'Dead?
He should be dead, right?
If he's not dead after all that … that's too heaven-defying! '
The whole Mo Family's residence seemed to have been turned into ruins, and the guest house had completely collapsed. For the Mo Family, this was a huge loss.
However, the Mo Family could afford this kind of loss. Compared to the death of a mid-grade God and Mo Hen, this loss was nothing.
A terrible aura surged in Mo Feng's eyes, and monstrous killing intent surged out of him.
As a high-grade God, he couldn't believe that he had let a Demigod kill his junior right under his nose.
So he had to cut that Demigod into a thousand pieces. So what if he was a genius Demigod?
So what if he was someone valued by the Divine Chef Temple?
If he offended the Mo Family, even the Divine Chef Temple would have to give him an explanation!
After all, the Mo Family was backed by the imperial concubine!
The golden Wheel of Law floated in midair, with the power of thirty-six Laws hovering around it.
Gods cultivated the Laws. The more Laws they fused with, the stronger their cultivation base would be.
Of course, with so many Laws, there would naturally be one that a God specialized in. That specialized Law would determine a God's offensive methods, while the other Laws would enhance the God's combat power.
The limit of a high-grade God was the fusion of eighty-one Laws.
To be able to fuse the power of 81 Laws, one's primary Law was basically a top-level Law.
Just like the heirs of aristocratic families, they were all genius Demigods.
Only genius Demigods had the chance to break through to the realm of Perfected Gods.
Mo Feng floated in midair with his hands clasped behind his back. A terrible pressure kept spreading around him, causing the void to crack.
A thick mist filled the air.
With just one move, all the water in the artificial lake was evaporated.
The terrible pressure almost startled half of the capital.
Everyone stared at the center, wondering what would happen to Bu Fang.
In fact, Bu Fang's achievement was enough for him to be a hero!
Luo Sanniang was a little sad. Bu Fang had died just like that, and she was a little hesitant.
Once Bu Fang died, it would be a great loss to the Divine Chef Temple.
No one might be able to break the seal of the ancient Heavengod's inheritance anymore.
However, there was nothing she could do about it. Her cultivation talent was good, but her foundation was too poor. She had yet to comprehend the supreme laws and top laws of the universe.
Therefore, although he was a mid-grade God, he might be able to hold back the mid-grade Gods of the Mo Family, but it was impossible for him to save Bu Fang from a high-grade God.
Blood trickled down the corner of her mouth. She was so sad that she could barely breathe.
The sound of something tearing through the air resounded.
One after another, figures stepped on the air and arrived.
In the distance.
Mo Feng, the high-grade God of the Mo Family, turned his eyes to the experts who had just arrived.
The leader was a middle-aged man.
His aura fluctuated and was incomparably terrifying.
"Why are you guys so slow?"
Luo Sanniang looked at these people blankly. She seemed a little angry.
"Luoluo, stop fooling around …" The middle-aged man looked at Luo Sanniang and said lightly.
"So you didn't come on purpose?" Luo Sanniang's eyes narrowed as if she had understood something.
"We are from the Luo Family. There is no need to start a war with the Mo Family for an outsider," the middle-aged man said.
Luo Sanniang pursed her lips and a look of disappointment appeared in her eyes.
"Second Uncle, I'm tired." Luo Sanniang sighed.
"Sister, let's go back to the family."
Behind the middle-aged man, a green-robed man slowly stepped out of the void. There seemed to be energy floating in his eyes.
He gave a deep look at the place where the steam was rising.
'The genius Bu Fang …
'He's really strong.
I really want to fight him, but he's already dead … '
Luo Hui sighed inwardly.
As the only heir of an aristocratic family who had comprehended the supreme Law of the Universe, he was eager to fight experts of the same generation.
However, because of his identity, he was not allowed to fight to his heart's content with those geniuses who had also comprehended the supreme Law of the Universe.
To be honest, he was a little envious of Bu Fang.
Although they were both kings of the same generation, Bu Fang was the freest king.
