Blood gushed out of the blade in an instant.
A terrible wave of air rushed out of the purple-haired young man's hand and swept out in all directions.
Just when all the nobles thought that nothing had happened, something horrifying suddenly happened.
The Blood Guards were chopped into two halves by this slash.
His body was split into two, starting from the waist, which was cut in half.
Slash!
Slash! Blood gushed out of their bodies and splattered between heaven and earth.
This scene was horrifying, and it made one's hair stand on end.
No one thought that a chef could really fight against an army of thousands!
Marchioness Moti froze in midair.
That scene made her heart tremble.
Her Blood Guards had swept across the universe and were invincible.
However, they were cut in half by the purple-haired chef with one slash!
One slash … It was really just one slash!
The Blood Guards, who had swept across the universe, were all cut in half.
Countless corpses fell from the void.
These Blood Guards, who had been cut in half, had lost the ability to resurrect. Their bodies were wriggling, but soon …
One after another, panic-stricken Divine Souls emerged from their bodies.
Like a madman, he fled in all directions at lightning speed.
The ten Saints of the Great Path were all killed by the purple-haired Bu Fang with one slash!
It was not just the nobles present.
Even Bu Fang, who was in his spirit sea, was slightly stunned.
'Qilin is indeed … a big shot.'
"White Tiger, you still have to learn more."
Gold Dragon said to White Tiger, twisting his waist.
White Tiger snorted proudly and turned his head away.
Among the many Artifact Spirits, Qilin was the strongest. After possessing Bu Fang, the strength he could exert was naturally extremely formidable.
Of course, when Bu Fang's strength stepped into the level of a Chaotic Saint, the power he could exert would be even greater.
At that time, he could also use White Tiger's possession.
Of course, he could not do it now.
Purple-haired Bu Fang had an evil smile on his face.
This kind of evil charm made all the nobles feel cold all over.
If the black-haired Bu Fang from before gave the nobles the impression that he was cold and aloof …
White-haired Bu Fang was a tsundere.
In that case, the purple-haired Bu Fang was evil.
Being stared at by him was like facing death.
Marchioness Moti's face darkened.
A Duke?
Impossible …
How did this chef manage to display such strength?
In the distance.
Purple-haired Bu Fang waved his hand, and the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife spun in his hand.
"Little lump, hurry up and absorb … This is a sumptuous feast for you."
The purple-haired Bu Fang said with a faint smile.
Xiao Bai's mechanical eyes lit up as he held the metal spear.
Then, its stomach spun and turned into a pitch-black whirlpool.
Buzz …
The vortex spun, and a huge suction force suddenly erupted, as if it wanted to suck everything into its belly.
This suction force made people feel terrified …
In the sky …
The divine souls of the Blood Guards who were killed by purple-haired Bu Fang with one slash were trying to escape.
He originally wanted to escape, but he was sucked into Whitey's body by Whitey's suction force …
"How dare you!"
Marchioness Moti flew into a rage.
If their divine souls were sucked away, her army would be destroyed.
And she would become the laughingstock of Void City.
She could not believe that a marquis's army was destroyed by a chef!
How could she endure such humiliation?!
Buzz …
Holding the blood-colored knife in her hand, a knife light streaked across the sky and slashed wildly toward Xiao Bai.
She was going to destroy this metal puppet!
The nobles present sucked in their breaths. Many of them still remembered Bess's fate.
Bess's desperate face was still vivid in their minds.
The clothes-stripping maniac?
No … This iron puppet was a Taotie!
A monster that ate people without spitting out their bones!
Marchioness Moti flew into a rage and unleashed her strength to the extreme.
Chaotic Energy surged and rolled over her head. If one looked closely, they would find that there were hundreds of strands of Chaotic Energy.
This was an astonishing number.
The knife, wrapped in Chaotic Energy, slashed toward Xiao Bai.
However, it was blocked by a kitchen knife.
Clang!
The blood-colored knife and the golden kitchen knife collided.
A clanging sound rang out, and the void shattered.
"How dare you use a knife in front of me? Are you courting death?"
Marchioness Moti's voice was cold.
The blood knife in her hand spun, and in an instant, it turned into thousands of knife lights and slashed toward Bu Fang.
It was as if they could cut Bu Fang into pieces in an instant.
This move was extremely terrifying.
However …
Purple-haired Bu Fang smiled wickedly.
Then, he began to swing the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife.
Countless knife energies were chopped into pieces by him with just a kitchen knife …
The knife lights were so fast that no one could see their shadows. Everyone sucked in a cold breath.
Rumble!
In a flash, the two of them were fighting.
Marchioness Moti and purple-haired Bu Fang fought fiercely. The kitchen knife and the blood-colored knife collided.
However, every time they collided, Marchioness Moti was sent flying backward.
The duke-level pressure emanating from Bu Fang made Marchioness Moti's face turn extremely unsightly.
She felt as if she could not block it.
She kept falling into a disadvantageous position.
Every move was as terrifying as a dragon!
Was he really just a chef?
He was just a chef, not even a Chaotic Saint, and yet he was giving her the pressure of a duke-level expert.
She did not believe it!
Bu Fang displayed the majestic blood-colored knife technique, and every slash seemed to be able to shake the starry sky!
However, purple-haired Bu Fang was still as relaxed as ever. His casual resistance made Marchioness Moti furious.
This was a humiliation!
In the distance …
Xiao Bai was very excited as he sucked.
His mechanical eyes flashed.
Xiaopi and Little Hu stood in front of Xiao Bai.
Some lone Blood Guards tried to stop Xiao Bai from absorbing the divine souls, but they were all blown away by Little Hu's Soul Demon meatball.
These two little fellows were like the most domineering men, blocking anyone from Xiao Bai's path.
