The other party's assassination method was indeed concession. Fang was shocked and sweated coldly.

If I hadn't been invincible with the robe of the bird, I might have been cut off my head.

"The Underworld? No..."

"No matter where you come from...you make me angry."

Bu Fangdao.

A mind moved.

The sleepy little fox was picked up by Bu Fang from the pastoral world and held it in his arms.

Bu Fang rubbed the little fox's head.

Then he pointed to the assassinator in the distance and slapped the little fox in the head.

The little fox's eyes lit up suddenly.

The two tails on the butt swayed.

Open the fox's mouth.

The golden light continued to condense in his mouth...

"Ah...da da da da da da..."

The next moment, a surging sound burst out.

One by one, golden energy balls rushed out quickly and rushed towards the assassinator.

Boom boom boom!!!

The assassin's figure kept moving in the void.

Dodging quickly.

"You can avoid my first wave of assassination... I'm really surprised, but... this doesn't mean you don't have to die!"

The assassin said coldly.

He is a little saint of nine turns.

Killing a little saint is not easy.

What he has to do now is to kill the chef before the Great Saint of the Underworld or the Nine-Turn Little Saint arrives.

This is the top priority.

Buzz...

His figure suddenly disappeared in the air.

The next moment, he approached Bu Fang's side.

However, in response to him, the fox opened his mouth and squirted out a large ball of fire.

Boom boom boom boom!

Energy balls exploded around his body.

The black energy shield was stretched open to block these energy balls.

The assassin was also a little confused. He found that he seemed to be unable to get close to the chef.

The body moved, and the strange body movement suddenly exploded, and the body kept drilling like a loach in the air.

...

The battle in the void instantly attracted many people to the attention.

Tianxiang Pavilion was discussing how to deal with Bu Fang's group of people tomorrow, and they were shocked and looked at the sky outside.

"Someone actually dares to fight in Holy Puppet City?"

The few people looked at each other and all burst out.

Crash out of Tianxiang Pavilion.

In the distance, the battle scenes were clearly captured by them.

A young man, wearing a red chef's robe, hugged a fox, kept firing.

Around the young man, there was a black shadow moving with his mysterious body movement.

"Shit!"

"Is that a Nine-Turn Little Saint?"

"That boy holding the fox seems to be the fairy chef?"

...

Lu Yu and others saw Bu Fang's face clearly, took a deep breath, and said incredible.

Behind the Holy Puppet City, Bu Fang actually started a battle with a Nine-Turn Little Saint?

"That Nine Turns Little Saint... is so strange? He has never sensed it before... and his body movement is amazing!"

Zhang Qiubai commented.

However, when they watched Bu Fang, who was holding a fox, was forced to keep moving, they had a little tooth pain...

This chef in the fairy kitchen world... does he have such a method?

It's not just them.

This battle naturally attracted the attention of many people in the inn.

Also, under the inn, there is endless stream of lively people paying attention...

The assassinators in the Black Temple were a little anxious.

The fox's firepower made it difficult for him to get close to Bu Fang.

The people in their black palace are good at assassination. If they are serious face-to-face, they will still be much weaker.

"If this continues, it will attract the attention of the city guards of the Holy Puppet City and the Great Sage of the Underworld..."

The strong man in the black palace pondered.

The next moment.

His body suddenly tore through the void and escaped into it.

"Um?"

"This method...is some combat skills like the Shadow Demon lineage?"

"No...it's more skillful than the combat skills of the Shadow Demon lineage..."

Zhang Qiubai and others were talking a lot.

The strong men from the Black Palace escaped into the void.

Bu Fang frowned immediately.

Because his divine thoughts lost the sense of the killer in the black palace.

suddenly.

The void behind him was torn apart.

A dagger as thin as a cicada's wings was torn towards his neck.

The sharp blade of the dagger made goose bumps appear on Bu Fang's skin.

The elusive way of making moves has made Fang Fang become more and more alert...

Also, Bu Fang raised his head and looked into the distance.

This kind of battle has not attracted the attention of the City Guards or the Great Sage of the Underworld.

Is this intentional release of water and want the killer to kill himself?

Bu Fang suddenly guessed the idea of ​​the powerful man in the Underworld.

His eyes became more and more cold, and he curled his lips.

The powerful black palace master who had escaped into the void and seemed to be integrated into the void also thought of this situation.

Logically, once they take action, they should attract the attention of the Great Saint of the Underworld.

But after so long, there are still no strong men from the Underworld to deal with it...

"Is this indulging myself to kill this cook?"

"It seems that this cook has offended the Great Saint of the Underworld..."

The killer of the Black Palace was ecstatic and did not expect that the powerful man in the Underworld would help him like this.

This cook is just a little saint. At most, he has more methods and takes some time to kill. Now that he has time, this cook... will definitely die!

Buzz...
To be continued...