1129 Nether King Stripping Finger

Bu Fang's eyes slowly looked around.

Surrounding him was a group of armored guards.

Eh?

What are they trying to do?

Bu Fang was puzzled, but from the way they quickly appeared, he could feel that these people were looking for him from the beginning.

Was the Empress jealous of how Nethery acted towards him, so she got people to take action?

Bu Fang couldn't help but think about it. But soon, he discarded that idea.

Such a thing wouldn't happen. Empress Bi Luo isn't such a cautious person.

In that case, who could it be?

Bu Fang frowned. He seemed to have figured it out.

Is the one behind this the backer of Spring Wind Pavilion? The one who was supporting Madam Jin?

The Empress had warned him that someone may come to deal with him, and now it seems that it has indeed happened.

However, the strength of the other side wasn't something that he could just pay no heed to, as they could actually send out an army against him.

Judging from what these people were wearing, they should be the so-called Guardian Army.

Goddess City's Guardian Army?

Bu Fang could only stare.

Knowing that he was able to make something like the Perishing Pot, such a group still dared to deal with him like this?

Were they not afraid of him using that explosive iron pot?

Although Bu Fang wouldn't actually take out an explosive iron pot, his previous actions should still be a kind of warning. Ordinary people wouldn't be able to deal with him at all.

But...

Whoosh…

The group of people who had surrounded Bu Fang moved around to create a path.

In the middle of that path, there was a figure that seemed to be approaching him.

The woman was wearing a long sacrificial robe and a crown. With red lips and eyebrows as slender as willow leaves, she looked beautiful yet intimidating, causing people to think twice of making a disturbance.

The woman stepped out of the armored troops and looked at Bu Fang, saying in a cold voice, "We have searched all night for you. Finally, we found you."

"You're looking for me? Are you Spring Wind Pavilion's backer?" Bu Fang said lightly. He looked at the guards and the crowned lady, then frowned.

This group is much more difficult than Spring Wind Pavilion's four divine guards. Moreover, the cultivation of the crowned lady was in no way weak.

Bu Fang wouldn't have been able to stay as calm as he was, if not for the fact that he had another explosive iron pot.

"We come with no malice. The High Priestess has merely requested to see you... She is interested in the thing you used to destroy Spring Wind Pavilion," the crowned lady said in a formal way.

Bu Fang was stunned. He didn't realize that the other party was actually interested in the explosive iron pot that he made.

This so-called High Priestess is really bold.

"Aren't you afraid that I will just kill you all with another explosive iron pot?" Bu Fang said with a calm face and a slight smile.

"Your expression has betrayed you. Also, the High Priestess had said that with such an external force, you wouldn't be able to use it again in a short period of time as your mental strength is not strong enough."

The crowned lady seemed to have seen through everything and had come prepared. It was as if they had already known how the events were to unfold ever since the beginning.

"So, will you be coming with us?" the crowned lady said as she clasped her hands and gestured to Bu Fang.

Her attitude seemed mild, but in fact, she had been exerting tremendous pressure on Bu Fang.

Bu Fang narrowed his eyes.

This crowned lady is really strong.

But of course, Bu Fang wouldn't just follow them that easily, especially since he was still in a hurry to prepare for the competition.

He couldn't afford to lose the cooking competition as he can't afford to not have the cooking qualifications for the imperial feast.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The woman had already gestured to Bu Fang, but Bu Fang still remained motionless.

The woman then looked at Bu Fang.

'since it doesn't seem like you"re going to be following..." The crowned lady said. Suddenly, she made a move

Instantly, Bu Fang was caught. Bu Fang's eyes shrank, he could feel that the air around him was completely emptied under her control.

This claw, mercilessly oppressing him.

"Whirr..."

Bu Fang's spirit moved.

Suddenly, golden streams burst out.

Bu Fang held an explosive meatball between his fingers, then bit it.

"Boom!!!"

The explosive meatball was thrown towards the crowned lady, tearing the air apart and making the void tremble.

There was an explosion, and the flames rose.

Ripples of terrible energy spread.

The fire soon dissipated, and from that light, a figure appeared, taking small steps, still approaching Bu Fang.

The guards around him were all clanking, drew their weapons and exerted what pressure they were able to onto Bu Fang.

"Boom!!!"

Bu Fang felt like the ground beneath him was violently shaking.

Meatballs don't have an effect on this lady!

After a wave of her sleeve, the fire dissipated, and the woman's eyes became sharper.

In the next moment, she appeared right in front of Bu Fang.

Bu Fang then took a deep breath.

Then, a magical pot appeared and rotated in Bu Fang's hand.

"It's no use. Your resistance will bear no fruit."

crowned lady said expressionlessly.

If Bu Fang could really prepare another explosive iron pot, then the crowned lady would run away without saying another word.

But the High Priestess, herself, said that Bu Fang wouldn't be able to create another such thing within such a short amount of time.

With only his cultivation of third-star divine realm, it was impossible for him to create another explosive iron pot in such a short period of rest.

That's what the crowned lady relied on.

'sigh…"

The basalt pan rotated in front of Bu Fang.

Bu Fang's dark hair flowed with the wind and his face was expressionless.

Suddenly, the color of the crowned lady's face changed.

