Hu Han looked at the thick god-killing stick that was swinging towards him, and his eyes suddenly widened. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

God-killing weapons?

After doing it for a long time, this iron pimple actually took out a god-killing stick from his stomach, everyone is from the Holy Land, everyone is for one purpose, we are our own people!

Hu Han opened his mouth to shout, but his small white and gray-white eyes flickered, and the next moment, the God of War stick swept out.

The air seemed to burn at this moment, and the lines on the god of war stick appeared, igniting a raging flame.

A terrifying sense of crisis suddenly enveloped us.

Hu Han didn't expect that this iron lump would give him such a terrible sense of crisis!

The god-killing axe spun up, and the red axe suddenly burst out with brilliance, and a sharp qi burst out from the axe, fast and powerful!

There was a loud bang, and in the void, a violent tremor erupted.

Hu Han felt that his entire palm was numb at this moment, and the tiger's mouth was in sharp pain, almost torn, and his entire arm seemed to be smashed to pieces!

"My own people!" shouted Hu Han!

He came to find Chu Changsheng Xue shame, where did he have time to entangle with a puppet here!

Besides, this puppet is holding a god-killing weapon, and at first glance it is a holy place, they are in a group, can we not fight our own people?

It's all holy land, and what we need is reason!

However, Xiao Bai did not respond to him, and the only thing that responded to him was the God of War stick that swept suddenly and accompanied by the fire of the sky!

Boom Boom!!

Xiaobai's body is hideous, the armor on his body has sharp protrusions, like sharp long knives, and the armor thorns on his back are also bulging one by one, terrifying and violent!

After careful consideration, Hu Han became more and more frightened.

This puppet...... It's really unusual, what holy place can actually create such a puppet? This is an existence equivalent to the six ladders of the Divine Soul Realm!

Coupled with that god-killing stick, even if it is a battle against an ordinary seven-tier powerhouse of the Divine Soul Realm, it is not impossible!

Hu Han's strength is nothing more than that.

"Don't you have to make an inch! Lao Tzu is here to find Chu Changsheng this time! If you force each other again...... I'm going to dismantle you!!"

Hu Han roared, the aura on his body continued to rise, and the god-killing axe in his hand suddenly burst out with brilliant brilliance.

Chu Changsheng looked at the Hu Han indifferently, his face expressionless.

Coming for him?

This guy may not know the fact that he has become a powerful powerhouse, but in fact, few powerhouses in the Holy Land know.

This is a good opportunity to give a hand to the Holy Land.

However, Chu Changsheng was naturally not so optimistic in his heart, because he knew very well that it was impossible for the Holy Land to send a Hu Han to come.

Hu Han dared to attack and kill like this, obviously planning to completely tear his face with Gluttonous Valley.

Behind this Hu Han, there is definitely a powerful and powerful man in charge......

This time it's a real existential crisis in Gluttonous Valley.

Pity...... That kid in Bufang refused to let Xiao Ya go to him, otherwise, he would now take Xiao Ya into the inheritance land of Gluttonous Valley!

The inheritance of Gluttonous Valley can't be handed over so easily!

If this group of people wants to covet the inheritance of Gluttonous Valley, they must pay a price!

Chu Changsheng thought, the murderous aura in his eyes became more and more awe-inspiring.

He watched as those gold-armored guards slaughtered wantonly in the Immortal City, and the anger in his chest rose more and more......

Hu Han has a square iron lump puppet to drag, so this group of ants ...... It's up to the old man to clean it up!

Taking advantage of the fact that the powerful and powerful people of the Tianquan Holy Land have not made a move, let the Tianquan Holy Land bleed first!

"Clean up this swarm of ants, and the kitchen bucket in the Gluttony Square should be over...... Although the step is strong, it is facing the heavenly burial surface and the moonset...... Basically, there is no chance, not to mention that there is a fantasy knife Lu Tao eyeing him. Chu Changsheng's eyes flickered, and his white beard and white hair fluttered under the wind.

"When Bu Fang's kitchen bucket fails, Xiao Ya will follow me as agreed, and when the time comes, ...... The old man brought her into the inheritance land!"

Chu Changsheng thought like this in his heart, and his eyes became more and more determined.

The next moment, with a single step, his figure disappeared as if he had shrunk into inches, rushing towards the group of golden-armored guards who were wantonly killing.

Rumble!!

Chu Changsheng's body suddenly appeared in front of a golden armor guard, this was a golden armor guard of the realm of the Divine Soul.

When he saw Chu Changsheng, the whole person was stunned, raised his head, and his heart trembled.

The murderous aura in Chu Changsheng's eyes skyrocketed, and he slapped it down.

There was a bang, and the golden armor on the golden armor guard suddenly burst, and the whole head was blown up......

There is no power to resist, and it falls in an instant!

After Thunder made a move and killed a golden armor guard, Chu Changsheng didn't care at all.

His body moved sideways again, and instantly turned into a remnant of the Dao, killing those golden armor guards.

Today's Chu Changsheng can be called powerful, and it is extremely easy to kill the Golden Armor Guard.

Above the sky, Hu Han's eyes were cracked!

The anger in his chest suddenly erupted.

"You iron pimple!Look for death!Chu Changsheng has the ability to fight Lao Tzu to the death!!"

Holding the god-killing axe in one hand, on the axe, the divine energy suddenly escaped.

However, what responded to him was Chu Changsheng's indifferent smile and Xiao Bai's beating of the God of War stick that flew up and turned into nine sticks......

This puppet...... Damn it!

The more Hu Han fought, the angrier he became, and his combat power became stronger and stronger, but the more he fought, the more frightened he became!

