1445 Kill a Mid-grade God! (1/2)

Bright red blood trickled down and fell to the ground.

The people present did not know what to say. They were all shocked by the scene in front of them. Everyone in the guest house was gasping and shivering.

”Crazy… This is crazy…”

”This chef is seeking death. Does he think he can do whatever he wants with the Divine Chef Temple on his back?”

”He's a nut! Even the Divine Chef Temple can't protect him now.”

They all shook their heads and looked at Bu Fang with his silvery-white hair. If he only saved the girl, perhaps the Mo Family would let him live for the Divine Chef Temple's sake. But once he killed Mo Cang, the heir of the family, then the enmity between them would be irreconcilable.

Even Luo Sanniang did not expect Bu Fang to push things so far. Killing the heir with one move was indeed very crazy, but for some reason, it made her blood boil with excitement.

Mo Cang widened his eyes in disbelief. His body was lifted. There was a sharp pain in his chest, where blood was flowing out and dripping onto the ground, and his heart had been crushed. However, he was a Demigod, after all, so his ability to recover was considered strong. The Mo Family had ways to save his life, but first, he must flee from this madman in front of him.

He was an exceptional Demigod, but in the face of Bu Fang, he was as weak as a child. In just a flash, he was defeated, and that was a great blow to him. Of course, no matter how great the blow, it was not as important as to survive, and all he wanted now was to live.

”Let go of me!” Mo Cang said, coughing blood. His eyes suddenly became sharp, and he tried to struggle free.

White-haired Bu Fang just glanced indifferently at him.

Rumble!

A burst of fearsome divine sense poured forth and impacted Mo Cang. For a moment, he felt as if his divine sense was about to crumble. Blood spurted from his nose and mouth as he flew backward and fell to the ground like a dead dog, barely breathing.

After throwing Mo Cang away, white-haired Bu Fang turned and fixed his eyes on Mo Hen, who was shivering all over in the distance. This was the man the host asked him to kill.

”Ah, a guy who brings about his own destruction…” White-haired Bu Fang shook his head. The next moment, an oppressive rumble exploded out around him, and his figure disappeared as if he had been teleported away. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Mo Hen.

”You…” Mo Hen's pupils constricted. It seemed to him that the guy in front of him was a different person, one who was fiercer and more brutal. ”You can't kill me!” he growled.

Meanwhile, the mid-grade Gods, who were stunned by Bu Fang's sudden move, finally recovered their wits. Roaring furiously, they sped across the sky and approached Bu Fang in a flash.

”You filthy animal! How dare you hurt someone again? This is no place for you to go wild!” snapped one of the mid-grade Gods, his voice cold. The Power of Law burst out of him and pressed down on white-haired Bu Fang.

Mo Hen was already petrified with fear.

White-haired Bu Fang moved his eyes slightly, and the corners of his lips curved upward. Then, he slapped the ground with a hand. With a bang, his body suddenly spun once and disappeared. When he appeared again, he was behind the mid-grade God.

A terrible chill instantly enveloped the old man, causing him to shiver all over. ”Dammit!” he cursed. He could not believe that his move missed the target.

White-haired Bu Fang stood behind the mid-grade God, their body almost touching, and said with a cold smile, ”In my eyes, you are all… rubbish!”

The mid-grade God's pupils constricted. Suddenly, his head was grabbed by white-haired Bu Fang and smashed hard on the ground. A rumble could be heard as the earth exploded into a huge pit full of rolling rubble.

Roar!

Then, a white tiger descended from the sky and crashed onto the mid-grade God's body. The next moment, white-haired Bu Fang rose to the sky, while the mid-grade God howled miserably.

It all happened right in front of Mo Hen. At this moment, he was more afraid than ever. He had never thought that a Demigod could be so terrible. They were both Demigods, but why was the difference between them so huge?

”You filthy animal!” The mid-grade God looked bedraggled. Covered in blood, he was boiling with rage. He never thought that he would be beaten so badly by a Demigod.

Hovering in midair, white-haired Bu Fang twitched the corner of his mouth. The next moment, he raised a hand and crooked his fingers like a tiger claw. In the palm, a silvery-white flame was burning. ”The Host finally activated the Divine flame… This thing is a killer.” He stared at the flame with an intoxicated look on his face.

Then, he flicked his fingers. The silver flame shot down like a meteor, rushed in front of the mid-grade God in an instant, and pierced his body. The old man never thought that his body would be pierced.

”The Divine flame is so powerful that it can destroy everything. It has only fused with three Laws now. If it contains three thousand Laws, a tiny wisp of the fire will turn a mid-grade God like you to ashes,” white-haired Bu Fang said disdainfully.

Of the three mid-grade Gods, one was held up by Luo Sanniang, and the other two joined hands to kill Bu Fang. However, one of them was seriously wounded by him. The last one finally pulled himself together and unleashed a lethal attack.