"No, I'm just borrowing the fruit in your hand." Bu Fang said seriously.

At this moment, Tianxuan Gate was very quiet, with only the sound of the howling cold wind resounding, so although Bu Fang's voice was not loud, his words were clearly transmitted to almost everyone's ears.

Sister Xiao Yanyu and Xiao Xiaolong grinned, feeling amused and laughed. Under such a severe situation, you actually came over to borrow the fruit... and borrowed the seventh-grade spiritual fruit. Do you really think the other party is a fool?

Xiao Xiaolong wanted to complain, but when he saw Bu Fang's serious look, he felt that his language became very pale... Boss Bu, maybe he was here to borrow the fruit.

Xiao Meng's true energy was restrained and he looked at Bu Fang seriously. Boss Bu dared to appear here? He was alone? What about the ninth-grade supreme beast and a strange puppet? Didn't he come with him?

Without this supreme beast and strange puppet, Bu Fang might not be afraid, because his cultivation is only a fourth-grade battle spirit, and almost everyone present can crush him. So where did he get the confidence to come to Zhao Musheng to borrow fruits?

Zhao Musheng looked at Bu Fang lightly. He was not familiar with Bu Fang. He had only heard of such a person, the owner of the Black Heart Shop in the Imperial Capital? The owner of the shop guarded by the ninth-grade Supreme Beast?

Zhao Musheng just sneered at this. How could the Supreme Beast exist? How could it be for a small shop? Those people were really boasting too much.

"Oh? Lend the fruit in my hand? Why?" Zhao Musheng said with a smile. He raised his hand. As the true energy floated, the three-line enlightenment fruit floated up.

The rich spiritual energy scattered around the Enlightenment Fruit. Bu Fang was immediately delighted when he watched this scene. These three-line Enlightenment Fruits were indeed extraordinary and could indeed become the main ingredient for brewing fine wine.

Reducing the excitement in his heart, Bu Fang's expression remained unchanged. He glanced at Zhao Musheng and said lightly: "Why? I didn't lend it to you, why do you care about me?"

Zhao Musheng suddenly stopped, and the peace on his face disappeared, and he felt anger and anger.

The essence of Bu Fang’s statement is correct, because these three lines of enlightenment fruits should belong to Emperor Changfeng. Bu Fang borrowed them, and he also borrowed them from Emperor Changfeng...

"The fruit is in my hands at this moment, so why should I give him to you?" Zhao Musheng sneered, glanced at Bu Fang with disdain, sensed the cultivation of the other party's mere fourth-grade war spirit, and said, "Just rely on your fourth-grade war spirit's cultivation?"

Xiao Meng was a little scared on the side. Strictly speaking, Bu Fang was his benefactor. Because Bu Fang's medicinal food woke Ji Ru'er up, he didn't want to see Bu Fang being beaten to death by Zhao Musheng in anger.

Because the dog and the puppet were not there, Xiao Meng couldn't think of where Bu Fang got the confidence to fight Zhao Mu's rudeness.

Bu Fang frowned and looked at Zhao Musheng seriously, "I don't like fighting."

"But if necessary, you can choose to use violence to solve the problem."

Then he raised his hand, and the icon on his wrist flashed suddenly, and blue smoke scattered, and a dark kitchen knife was held in his hand.

Zhao Musheng was stunned, Xiao Meng was stunned, and even Ji Chengxue, who had just come to her senses, was stunned.

Can you imagine the funny feeling of a fourth-grade war spirit when holding a kitchen knife facing a seventh-grade war saint and using violence to solve problems?

Outside the Tianxuan Gate, in the void.

When Ni Yan saw this scene, she couldn't help laughing. Why is Boss Bu so cute?

Looking at Bu Fang holding the kitchen knife and looking serious about provoking Zhao Musheng, Ni Yan felt a burst of joy. She had never understood why Bu Fang was involved in the dispute. It turned out that it was for the three-text enlightenment fruit...

He is really worthy of being a chef. He doesn't even want his life for a precious piece of food.

Suddenly, Ni Yan's laughter came to an abrupt end, and the beautiful face was replaced by incredible.

She widened her eyes and looked into the distance... She saw that the two catastrophe dragon head formation, which had been destroyed by Zhao Musheng, was actually running again, and a more powerful and simple aura surged from under the entire palace land.

This is a more terrifying aura than the two-tribulation dragon head formation that was activated before!

What's going on?!

Ni Yan's face was dull.

...

In Tianxuan Gate, everyone was amused by the figure holding a black kitchen knife in the field. The fourth-grade war spirit provoked the seventh-grade war saint... Isn't this just seeking death? The gap between the two is like a gap and cannot be crossed at all.

Xiao Meng's true energy was raised again. He was always ready to save Bu Fang. He could not watch his benefactor being slapped to death by Zhao Musheng.

However, the next scene almost shocked everyone's eyes.

Zhao Musheng was very disdainful of Bu Fang's provocation. If any fourth-grade war spirit could provoke the seventh-grade war saint unscrupulously, what is the majesty of the seventh-grade war saint?

Therefore, Zhao Musheng threw out a palm to Bu Man. The palm full of true energy was enough to easily wipe out the palm of the fourth-grade war spirit.

The palm was light and as if he was about to kill a fly.

Bu Fang looked at Zhao Musheng expressionlessly, and looked at Zhao Musheng's palm, Bu Fang raised the kitchen knife in his hand. The true energy in the dantian surged and injected into the kitchen knife. The dark kitchen knife, which was like a lump, suddenly changed tremendously.

A dazzling golden light burst out from the kitchen knife, very dazzling, almost illuminating the entire Tianxuan Gate. Then a distant and violent dragon roar echoed out from the kitchen knife.

roar!!

As the sound of the dragon roar of the kitchen knife resounded, the entire Tianxuan Gate trembled, and another distant dragon roar rose up.

He slashed Zhao Musheng's true energy and a palm, and carried the huge golden dragon bone kitchen knife on his shoulder, and glanced around suspiciously... How could there be two dragon roars?

Zhao Musheng's expression changed when he sensed the dragon roar. The kitchen knife brought him a huge sense of threat, and he could feel that the two catastrophe dragon head formation that should have been silent seemed to be...operating again!

How could it be activated again? Isn’t the formation eye of that formation? Isn’t Ji Changfeng’s corpse? The formation eye is broken, how can this formation be activated?

Zhao Musheng looked around with a little ugly expression, but found that the light of the formation this time was not projected onto Ji Changfeng's coffin, but onto... the big kitchen knife in the hand of the young man in front of him?!

Bu Fang was carrying the golden dragon bone kitchen knife and was slightly lost. It was not because he was scared by this formation, but because he suddenly found that there was a lot of information in his mind, as if it was... a way to control this formation.

Bu Fang was a little suspicious, and looked at the stunned group of people around him with expressionless expression. Then he moved his mind and thoughts according to the control method.

The light of the golden dragon bone kitchen knife became stronger and stronger. Bu Fang's feet actually burst out with dazzling energy. A divine dragon phantom that was swaying and circling with claws soared into the sky. Unlike the divine dragon phantom incarnated by Emperor Changfeng, Bu Fang's dragon seemed to have more spirituality.

The dragon roared and winded, and then the huge dragon head lowered. The dragon's eyes slowly stared at Zhao Musheng under Bu Fang's control.
Chapter completed!