The whole place fell silent, and everyone was dumbfounded.
They stared at Bu Fang in disbelief.
Drip.
Crimson blood flowed down and dripped on the ground, creating ripples as if it had fallen into a pond.
The people present didn't know what to say. They were all shocked by the scene in front of them.
On the way to the reception hall, they all sucked in their breaths and shivered.
"He's crazy …"
"This chef from the Divine Chef Temple is courting death! Does he think he can do whatever he wants just because he has the Divine Chef Temple as his backer?"
"He's a madman. I'm afraid even the Divine Chef Temple can't protect him now."
…
They all shook their heads and looked at Bu Fang, who now had a head full of silver hair. They sighed with emotion.
If Bu Fang had only saved a woman, he might have survived for the sake of the Divine Chef Temple.
But …
Once Bu Fang killed the heir of the Mo Family, it would be tantamount to completely falling out with the Mo Family.
Then, there would be no room for peace.
Even Luo Sanniang never thought that Bu Fang would go so far.
It was indeed crazy to kill the heir of the Mo Family with one move!
However, she somehow felt a little hot-blooded!
Slash!
Mo Cang's eyes widened in disbelief. His body was lifted up, and he felt a sharp pain in his chest. Blood kept flowing out of his chest and dripping on the ground.
He felt as if his heart had been crushed in an instant.
However, he was, after all, an exceptional Demigod, and his body's healing power was very strong.
Even though his heart was crushed, he was still alive.
The Mo Family's means could save him.
So, he had to escape from the madman in front of him now.
He was an exceptional Demigod, but in front of Bu Fang, he was as weak as a child and was killed in an instant.
This was a huge blow to Mo Cang.
Of course, no matter how big the blow was, it was not as important as his life.
All he had to do now was survive!
"Let go of me!"
Mo Cang coughed up blood.
His eyes grew sharp as he tried to break free.
White-haired Bu Fang glanced indifferently at him.
Boom!
A terrifying thought suddenly shot out and hit Mo Cang's body.
Mo Cang sensed a terrifying intent and his spiritual consciousness felt like it was going to collapse in an instant.
Blood spurted from his nose and mouth.
Like a dead dog, Mo Cang was sent flying and crashed into the distance.
He was on the verge of death.
After shaking off Mo Cang, the white-haired Bu Fang's gaze shifted, locking onto the trembling Mo Hen in the distance.
This was the person the host wanted to kill.
"He's courting death …"
White-haired Bu Fang shook his head. The next moment, an oppressive roar erupted from his body, and his figure disappeared on the spot as if he had teleported.
When he appeared again, he was already in front of Mo Hen.
"You …"
Mo Hen's pupils constricted. He felt that the guy in front of him seemed to have changed into another person.
He became even more ruthless.
"You can't kill me!"
Mo Hen roared.
"You're courting death, and you're not letting me kill you?"
White-haired Bu Fang said coldly. His silver hair fluttered in the wind, and his sword-like eyes seemed to be able to pierce through one's heart.
In the distance …
The mid-grade God Pavilion Elders, who were shocked by Bu Fang's sudden move, all shouted angrily.
Furious, they struck out in an instant.
It was as if it had crossed the vast sky. In an instant, it was right next to Bu Fang.
"Evil creature! You still want to be violent?! The Mo Family is not a place for you to behave atrociously! "
The mid-grade God was extremely cold. Streams of the Power of Law overlapped and swept out, pressing down on the white-haired Bu Fang. He wanted to kill Bu Fang.
Mo Hen was so scared that he could not move.
White-haired Bu Fang's eyes rolled slightly.
The corners of his mouth curved upward.
Then, he slapped the ground with his palm.
A loud bang rang out.
White-haired Bu Fang's figure spun 360 degrees in an instant.
He only spun once.
Bu Fang's figure disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was behind the mid-grade God.
A terrible chill enveloped the mid-grade God in an instant, making him feel cold all over!
"Dammit!"
