692 Running Away After Acting Tough

A chaotic storm howled.

The air was emitting a high-pitched screech due to the friction. That screech almost ruptured everyone's eardrums as they involuntarily frowned while muffing up their ears.

Boom!

Granules on the ground cracked and crumbled.

Bu Fang's arm that was wrapped in the black belt had a sudden surge in energy level. Black gas gushed out unceasingly as the Black Turtle Constellation Wok shot out at speed countless times faster than before.

The wok spun and flew out, glistering with an eye-blinding glow. A dim and faint gold luster could be spotted upon Bu Fang's body from time to time. His Vermillion Robe fluttered savagely under the wind's influence.

The White Taotie opened its mouth wide and aimed its swirling ball of immense energy towards Bu Fang. Its eyes glowed with an overwhelming intent to kill and slaughter; it had truly desired to massacre Bu Fang!

Suddenly, the White Taotie was flabbergasted.