the point of exploding his body."
Commander Mo Yuan let out a long sigh as he felt a little helpless.
That boy's attitude just now was really … asking for a beating.
He didn't have the same strength, but he was so arrogant … It made him feel a little uncomfortable.
The strong had their own pride.
Weaklings should have the self-awareness of weaklings.
A mere half-step Saint was arrogant enough to provoke the Little Saint and call him weak from beginning to end. In the face of an irresistible power, why would he be so arrogant?!
If he was killed, he deserved it.
The audience fell silent as they looked at the arena shrouded in energy.
Suddenly …
The Vajra Realm camp burst into cheers. They were extremely excited.
"He's dead! That boy is finally dead! "
"How dare he provoke Brother Yi Zhu! He deserves to be killed by the Void-shattering Cannon!"
"The Vajra Explosive Body has supreme power. It's almost invincible among the first-revolution Little Saints!"
…
Voices of excitement rang out incessantly.
As the Vajra Realm people cheered, the others came to their senses.
Everyone breathed a long sigh of relief. They felt a little complicated.
That infuriating brat … was finally beaten to death.
There were all kinds of arrogance in the arena. He was like a completely different person from his previous cold demeanor.
Was there something wrong with this guy?
Heavy panting sounds resounded in the arena as the energy slowly dissipated.
In the arena, there was only one tyrannical figure standing. His entire body was crimson, and one could almost see the boiling blood flowing in his body from the surface of his body.
He was like a demon god.
"He's dead! This is the consequence of provoking me. "
The ferocious-looking Yi Zhu grinned.
His body undulated up and down. In the state of Body Explosion, it consumed a lot of energy.
Even he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.
However, what was rare was that … his body could actually explode.
It wasn't easy at all.
"Little insects of the Heaven Chief Realm! Now, I've already killed the person you were relying on! Next, it's you worms! "
Yi Zhu sneered.
Then, he turned around and locked his gaze below the stage.
Over there, where You and the others are standing.
Mo Yan, Zhu Yan, and the others were already as pale as a sheet.
Was the Great Demon … killed just like that?
Yi Zhu was too strong. He was so strong that no one could muster the will to resist.
That punch seemed to be able to destroy the world.
In particular, the Void-shattering Cannon at the end, which crushed the void and made countless experts from first-class small worlds tremble with fear.
Would the Great Demon King be able to survive such an attack?
There was no way he could survive …
The Great Demon had been defeated.
The miracle of the Heaven Chief Realm … had been defeated.
You, holding Little Hu in her arms, looked at Yi Zhu in the arena with a strange expression.
Little Hu stuck out his tongue and licked his little paws, while the two fox tails behind him kept wagging.
In the Heaven Chief Realm …
In the square of the Heaven Chief Hall …
There was a dead silence. Everyone's hearts were on edge.
The whole square seemed to be filled with a deathly stillness.
City Lord Mengqi and the others all stood up in disbelief.
Their eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and they were terrified.
The Great Demon was … defeated?!
How could he survive that kind of attack?
Was it over?
Was the journey of the Netherworld's Tournament of the Great Path in the Heaven Chief Realm finally over?
…
In Forbidden Soul City …
In the first arena in the center of the square …
At this moment, the whole arena had been reduced to ruins, with rubble rolling down.
Commander Mo Yuan stood in a corner of the arena that was still intact and could not help but sigh.
'An arrogant person will eventually pay for his arrogance …'
Yi Zhu kept laughing wildly. He reached out a hand and pointed at Zhu Yan and the others in the distance.
Grinning hideously, he said, "Don't worry. Soon, you will be accompanying him, you bunch of worms!"
After killing that annoying chef, Yi Zhu felt that all his energy and blood had become much clearer.
"Who do you think I will be accompanying? The weak … "
Suddenly …
An indifferent voice resounded.
The crowd froze when they heard that.
His calm words contained an unconcealable arrogance. That arrogance … caused everyone to be extremely shocked.
It was a familiar tone, a familiar tone, and a familiar …
'What the f * ck …
'That little chef is not dead yet?!'
After being dumbfounded for a while, everyone came back to their senses. Then, they stared at the arena with widened eyes.
A gust of wind blew past.
The energy bombardment in the arena was blown away, revealing the ruins all over the ground.
Rubble was rolling down from the sky, but there was no one there.
'Hmm?'
That gave everyone pause.
'No one?
Are they hallucinating? '
'Did that arrogant voice control their hearing and make them hallucinate?'
"He's in the sky!"
Suddenly …
Someone yelled out in a hoarse voice.
Everyone was shocked, and they all raised their heads to look at the sky.
There, they saw a figure hovering in midair.
His white hair fluttered, and his Vermilion Robe flapped noisily.
He crossed his arms over his chest and soared proudly into the sky.
His chin was raised, and his eyes were squinting downward. His eyes were full of disdain and arrogance.
"It's really that little chef from the Heaven Chief Realm!"
"Heavens! He's not dead even after that?! "
"He's unscathed? How did he dodge it? Why didn't we sense anything when he was in the sky?! "
…
The audience was boiling with excitement.
The familiar posture, the familiar tone, and the familiar arrogance …
The little chef from the Heaven Chief Realm had actually dodged the destructive blow of Yi Zhu, who had exploded his body!
It was unbelievable!
It was like a miracle!
"How is this possible?!" Yi Zhu's eyes widened, and his pupils constricted as he looked up.
There, white-haired Bu Fang crossed his arms over his chest and curled his lips, looking proud and disdainful.