Countless divine souls struggled to be absorbed by Xiao Bai.
The more he absorbed, the stronger Xiao Bai's aura seemed to become.
The scene sent chills down the backs of countless nobles.
What kind of monster did the chef bring with him?
Could it be that the chef's plan to wreak havoc in District B was really going to be completed by him?
Who else could stop him?
The other marquises?
Some nobles thought so, but they felt that this idea was a little … unrealistic.
Three marquises were attacking at the same time just to deal with a chef?
Rumble!
Just when many people were in a daze …
Marchioness Moti kept roaring.
Her saber continued to slash downwards. Streaks of saber aura shot out in all directions, turning many of the buildings in District B into ruins.
However, none of the terrible knife energy could get close to purple-haired Bu Fang.
"You're really … hot-tempered, woman."
Purple-haired Bu Fang smiled evilly and shook his head.
"You … must die!"
Marchioness Moti had never been so humiliated as she was today.
Buzz …
The blood knife swept out.
However, it was blocked by the golden kitchen knife.
Purple-haired Bu Fang looked indifferently at Marchioness Moti. The next moment, purple light swirled in his eyes.
Their eyes met.
Rumble!
Marchioness Moti felt her heart tremble as a huge pressure pressed down on her.
Her spirit sea seemed to want to resist at this moment.
"I forgot to tell you that my strongest skill is not my kitchen knife, but my mental force."
Purple-haired Bu Fang chuckled.
Marchioness Moti froze.
The next moment, she was completely subdued.
Suddenly, a stomping sound rang out in her boundless spirit sea.
A Qilin glowing purple descended upon her spirit sea. Her mental force struggled to resist, but it was all torn to pieces!
Splurt!
Marchioness Moti coughed out a mouthful of blood.
The nobles around her felt a chill.
"Dammit …"
"Marchioness Moti … really can't defeat him?!"
"Is this chef … so strong? Since he can suppress a marchioness, does he really have the strength of a duke? "
Now, no one thought that Bu Fang's claim that he could fight against an army alone was a joke.
If even a marchioness couldn't stop him, then only a duke could.
"What should we do?
Is District B really going to be destroyed? "
Suddenly …
Just when all the nobles were shocked …
Dong! Dong!
The sound of a drum rang out.
The drum was not loud, and the beat was scattered.
In the next moment, the sound was like the evening drum and morning bell, and it lingered in everyone's ears, causing their eardrums to tremble.
In the depths of District B.
A silhouette strode over.
This time, it was not a woman, but a seductive man.
He held a rattle-drum in his hand and gently shook it.
As soon as the man appeared …
The nobles broke into an uproar.
"It's Marquis Lang Gu! Finally, a second marquis has stepped forward! "
Many people were overjoyed.
If one marquis couldn't defeat him, what about two?
It had been hundreds of thousands of years since two marquises joined forces!
Rumble!
The sound of the rattle-drum was like a wave crashing against the sea.
Marchioness Moti coughed out a mouthful of blood. With the help of the drum, she escaped from the purple-haired Bu Fang's eyes.
Leaning on his saber, he landed on a building and panted heavily.
"There's something strange about this chef!"
Marchioness Moti said.
Marquis Lang Gu slowly descended from the sky, swaying his hips. His face was covered with makeup, and he looked neither fish nor fowl.
"Oh, Little Moti, why are you being bullied so badly? Come, let me help you …"
Marquis Lang Gu covered his mouth and chuckled. At this moment, he felt that he was the most beautiful woman in the city.
He glanced at the purple-haired Bu Fang, raised the rattle-drum, and shook it gently.
Thump, thump.
As the drum vibrated, it seemed to connect with Bu Fang's heartbeat.
As the drum vibrated, Bu Fang's heart beat rhythmically as well.
It was a very uncomfortable feeling.
Many nobles could not stand the rhythm, and they coughed up a mouthful of blood, their faces pale.
Xiao Bai's absorption of the divine souls was nearing the end.
Marchioness Moti could not stop him now.
She vented all her anger and killing intent on the purple-haired Bu Fang.
"What kind of trick is this?"
In his spirit sea.
Bu Fang clutched his chest and furrowed his brows.
"This is the Soul Crushing Drum. It may look like a rattle-drum, but it's a famous weapon in Void City!"
The Black Turtle said.
He had lived the longest, and he had seen the most.
"Then how do we stop it?"
Bu Fang frowned.
He felt as if his blood was boiling, and his heart was about to explode.
"It's easy to stop it … Qilin knows how to do it."
The Black Turtle said.
After that, he fell silent and said no more.
Purple-haired Bu Fang narrowed his eyes.
The sound of the drum lingered in the air. It was useless even if he covered his ears.
Looking at the enchanting Marquis Lang Gu, who kept shaking the rattle with his thumb and middle finger, the corners of his mouth twitched into a wicked smile.
'Sound waves?
Who doesn't know something about music these days? '
Buzz …
Purple-haired Bu Fang raised his hand.
He put away the Dragon Bone Knife.
He grabbed the Qilin Transmigration Ladle in his hand. Apart from the Qilin Transmigration Ladle …
In his hand was the normal-sized Black Turtle Constellation Wok.
He held the ladle in one hand and the wok in the other.
Purple-haired Bu Fang grinned.
He knocked the ladle hard on the Black Turtle Constellation Wok.
Dong!
Dong! Dong!
It was a rhythmic knocking.
In the distance, the face of Marquis Lang Gu, who was shaking the rattle, froze.
The rattle-drum, which had been swaying with his thumb and middle finger, suddenly got stuck, and the rhythm completely collapsed.
The corner of Marchioness Moti's mouth twitched.
The nobles around her were speechless.
Did the wok and ladle have such a function?!
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