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Chapter 348: Owner Bu Advances

Translator: E33 Editor: Veriving Duan Yun, as just snapping out of his thought, quite the heartache

But asHow dare that fellow… just saunter toward the center of the Supreain as a ht have held a fantasy about obtaining the Ten Thousand Bestial Flainations had evaporated by now There were soover it He would be easily crushed by their pressure as soon as he tried to step in

He hesitated for a ure He decided that he had to stop Bu Fang rather than watch him die

Yet his shouts were drowned by the roars of the battling Supre back

Duan Yun sank onto the ground dejectedly He took a bite of the rilleda touch of sorrow in his heart

Nobody else could ever cook such delicious grilledThe radually approached the location of the fire pit

Bu Fang clutched his pitch-black Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife in one hand The spirit beasts nearby were sensible enough to detect the knife's aura and so didn't try to harass hie at Bu Fang, but was sent flying backward by Whitey's punch

Bu Fang was now a seventh grade Battle-Saint, which rade Yet even then, there were sub-levels within the ninth grade echelon

For example, Whitey was totally subdued by the Venerable Master of the Shura Sect earlier, back when it only had the corade warrior

As Bu Fang's own cultivation level rose, and Whitey also saw an advancerade echelon

However, that was neither here nor there With sothis Ten Thousand Bestial Fla was evidently not this ditzy

Though Whitey was tough and resilient, Bu Fang didn't knohether it could survive the bo planned for Whitey to distract the Supreh the crowd

He would beco ability was not weaker than that of the Supre each other That would easily draw their attention his way

If Bu Fang were by hiround as a seventh grade Battle-Saint, which was considered a nonentity in the eyes of Supres would notice hiot closer to the Ten Thousand Bestial Flaet closer to it, then how can I obtain it? " Bu Fang thought to himself

"Find a place and stand by Pay attention topatted Whitey's chubby belly and instructed calmly

Whitey paused, then stopped in its tracks and turned around, indicating that it's got Bu Fang's back like a solid rock

Bu Fang nodded his head, and with the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife in hand, walked toward the pit spurting out towering flames

A loud splash echoed…

Fro crushed echoed in the air A bloody figure, in a very sorry state, struggled to crawl out of the debris and ruins

The figure's breath see stopped after a couple of steps, widened his eyes and gazed at thewas no longer the handsome, majestic man he was before He was now in a wretched state, his body covered with bruises and wounds The last streak of true energy thrust by the Shura Sect Overlord nearly maimed him Fortunately, he still possessed an excellent cultivation level He held on to his true energy andwas also du did not conceal the true energy circulating around hilance that he was a seventh grade Battle-Saint

Seeing through hirade Battle-Saint… freaking sneaked into the battleground of nus? Was this some sort of a hallucination or was this fellow corade Battle-Saint wouldn't keep themselves as far away as possible fro narrowed his eyes As disheveled as he was, his eyes were still as sharp and his force as do cast a look toward Bei Gongnored this fellow in tattered clothes and continued along his way, heading straight for the fire pit

He, Bei Gongrade Battle-Saint fro was already choked up with resent brushed off by a fellow like this was the last straw