"I'm not going back to the family. I'm going to the Divine Chef Temple …" Luo Sanniang turned coldly and wanted to leave.
The Luo Family was here, so the Mo Family would not want to keep her.
After all, the Luo Family had already taken a step back and did not help Bu Fang.
Mo Feng watched indifferently as the Luo Family turned to leave and did not stop them.
Just like what the Luo Family did, the Mo Family did not want to start a war.
After all, the Luo Family was one of the three top aristocratic families. Once a war broke out, the whole capital would be shaken.
Luo Sanniang turned and left, looking lonely and sad.
Her graceful figure looked a little lonely and sad.
Luo Hui sighed softly.
"Oh?"
Suddenly …
Luo Hui frowned and looked suspiciously at the white mist hovering over the lake.
The middle-aged man, who was about to leave, also frowned and let out a soft cry of surprise.
Luo Sanniang trembled and turned abruptly.
Mo Feng, standing with his hands clasped behind his back, took a deep breath.
"Impossible!"
With a wave of his hand, a terrible gust of wind came whistling over and blew away the white mist in an instant.
The white mist dissipated.
Immediately, the central image of the dried up artificial lake was revealed.
There, a figure was lying on his back, surrounded by a turtle-colored energy … tortoise shell, and he was snoring rhythmically.
Everyone was stunned, and then an uproar broke out.
"A turtle shell? Snoring?
What the hell?
This guy is not dead yet?
Is he a cockroach? Why can't I kill him?
That's a blow from a high-grade God combined with the power of thirty-six Laws!
Mo Feng found it a little unbelievable.
He couldn't sense Bu Fang's aura, so he thought Bu Fang was dead. He didn't expect this guy to be sleeping in a turtle shell.
"Ah!"
A yawn rang out.
The figure lying in the turtle shell sat up, his dark green hair waving in the air.
Everyone had a strange look on their faces. Why did his hair color change again?
Before, the silver-haired Bu Fang had an evil and ferocious air about him.
But now, the green-haired Bu Fang gave people the feeling of … laziness.
Could a person's temperament change so much?
The green-haired Bu Fang staggered to his feet. He staggered, lost his balance, and fell to the ground again.
"Ah!"
He yawned again.
What kind of f * cking yawn was this?
Everyone present seemed to have been infected. They subconsciously opened their mouths and yawned.
This time, the green-haired Bu Fang stood firm.
Mo Feng's face was livid.
He felt a burning pain on his face. This Bu Fang, who had killed two men from the Mo Family, was still unscathed.
Why was he unscathed? Why couldn't his Law attack kill him?
There was a surge of anger in his heart.
Once again, Mo Feng disappeared from where he was as if he had teleported.
Boom!
He punched out and smashed the dark green turtle shell.
It was as if ripples were spreading out.
The punch of a high-grade God failed to break Bu Fang's defense!
This …
This time, not only Bu Fang, but all the people present were dumbfounded.
Luo Sanniang's eyes lit up. She didn't expect that Bu Fang was still alive!
"Second Uncle! Can you do it now? "
Luo Sanniang looked hopefully at the middle-aged man.
However, he just shook his head.
His answer made Luo Sanniang's heart go cold.
"Second Uncle …"
"Luoluo, you have to put the family first. Outsiders are outsiders after all …" The middle-aged man gave her a meaningful look.
His gaze made Luo Sanniang's heart tremble.
Mo Feng withdrew his fist and narrowed his eyes as he looked at the turtle shell that was very close to him.
He sensed a strange power from it, which was a bit like the Power of the Law.
'Didn't this chef comprehend the Law of Transmigration?
Is the Law of Transmigration so strong?
No … This Bu Fang comprehended the Law of Transmigration … '
Mo Feng narrowed his eyes.
"Ahh! Hit me! "
Green-haired Bu Fang said sleepily.
His infuriating look made the people around him twitch their mouths.
'What a lunatic!
I've never seen anyone so infuriating … '
"Didn't you eat? Why are you so weak like a girl? "said green-haired Bu Fang.