Why the hell?!Why is this puppet's strength also improving!

Rumble!!

The God of War stick spun in the air and was grasped by Xiao Baiyi.

The metal wings behind Xiaobai fanned, and the gray-white eyes suddenly burst out with a sharp brilliance.

On the God of War stick, the lines surged, and the next moment, the God of War stick became thicker and bigger in the horrified eyes of everyone......

......

The moon is falling and the sky is full of frost.

Wang Tong's face was sad, the broken jade knife in his hand was constantly turning, and the ingredients turned into fragrant dishes in his hands.

A glazed bamboo shoot tower, reflected in the blue soup, the shadow is full of shadows.

The blue soup exudes a cold air, like a cold pool in the middle of the night, and the moonlight is reflected, colorful and broken, like crumpled gold.

In the blue soup, there is really a little bit of golden light circulating......

This is Wang Tong's specialty dish, the broken jade knife Wang Tong, who was originally an amazing and glamorous genius chef on the list of gluttonous chefs, but it still caused an uproar back then, and even had the opportunity to enter the existence of a special chef.

However, perhaps it is the jealousy of the talent.

When Wang Tong's ambition was high, when he returned to his hometown......

His poor wife and daughter's family had long since been destroyed, and his wife and daughter died tragically......

After that day, Wang Tong's temperament changed greatly, slaughtered all the forces that destroyed his family, and then turned half of his head white overnight, returned to the gluttonous valley, and lived in seclusion.

And his ranking on the Tablet Chef List is also constantly declining with his retirement.

Of course, he is still obsessed with cooking, but his cooking skills have become very sad......

Bufang made the gloomy ecstasy noodles and prepared to start cooking a new dish.

The gloomy ecstasy face has been brought up, and it has begun to compete with Ouyang Shenfeng's heavenly burial surface.

Everyone was a little curious and expectant.

Bu Fang's gloomy ecstasy face is very ordinary, so ordinary that everyone thinks that this guy has exhausted his donkey skills.

Because the difficulty of that side is really low, it is not like Ouyang Shenfeng's heavenly burial surface at all, it is so gorgeous that it is amazing.

Of course, they didn't make their own decisions, because they didn't know if there was something else in Bufang's bowl of noodles.

The noodles were served, and Bu Fang naturally didn't think about the noodles, but put his mind on the glass bamboo shoots, ready to start the second course.

This dish has actually been prepared for a long time, and he raised his head and glanced at Wang Tong, who was full of sadness.

Bufang exhaled softly.

Ouyang Shenfeng's heavenly burial face, he can choose to fight poison with poison and let the sadness flow into a river, but if he fights with Wang Tongchu, he still chooses to fight poison with poison, then he will definitely be abused and his body will be incomplete.

After all...... Wang Tong's sadness is so strong that it has even become a kind of momentum for Wang Tong.

A chef with power...... That's a very rare existence!

Although it is said that a powerful chef may not be as good as a grand chef, once they are almost invincible in their field, the grand chef may not be able to win.

And what Bufang has to do now is to ...... Break through Wang Tong's momentum, otherwise he has no chance at all.

To break the momentum of Wang Tong...... Then you need to attack the shield of the son with the spear of the son!

Contradictions clash with each other, and only then do they have a chance to tear a hole!

Wang Tong's dish, the main is a sorrow, then he comes from another aspect, what he needs is the main birth, spring bamboo shoots, which contain rich vitality, endlessly, and completely dispel that sorrow!

Bu Fang's eyes suddenly flashed!

The brilliance of the essence made Wang Tongdu, who was immersed in sadness, feel something, raised his head, and looked at it in surprise.

Wang Tong's whole body seemed to be haunted by sorrow, and he looked at Bufang.

"My grief made me change my temperament overnight, and made me white in one night...... Let me condense my own potential, you...... And what will you do to break my power?"

Wang Tong muttered lightly, and exhaled softly from his mouth.

Then he didn't pay attention to the step.

He took a small porcelain cup, which contained a soup made of the gloomy morning dew in the porcelain jar......

Whoa!

The soup shredded, as if turning into a silk thread, poured down, and dripped in front of the round blue soup in front of the bamboo shoot tower in the porcelain plate, and the soup suddenly rippled......

A little bit of brilliance spreads out.

"The moon is falling, it's done. ”

King Passage.

......

On the judges' stage.

Originally, there were only four judges left, but after Wen Renshang's guy saw Chu Changsheng leave, he came up with a dead face full of alcohol, and he insisted on occupying a position and becoming the fifth judge.

In front of them was a bowl of noodles.

The crisp soup and the red and bloody noodles look shocking, but the flavor of the noodles makes you squint.

Ouyang Shenfeng's heavenly burial face...... And it's a modified version of the celestial burial surface.

Wen Ren still knew that there were only thirty-six spirit beast birds used in Ouyang Shenfeng's previous heavenly burial face, which was much worse than the ninety-nine this time.

Obviously, for this kitchen fight, Ouyang Shenfeng also tried his best and consumed energy.

But I just don't know...... How did it taste.

Wen Renshang picked up the chopsticks and clicked them on the table to make the chopsticks smooth, and the next moment, it was to put down the chopsticks and scoop the noodles.

Whoa!

The blood-colored noodles emitted a steaming heat, exposed to everyone's faces.

The audience in the Gluttony Square held their breath and stared at the projection formation on the heavenly dome, in which steaming noodles were projected with light and shadow.

Woo-yo-yo.

Wen Renshang opened his mouth, sucked violently, and the blood-colored noodles suddenly rushed into his mouth.