The mid-grade God roared. He could not believe that his attack had missed!
White-haired Bu Fang stuck close to the mid-grade God's body and smiled coldly.
"In my eyes, all of you are … trash!"
His voice rang out.
The mid-grade God's pupils constricted.
Rumble!
The next moment …
White-haired Bu Fang grabbed his head and smashed it hard to the ground.
With a loud bang, the ground exploded and a huge pit was formed. The pit was filled with rolling rubble.
Roar!
It was as if a white tiger had swooped down from the sky.
In a flash, it hit the mid-grade God's body.
Rumble!
White-haired Bu Fang rose into the sky, while the mid-grade God howled miserably.
This scene happened right in front of Mo Hen. At this moment, he felt an unprecedented fear.
He had never thought that a mere Demigod could be so terrifying.
They were both Demigods, but why was the gap between them so huge?
"Evil creature!"
The mid-grade God was in a sorry state, bleeding all over and furious.
He never thought that he would be beaten so badly by a Demigod!
White-haired Bu Fang twitched the corner of his mouth as he hovered in midair.
The next moment, he raised his hand like a tiger's claw, and a silver-white flame was burning in his palm.
"Host has finally activated the Divine flame … This thing is a great killing weapon."
White-haired Bu Fang's eyes were somewhat blurred as he stared at the silver flame.
Then …
He flicked his finger.
A silver flame shot down like a meteor, reaching the mid-grade God in a flash.
With a rumble, it pierced through his body.
That mid-grade God probably didn't expect that his body would be pierced through!
"The power of the Divine flame is invincible, and this is only the fusion of three Laws. If three thousand Laws were fused into one flame, just a wisp of it would be enough to turn a mid-grade God like you into ashes."
White-haired Bu Fang twitched the corner of his mouth and said disdainfully.
Rumble!
Of the three mid-grade Gods, one was held back by Luo Sanniang, while the other two were attacking Bu Fang.
However, one of them was seriously injured by white-haired Bu Fang, and the other one suddenly came to his senses and unleashed a great killing blow.
However, Bu Fang, who was possessed by White Tiger, had completely changed his fighting style.
White Tiger was in charge of killing, and Bu Fang's body was filled with brutal killing intent.
Buzz …
It was as if he was teleporting.
White-haired Bu Fang disappeared from where he was in a flash.
At this moment, his strength, speed, and fighting skills were all improved countless times.
Before the mid-grade God could react, his body was hit by hundreds of attacks.
After a series of fierce attacks, he was even pinned to the ground by white-haired Bu Fang.
A terrible explosion broke out in an instant.
White-haired Bu Fang's palm was burning with the Divine flame.
The mid-grade God's fleshly body was blown up in an instant!
A shrill and miserable howl resounded through the entire area. Everyone was already dumbstruck.
It was a battle that happened in the blink of an eye.
One after another, the two mid-grade Gods were seriously injured.
The divine sense of mid-grade Gods was very strong. Even if their fleshly bodies were destroyed, their souls could still escape.
But how could they escape from white-haired Bu Fang?
His eyes narrowed slightly, and a disdainful sneer flashed across his face.
White-haired Bu Fang held a silver flame in his hand. With a flick of his finger, the flame turned into a colorful tiger and pounced on the mid-grade God's soul.
The sound of biting and tearing was accompanied by a miserable howl.
The mid-grade God's divine soul was destroyed in an instant.
It was completely devoured by Bu Fang's Divine flame, and his Power of the Law had fused with the Six Paths. Although some of the Laws were lost, it was not a loss.
When the mid-grade God finally fell, Yang Qi's eyes widened.
Everyone was boiling with excitement!
"Dead?!
He's really dead! "
"A mid-grade God of the Mo Clan is dead?!"
"Good heavens!
What happened?! "
Everyone felt their hearts shrink as if a nightmare was roaring in their heads.
A mid-grade God was the backbone of an aristocratic family, and the death of a mid-grade God was a major blow to the family.