Mo Feng focused his eyes, and a terrible killing intent swept out.
"You're courting death!"
He stomped his foot.
The golden Wheel of Law emerged again, and the thirty-six Laws floated around it.
A terrible pressure tore the sky apart as if purple lightning was surging!
The power of thousands of Laws spread over his fist.
Mo Feng's fist smashed down hard.
"Go to hell!"
Mo Feng roared.
The attack, which contained thirty-six Laws, poured out in an instant.
It was a terrible bombardment!
It could destroy heaven and earth!
Blasts exploded, and dazzling golden light shone.
It was like the roar of a mighty army!
With a wave of his hand, the middle-aged man's defense emerged and blocked the blasts.
Under the old man's protection, the fifth prince was unscathed.
As for the others, they tumbled and crawled as they were sent flying.
Even a high-grade God would have to spend some effort to resist such an attack, wouldn't it?
Everyone sucked in a cold breath.
'Infuriating?
Now he's really being beaten! '
Everyone's eyes widened, and they couldn't wait to look at the center of the lake.
The next moment, their pupils constricted.
They found that the dark-green turtle shell in the center of the lake had turned as black as ink.
'Oh?
What's going on?
The turtle shell hasn't cracked after taking such a blow?
This Demigod is really heaven-defying! '
Mo Feng's pupils constricted.
He suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
Buzz …
The top of the turtle shell cracked, and a figure slowly emerged. Sitting on the top of the turtle shell, the figure yawned and looked at him.
"Did you have a good time?"
The green-haired Bu Fang asked.
"Good? I want you dead! "
Mo Feng's eyes were cold.
He took a step forward and appeared in front of Bu Fang in a flash.
Then, he slapped down with his palm!
The void shattered inch by inch.
A terrible gust of wind blew at Bu Fang's hair. Bu Fang looked at the palm lazily.
"Young people nowadays … are really hot-tempered," the green-haired Bu Fang said faintly.
The next moment, his body sank into the turtle shell.
Mo Feng's palm slapped the turtle shell with a rumble.
Crack …
Cracks appeared on the turtle shell.
A look of joy appeared on Mo Feng's face.
'No matter how hard your turtle shell is, it will crack under the attack of a high-grade God like Mo Feng!'
Suddenly …
Mo Feng's face began to tremble violently.
He felt as if his palm had hit a scorching hot spot.
An extremely frightening attack surged out from the tortoise shell …
'What the hell?!'
BOOM!
With a loud explosion, the turtle shell exploded!
A terrible fluctuation spread out in an instant, as if the energy that had been suppressed for a long time was released in an instant.
That instantaneous explosion was enough to destroy heaven and earth!
Mo Feng was hit by the explosive force and flew backward like a cannonball, smashing hard on the ground in the distance. His face was covered in dust and dirt, and he looked extremely miserable.
It was very powerful, but it could not hurt a high-grade God.
Amid the explosion …
The green-haired Bu Fang's hair had returned to its black color.
"Little Host, a high-grade God is a high-grade God after all. The rebound force of the turtle shell hit him in the face and disgusted him. We won't lose anything.
We can run now, "the Black Turtle's old voice rang in Bu Fang's mind.
Expressionless, Bu Fang looked at the furious Mo Feng, who was slowly climbing to his feet in the flames of the explosion.
"A high-grade God?"
The corner of Bu Fang's mouth curved upward slightly.
"It's not enough to hit him in the face …"
Bu Fang's feet touched the ground, and his figure soared into the sky.
Bu Fang raised his hand, his indifferent voice echoing through the void.
"Wok, come."
The Black Turtle Constellation Wok appeared.
"Knife, come."
The Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife appeared in his hand.
"Stove, come …"
The belt soared into the sky, bursting with dazzling light.
Bu Fang's eyes shone brightly.
With a thought in his mind, his divine sense surged.
Ingredients surging with terrible fluctuations emerged one after another.
Under the watchful eyes of so many people, Bu Fang was going to cook at this moment?
What the hell?!
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