"Three moves. I've said that if you can touch me within three moves, I'll spare your life. Now it seems that … you haven't done it."
White-haired Bu Fang's faint voice rang out.
"So, it's my turn now …"
"Spare my life? You're just a half-step Saint?! "
Yi Zhu's blood and Qi surged again, and his whole body went berserk like a raging savage beast.
"Oh, the strength of this body is a little weak, but killing you …"
White-haired Bu Fang paused for a moment, then twitched the corner of his mouth and raised his chin proudly.
"Like slaughtering a dog."
"You're courting death!"
Roar!
Like the roar of a savage beast, the Void-shattering Cannon came roaring again, heading straight for white-haired Bu Fang in midair.
What happened next caused everyone to be dumbfounded and suck in a breath of cold air.
White-haired Bu Fang strolled leisurely in the air.
As if he was teleporting, he easily dodged the Void-shattering Cannon.
The Little Saint's aura locked onto him, but it didn't work.
The audience exclaimed.
The scene was really cool.
His white hair and clothes fluttered in the wind.
White-haired Bu Fang finally stopped crossing his arms over his chest.
Then, slowly …
Like a wisp of smoke, his figure drifted away in midair.
"Oh?
What technique is this? "
"This movement technique is … very mysterious!"
The Winged Man Valley expert was finally a little surprised. His gentle voice was sexy enough to make one's bones numb.
The Earth Prison expert also narrowed his eyes.
For the first time, Fa Wu, the monk from the West Little Buddhism Realm, watched the battle in midair seriously.
It turned out that Owner Bu was so awesome!
His movement technique was like smoke, invisible and immaterial.
When he reappeared, he was already in front of Yi Zhu.
"You're courting death! How dare you fight me in close combat! "
Yi Zhu growled.
He opened his mouth and let out a beast-like roar.
"You're still calling me … Have you forgotten my name? My name is Howling. "
However, in the face of the roaring Yi Zhu, white-haired Bu Fang was indifferent.
In the next moment, the sword's pupils shrank, and it opened its mouth and let out a tiger's roar at Yi Zhu!
ROAR! ROAR!
Yi Zhu's roar stopped abruptly.
It was as if a supreme pressure had descended from the sky and suddenly enveloped his body.
The feeling made all the pores on his body stand on end.
His boiling Qi and blood cooled down in an instant.
Meanwhile, Yi Zhu's three-meter-tall, crimson body had returned to its original form.
He had turned into a two-meter-tall Explosive Mode, but he was destroyed by a roar from white-haired Bu Fang!
…
In the spirit sea …
With his hands clasped behind his back, Bu Fang watched the battle outside with a straight face.
Divine Dragon hovered in the air, and Vermilion Bird rolled her eyes.
Even the motionless Black Turtle opened his eyes and glanced at the battle.
"Has this guy always been so arrogant?"
Bu Fang asked Divine Dragon and Vermilion Bird. The corner of his mouth twitched as he looked at White Tiger, who had been so arrogant all the way.
"That's how White Tiger is. So, Little Host, do you regret it? You should choose Nicholas the Handsome Dragon. I'm not arrogant … "
Divine Dragon said.
"You'll get used to it. White Tiger may be arrogant, but he has his reasons for being the leader of killing among us Artifact Spirits. You'll understand later."
Vermilion Bird glanced at Bu Fang and sighed.
She also wanted to go out and get some fresh air.
It was very boring to stay in the spirit sea every day.
They were not like Black Turtle, who could never wake up. They were full of energy.
"White Tiger is the leader of killing …"
Bu Fang froze for a moment. He had actually forgotten about this.
In that case, he would like to take a good look at what this so-called slaughter … was.
"White Tiger … is a proud madman."
Divine Dragon couldn't help but say.
…
Yi Zhu felt a chill run down his spine.
His eyes froze as he looked at Bu Fang in front of him.
At this moment, white-haired Bu Fang was like a real ancient savage beast, and his aura shrouded him in the will of death.
"You …"
"Weakling, are you begging for mercy? It's too late. "
At this moment, white-haired Bu Fang was like a different person, looking extremely cold.
Boom!
Yi Zhu's pupils constricted.
He instinctively raised his hand.
He felt a terrible gust of wind whistling toward him.
"Bang!"
White-haired Bu Fang suddenly punched him in the arm.
A tremendous force exploded out.
Yi Zhu, whose body had turned cold, was sent flying away.
The next moment, he felt someone grab his throat and press him hard to the ground.
Boom!
A blast of air spread.
The entire arena had completely caved in, and it had completely caved in.
At last, Commander Mo Yuan didn't even have a place to stand.
His eyes were full of shock.
A miserable howl exploded in the arena.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sound of bombardment rang out.
It was the sound of fists hitting flesh.
Every punch was filled with substance as it bombarded the body.
Standing on the ground, the crowd could feel the ground shake violently.
Roar!
The tiger's roar was deafening.
Someone looked over and sucked in a breath of cold air.
This was because they could vaguely see a gigantic Blue Wave White Tiger roaring in the arena!
Splurt!
Blood gushed out like a fountain!
Blood spurted into the sky …
Everyone felt a chill run down their spines, and their eyes widened.
In the arena, the aura that belonged to the Little Saint of the Vajra Realm vanished.
Swoosh!
A gust of wind blew over.
It blew away the dust.
In a haze …
A white-haired figure walked out of it.
He crossed his arms over his chest and raised his chin. Standing at the edge of the ruined arena, he looked straight at everyone present and snorted.
"In my eyes, everyone here is … trash."
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