Especially when it was a mid-grade God like Bu Fang, an expert among mid-grade Gods!
"This genius Demigod is really heaven-defying!
Even the young master of the Mo Clan can't do this! "
Mo Hen was trembling all over.
He looked at Bu Fang in horror.
"Bu Fang is … dead?!"
"He was killed by that demon-like man!"
"Is he really a f * cking chef? How could there be such a ferocious chef?
Aren't all the chefs in the Divine Chef Temple so weak that they only know how to use kitchen knives?
Without hesitation … "
Mo Hen turned, scrambled, and tried to flee.
He ran wildly, trying to escape from white-haired Bu Fang's slaughter.
White-haired Bu Fang withdrew his Divine flame and focused his eyes.
A faint sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Then, he stomped his foot down.
The ground exploded in an instant.
Like a tiger coming down the mountain, he moved as fast as lightning and approached Mo Hen!
Mo Hen's whole body was shaking like a sieve!
At this moment, he really regretted it.
The crown prince was seriously injured, a Cabinet Elder was crippled, and another Cabinet Elder was killed!
'Is this the strength of a top genius Demigod like the young master?!
I can't believe he's so ridiculous as to want to devour the talent of such an existence! '
Mo Hen rolled and crawled, snot and tears streaming down his face. Facing death, he really felt fear.
Luo Sanniang was entangled with a mid-grade God, but she was extremely shocked.
'Crazy!
This is too crazy!
I can't believe he killed a mid-grade God! How crazy is that?! '
She realized that she had underestimated Bu Fang.
'If he can kill even a mid-grade God, then this Bu Fang … is probably the strongest genius Demigod under the crown prince!'
Boom! Boom!
The ground exploded again and again.
Mo Hen frantically fled toward the guest tower.
However, he was no match for white-haired Bu Fang, and he was caught up in just a flash.
White-haired Bu Fang said nothing. The Divine flame lingered over his palm.
The Power of the Law was surging in the Divine flame.
Although it had devoured so many Laws, the Power of the Law in the Divine flame was disorderly. Only the rich fragments of the Law floated and spread.
In the sky, the Divine flame suddenly turned into a tiger's claw.
Mo Hen was fleeing frantically.
The tiger's claw fell out of thin air.
It was powerful enough to kill a mid-grade God.
Once the flaming tiger's claw fell, Mo Hen would die for sure!
The mid-grade God who was fighting with Luo Sanniang was furious.
All the people on the guest building didn't move, either. They could only watch Bu Fang chase after Mo Hen …
The fifth prince sat on a chair in the guest tower, fiddling with a jade bead as he watched Mo Hen flee in a panic.
A playful smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.
"Teacher, please save Mo Hen. That boy is Mother's nephew after all … If I save his life, Mother will owe me a favor."
The fifth prince smiled faintly.
The old man opposite the Fifth Prince immediately opened his eyes.
There was a faint divine light flashing in his eyes.
"There's no need for me to do anything … This is the Mo Family, and their experts will help."
The old man said.
As soon as his voice rang out …
A clap of thunder exploded in the sky!
A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky.
"Evil creature! You killed a Pavilion Master of the Mo Family, and you deserve to die! Unforgivable! "
A voice that seemed to come from the ninth heaven resounded.
The next moment …
In the sky, the clouds parted.
Suddenly, a finger fell from the sky!
It went straight for Bu Fang.
White-haired Bu Fang jerked his head up. His silver hair spread out and lashed at the void.
The White Tiger's Sword Eye went straight for the finger in the sky.
The flaming tiger's claw changed direction and collided with the finger!
The tiger's claw collapsed at the first touch!
The whole artificial lake exploded.
The terrible pressure of the divine sense enveloped the whole place …
It was as if a towering mountain was falling!
White-haired Bu Fang stood still. The water of the artificial lake splashed like a heavy rain. The rain wet his face, making him look even more demonic.
"A high-grade God?!"
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