Bu Fang brought Xiao Ya along as they walked on the street.
A light drizzle began to fall from the sky. This rain was extremely sudden and strange. The air in the entire street seemed to have turned ice-cold at this moment. It was extremely bone-piercing.
Stepping on the bricks on the ground, Bu Fang's footsteps halted. Xiao Ya followed closely beside Bu Fang, looking around in fear.
The rain fell faster and faster, splashing on the ground.
In the next moment, a graceful figure slowly appeared in the distance.
She wore a long green dress with a slit on her thighs, causing her hazy and fair thighs to be faintly discernible. It was extremely eye-catching. Her long hair spread out and fluttered in the wind. Her body emitted a sparkling brilliance, causing the rainwater to bounce away the instant it fell.
The woman's luscious red lips curled up slightly to reveal an arc. There seemed to be a hint of playfulness and disdain in her eyes, and it was fully expressed when her red lips curled up.
The woman wore a pair of light green boots that covered half of her lower legs. The remaining skin was smooth and full of enchanting luster.
She held a thin sword in her hand. The blade of the thin sword trembled slightly, as if it was making a soundless sword cry.
The woman's long eyelashes fluttered, looking at Bu Fang, who was in the middle of the long street.
"You offended His Highness, and you still want to leave?" The woman said softly. Her voice was soft and charming, as if she was breathing into his ears.
Bu Fang furrowed his brows and indifferently looked at the woman.
The Heavenly Spring's Saint Son had sent someone to take action? He was indeed a person who would seek revenge for the smallest grievance.
Anyway, let them come … Since they were here, he would kill them.
Bu Fang gently exhaled.
Green smoke twirled around his hand. In the next moment, the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife appeared in his hand, and true energy poured into it.
A dragon roar reverberated in the sky, deafening. The pitch-black Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife instantly turned into a golden kitchen knife, which he carried on his shoulder.
Xiao Ya stood behind Bu Fang, timidly watching the scene.
At this moment, the atmosphere suddenly became intense and austere.
When Lu Ji saw Bu Fang's actions, the curve of her red lips suddenly became bigger, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.
"You little brat … you're really interesting. You're actually thinking of resisting. Is there any meaning in that? With the strength of someone who has broken through one of the Supreme-Being's shackles, you still want to escape from me? "
This woman's cultivation was very strong. Although she was inferior to the Saint Son, she was still a powerhouse at the Divine Soul Realm, so she was naturally extraordinary.
Although Bu Fang felt that it was a little tricky, he was not afraid.
Although this woman was strong, he also had his own methods.
As if she felt that she had talked too much with Bu Fang, the lady in the green dress gently swung her thin sword. Her waist swayed as if she was dancing.
Suddenly, the woman stepped on the ground.
Crash!!
The rainwater on the ground was immediately separated from the two sides. The woman was extremely fast, and in an instant, she sped away.
Her long hair fluttered, and her eyes, which were filled with killing intent, suddenly locked onto Bu Fang's body. This woman's sword had already appeared in front of Bu Fang.
Bu Fang still carried the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife, looking at the thin sword that was continuously enlarging in his eyes. His eyes did not even blink.
That calm and expressionless appearance suddenly made Lu Ji's heart feel a little uneasy.
How could she feel uneasy?
Even Lu Ji herself felt that it was a little absurd. With her strength, killing this Divine Physique Echelon Realm ant in front of her should be very easy.
However, Bu Fang's appearance was really too calm. It was as if victory was already in his hands, and he had a well-thought-out plan.
That appearance, it was as if he was going to eat her!
Could it be that this brat really had some tricks up his sleeves?
Buzz …
The thin sword swayed, and the body of the sword started to sway, causing the falling raindrops to fly away.
Lu Ji's figure instantly retreated rapidly, looking at Bu Fang with extreme vigilance.