There was a tremor in her mind.

She frowned and looked into the distance.

There, a figure wrapped in a black robe made a cold hum.

Shadows burst out.

crowned lady shouted, "Who is it?"

A black-robed figure appeared in front of Bu Fang.

Raising its palm, its palm then bent, and then... One middle finger.

"Huh?"

"A middle finger?"

crowned lady's face froze and then her anger surged.

The guards that were standing in the vicinity, also made loud sounds, and more and more weapons were drawn, resulting in clanging sounds all around.

"How daring!"

'such a rude person!"

crowned lady shouted angrily, and her face red in anger.

Bu Fang looked at the person in black doubtfully.

"Do you know what I call this?"

The figure wrapped in the black robe suddenly let out a sound, and the familiar words made Bu Fang stunned.

This voice...

'this finger is called The Nether King's Cloth Tearing Finger..."

The familiar voice seemed to be having fun, and in the next moment, something happened.

Nether Qiconstantly gathered, and soon a seemingly invincible finger appeared in the sky. And, it was pointing at the crowned lady.

The sky seemed to be constantly breaking before this finger!!

'the Nether King's Cloth Tearing Finger, one finger and one cloth at a time."

The wind blew strongly, causing the black robe to flutter, a handsome and somewhat melancholy face could then be seen. The face appeared to have been one that has experienced vicissitudes of life.

The crowned lady's claw and the Nether King's finger collided.

Terrifying energy ensued.

The crowned lady was blown backward, her face turning pale.

The crowned lady's face had greatly changed, energy continued to rise up through her arm.

The sleeves of her long gown were disintegrated due to this, and so revealing her white tender arms to everyone around her!

Still, the aftermath of the collision could actually only tear apart her sleeves.

"Unfortunately, I wasn't able to fully execute the cloth tearing."

Nether King Er Ha raised his hand and covered half of his face, his eyes shone with dissatisfaction as he said.

Bu Fang looked at Nether King Er Ha, while carrying a basalt pot and standing there confused.

"Er ha?"

Bu Fang said questioningly.

"Oh, little Bu Fang, I"ve finally found you. You shouldn't let this King have to look for you like this..."

Nether King Er Ha heard Bu Fang shouting his name, then turned to look at Bu Fang with a big smile on his face. His enthusiasm made Bu Fang a little scared.

"Why are you here?" Bu Fang thought and asked.

Isn't this Goddess City?

'the smell of chili strips had spread all the way to where I was. Oh, I wasn't actually looking chili strips, rather I was looking for you, so now I"m here." Nether King Er Ha said.

Suddenly.

A terrible gust of wind resounded behind Nether King Er Ha.

Bu Fang frowned and said, "Be careful."

Nether King Er Ha grinned, slowly turned his head, then extended another finger and popped out.

"Ever since this king returned to hell, he has tried his best to improve himself. And finally, I was able to break through the eighteen levels of hell that my father arranged for me... Now, this king is very strong, very strong, I say! Lady... I"m here to use my tearing finger!"

Nether King Er Ha's voice resounded.

In the next moment, a massive finger once again appeared behind him.

Suddenly...

The crowned lady sprang up in a sudden burst.

The Nether King then pointed at the lady's body.

"Huh?"

Nether King Er Ha was stunned.

A terrible whirlwind burst out from behind him.

The whirlwind ripped apart the black robe that he was wearing.

Bu Fang, with a basalt pot in his hand, expressionlessly looked at Nether King Er Ha.

"What was that about being strong?"

The crowned lady, looking coldly at Nether King Er Ha, said.

"Damn Lecher, how dare you break into my Goddess City! Take him down!"

crowned lady said coldly, ordering the guards!

In the next moment, one guard after the other charged towards Nether King Er Ha.

Nether King Er Ha still had a melancholy face.

"You"re the one that forced this king to act..."

"It's time to show execute the real Nether King Cloth Tearing Finger..."

"Come on! Let's do this!"

"Buzz…"

From Nether King Er Ha's body, a terrifying amount of Nether Qi erupted.

Nether Qirushed towards the sky, forming a column of dark qi.

His figure disappeared in an instant.

Terror spread within everyone's hearts.

"Boom!!!"

A finger, pointing.

All of a sudden, the guards uttered a cry of terror.

Because the armor they were wearing broke down, leaving only obscene clothes and trousers floating in the wind...

crowned lady's eyes shrank sharply.

Take a cool breath.

"He's at the level of a minor sage?!"

crowned lady cried in surprise, then her eyes shrank.

She didn't know when, but the figure had appeared in front of her, with a finger against her forehead.

A gust of wind came.

The sound of clothes falling apart continued.

In the next moment, the scream of crowned lady which was loud enough break people's eardrums resounded!

Far away.

Bu Fang put away the basalt pot and breathed out softly.

Looking at a group of guards who had their armor and clothes torn apart by Nether King Er Ha, Bu Fang couldn't help but display a smirk on his face.

Indeed, Er ha, you haven't changed...

Note: I"m pretty sure Nether King Er Ha has made an appearance before, but wasn't named such… i don't know what he was named… maybe something like Hell King or Prince… i don't know. Anyway, he's now Nether King Er Ha.