1300 Feel the Madness of the Sword Pot! (1/2)

The Black Temple was best at assassination. Its most impressive record was the assassination of Earth Prison's previous Nether King, Tian Cang.

When Tian Cang led his army to Nether Prison and fought with the Great Saints from the nine clans in the starry sky, he was ambushed and seriously injured by the Black Temple experts. After that, he was jointly attacked by his enemies, which eventually led to his demise.

The battle spread the Black Temple's name to Earth Prison and Nether Prison, and also brought the forbidden lands into the eyes of all experts.

In the past, forbidden lands were very low-key. Many people didn't even know that they had forbidden existences comparable to Great Saints. It wasn't until the Black Temple's assassination of Nether King Tian Cang that the secret of forbidden lands came to light.

However, there were still many mysteries revolving around them. Why did forbidden lands exist? How did they become forbidden lands? And who were the experts in the forbidden lands?

This time, an expert from the Black Temple was at it again. He was about to complete a perfect assassination. He had almost blind confidence in his assassination skills. The target was neither a formidable Great Saint nor a famous Perfected Little Saint, but a chef who had merely reached the Little Saint Realm.

In this expert's eyes, there was no difference between a One-revolution Little Saint and a worm. However, out of an assassin's ethics, he still executed every step carefully so that he could pull off a perfect assassination. He wanted the target to be killed without being aware of it.

A face loomed in the hazy black smoke. Quietly, a dagger as thin as a cicada's wing fell into the assassin's hand as he moved slowly toward Bu Fang.

'The chef's breathing is calm. Apparently, he's completely unaware of my approach… Very good. You can die in peace now.'

The Black Temple expert twitched the corner of his mouth slightly. The target's neck was growing larger and larger in his eyes, and his dagger almost touched the fair skin. With just a gentle stroke of the sharp blade, he would be able to remove the head of this chef, and he would complete the task that was given to him by his lordship.

'One, two, three…'

The assassin timed his move in his mind. When he counted to three, he suddenly froze, for the chef's eyes flicked open and looked at him calmly. Without warning, their eyes met in midair. For a moment, the room was filled with an embarrassing and awkward atmosphere.

The Black Temple expert's eyes focused in an instant.

”DIE!”

The dagger, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, began to vibrate, and then slashed at Bu Fang's neck, trying to cut his head off.

The assassin was really good. Bu Fang was nearly killed because he didn't react in time. ”Who are you?” he asked coldly, frowning.

After blocking the blow, the invincibility of the Vermilion Robe dispersed with a bird's cry. The next moment, Bu Fang made his move. The bandages that bound his arm were unraveled. Then, as a bestial roar rang out, he threw out his fist, which was surrounded in Yin and Yang energy and contained terrible force and aura.

The assassin didn't expect that he would fail. His dagger slashed across the target's neck, but it didn't cut off the head.

'How is this possible? I've calculated everything! There's no way this guy could withstand my attack with his One-revolution Little Saint cultivation base!'

However, before he could recover from his failure, Bu Fang had already thrown a punch at him.

'This chef seems to know that he would be all right… His punch was almost on my face when my dagger had just slashed across his neck… Isn't he afraid that I'll kill him?'

The assassin took a deep breath. It was too late for him to dodge.

With a bang, Bu Fang's fist hit the assassin in the face. The energy of Yin and Yang swirled and exploded with an extremely fearsome aura, while a huge force threw the figure wrapped in the black smoke out of the room, knocking a hole in the wall.

Bu Fang's Vermilion Robe turned fiery scarlet in an instant, and a pair of flaming wings unfolded behind him. With a cold expression, he rushed out of the room.

”You actually blocked my perfect assassination?!” said a voice with a disbelief tone.

Hovering in midair, Bu Fang looked coldly at the assassin, his hair waving in the wind. ”Who are you? Why did you try to kill me? Are you sent by Nether Prison?” he asked in a cold voice.

This guy's assassination skills scared Bu Fang so much that he broke into a cold sweat. Had it not been for the invincibility of his Vermilion Robe, his head would probably have been cut off.

”Nether Prison? No…”

”I don't care where you come from… You make me very angry,” Bu Fang said.

Suddenly, he took Foxy out of the Heaven and Earth Farmland and held her in his arms. Rubbing the sleepy little fox's head, he pointed a finger to the assassin in the distance.

The little fox's eyes lit up instantly, her two tails swinging back and forth. Then, she opened her mouth, in which golden light began to gather. The next moment, a series of explosions rang out as one golden energy ball after another shot out of her mouth and headed for the assassin.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The assassin kept moving in midair, avoiding the energy balls at full speed.

”I'm really surprised that you can escape my assassination. However, this doesn't mean that you don't have to die!” he said coldly.

As a Nine-revolution Little Saint, it was easy for him to kill a One-revolution Little Saint. All he had to do now was kill this chef before a Great Saint or a Nine-revolution Little Saint of Nether Prison showed up. That was his top priority.

Suddenly, his figure disappeared with a buzz. The next moment, when he reappeared, he was already close to Bu Fang's side. However, he was greeted by energy balls shooting out of the little fox's mouth, which exploded around him. In a hurry, he propped open a black energy shield, blocking the explosion of these energy balls.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The assassin was momentarily dumbstruck, as he found he couldn't get near the chef. After a little thinking, he suddenly used a strange movement technique. He began to scurry around in midair like a slippery mud-fish.

…

The battle in the sky soon attracted the attention of many people.

In Tianxiang Restaurant, the group of experts who were discussing how to deal with Bu Fang in tomorrow's match all turned their heads and looked out into the sky.

”How dare anyone fight in the sky over Sacred Puppet City?”

They looked at each other and rushed out of the restaurant at the same time. The scene in the distant sky was immediately revealed to them.

A young man in a fiery scarlet robe was holding a little fox. Energy balls kept pouring out of the fox's mouth, while a shadow could be seen moving around the young man with a mysterious movement technique.

”Is that a Nine-revolution Little Saint?”