"Do you have any tricks up your sleeves?!" Lu Ji lifted the thin sword. Her red lips slightly parted, and her bright red tongue stretched out, slowly licking the blade of the long sword. That appearance was filled with charm.
Bu Fang quietly watched, holding the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife with one hand, letting the raindrops fall on his body.
The Vermillion Robe slightly fluttered, emitting a wave of fluctuation, causing the raindrops to evaporate before they could even get close.
"You guess," Bu Fang opened his mouth and said.
Guess?
Lu Ji's eyes surged with killing intent. What was the point of guessing? Just kill him!
Anyone who offended His Highness Saint Son must die!
No matter what tricks you have up your sleeves, I will break them with force!
Lu Ji's slender and beautiful legs once again stretched out. Her feet stepped on the ground, causing the rainwater to split apart.
A terrifying killing intent condensed, and the sword intent surged violently. It was as if it had condensed into an invisible giant sword, slashing toward Bu Fang.
Rip!
The air seemed to be cut apart by this sword.
Bu Fang furrowed his brows. That tyrannical sword energy spread out, causing the hair on his forehead to flutter.
Gently exhaling a breath of air.
Bu Fang tilted his head, looking at Lu Ji as if he was looking at an idiot.
The true energy in his hand dissipated, and the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife's radiant golden light instantly disappeared, returning to its simple, pitch-black appearance.
Bu Fang twirled the knife, and the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife instantly disappeared.
"Pretending to be mysterious! Do you think this lord will believe you?! Die! "
Lu Ji's red lips parted, and a mocking look flashed past her beautiful eyes.
The sword stabbed toward Bu Fang, and the sky was filled with sword light.
Xiao Ya hid behind Bu Fang. As the sword light approached, she tightly grabbed onto Bu Fang's clothes, closing her eyes.
Boom!
The entire world seemed to shake, and the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be scattered.
The long street was silent, and only the sound of spitting blood could be heard.
Lu Ji's long sword shattered, and her entire body lay on the ground. Her eyes revealed a look of fear as she looked at the white-haired, white-browed old man who had appeared out of nowhere.
The old man clasped his hands, and his loose robe fluttered even though there was no wind. He looked somewhat like an immortal. His indifferent gaze swept over the girl on the ground, and he slowly raised his palm.
"You … You can't kill me! I'm the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son's maid! I'm the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son's woman! "
Lu Ji sensed the extremely frightening energy and pressure from the old man's body. Her heart trembled as she roared in fear.
"Heavenly Spring's Saint Son? What's that … "
The old man calmly said. Lu Ji's eyes instantly froze.
In the next instant, the old man's palm swung down.
Boom!
It was as if an invisible wave instantly spread out.
Lu Ji's hair fluttered, and the divine light in her eyes faded. In just a short while, her life was gone.
The personal maid of the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son was dead.
After killing this girl, the old man looked as if he had killed an insignificant fly. He turned his head to look at Bu Fang and Xiao Ya.
His gaze fell on Bu Fang. It was slightly indifferent, but when it fell on Xiao Ya, it became gentle.
"The Glutton God's Banquet is around the corner. Right now, the Glutton God City is in constant conflict. Many Saints of the Hidden Dragon Royal Court have appeared, and a storm is brewing. I asked you to take care of this girl, not to cause trouble," the old man said.
Bu Fang calmly looked at the old man. He seemed to have guessed that the old man would make a move, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
His gaze was full of deep meaning as he lightly said, "Got it."
"If I don't cause trouble, others shouldn't provoke me either …"
Bu Fang brought Xiao Ya away, and their figures gradually disappeared into the curtain of rain.
The old man clasped his hands, looking at the disappearing figures of Bu Fang and Xiao Ya. His face was solemn, and no one knew what he was thinking.
…
Noodle King Restaurant
The Heavenly Spring's Saint Son slowly raised a bowl of steaming hot noodles.
The soup of the noodle dish had a glossy luster. It was beautiful, and the rich fragrance was rolling, attracting people's appetites.
He brought the bowl in front of him, preparing to take a sip of the soup.
However, before he could drink it, his figure slightly trembled. His eyes widened, and a trace of sorrow instantly spread out from the bottom of his eyes.
The two maids standing quietly behind him were stunned for a moment.
"Lu Ji … is dead."
Holding the bowl, the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son said sorrowfully. There seemed to be a trace of pain on his face.
"A debt of blood must be paid with blood … Lu Ji, this Saint Son will definitely take revenge for you," the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son said. In the next moment, he took a sip of the steaming hot soup.
The two maids behind the Saint Son had faces full of disbelief.
How could it be? Lu Ji went to kill a Divine Physique Echelon ant. How could she be killed instead? Could it be that something had happened?
How could this Divine Physique Echelon ant dare to kill the people of the Heavenly Spring Holy Land …
Damn it!
In an instant, the two Saintesses' faces were filled with murderous intent.
If they saw that chef, they would kill him without a doubt!
…
As the raindrops fell on the ground, they instantly splashed. The pervasive sword energy split the raindrops, rushing out with sharpness.
The long sword on Xiao Yue's back buzzed. In the next moment, it soared into the sky, turning into a flowing sword light, cutting the sword energy.
His eyes were incomparably sharp. The sword energy crisscrossed around his body, and the long sword floated above his head.
Beneath the ground, many figures floated up, bringing with them a murderous aura and Sword Qi.
"The six great slaughtering swordsmen under Liancheng?"
Xiao Yue indifferently glanced at the six figures rising from the ground, saying indifferently.
On the second floor of a restaurant in the distance, Liancheng's face was filled with a gentle smile. He poured the cool wine into his cup, looking at the hazy rainy scenery, and lightly drank a cup.
"Good wine," Liancheng praised.
"Good wine, good scenery, good things happen … Kill."
Buzz …
Xiao Yue's eyes shot out, looking straight at Liancheng on the second floor of the restaurant. His face was incomparably cold.
The sword energy of the six swordsmen burst out at the same time. The sharp sword energy almost tore Xiao Yue apart.
Ding ding ding!!
The sound of the long swords colliding resounded unceasingly. The sword light circulated, and the sword energy swept out. The battle broke out in an instant.
On the long street, there were very few figures. Only the sound of the battle could be heard.
Facing the siege of six powerful swordsmen, that well-coordinated killing method made Xiao Yue feel apprehensive, as if he was going to be killed in the next moment.
He thought that Liancheng would make a move against him, but he didn't think that his method would be so fierce. He directly sent out the six strongest swordsmen under him.
This was sending him, Xiao Yue, to his death!
With a wave of his sword finger, the long sword above his head instantly turned into countless sword shadows. With a whistling sound, the sword light swept out, colliding with the sword energy of the six swordsmen.
A huge explosion occurred, and a terrifying fluctuation rumbled.
The rain in the sky was getting heavier and heavier.
It fell with a crashing sound, washing over Xiao Yue's figure.
He held the sword with one hand, kneeling on the ground with one knee. His body was covered with numerous wounds, and the sword energy was surging from the wounds …
He raised his head, and the sharp energy in his eyes didn't retreat.
He was still persevering. Even if he was besieged by the six swordsmen, he still didn't choose to escape.
A swordsman should advance courageously.
Liancheng tasted the good wine, smiling as he looked at the battle. Looking at Xiao Yue's body covered with sword wounds and dripping with blood, the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up. He was in a good mood.
Suddenly.
In the curtain of rain.
Two figures slowly came from afar.
Those two people were holding umbrellas. The rainwater hit them, splashing and making crashing sounds.
Xiao Yue gently coughed out a mouthful of blood, turning his head to look at the position of the person holding the umbrella. He seemed to be stunned, but in the next instant, the corners of his mouth opened.
"Owner Bu … give me a bowl of noodles."
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