Overlord Seventh Blade, Slash!

"It's your turn to attack?"

Jiao Ya was astounded. With a smirk, he gazed at Bu Fang who was hovering in the sky with thick smoke shrouding him entirely.

It was because of the ancient Black Turtle Constellation Wok that Bu Fang could stop his attack. If Jiao Ya wasn't wrong, that black wok wasn't ordinary at all; it was filled with power.

As it could stop the arrows from the God-Slaying Bow, it was enough to tell how formidable that black wok was.

It wasn't hard for Jiao Ya to notice the wok since Bu Fang could control it to smash his arrows with only his weak cultivation. Anyway, that wok should be used to defend only. It couldn't attack... So, Bu Fang couldn't use it to counterattack.

Bu Fang hovered arrogantly in the sky, watching Jiao Ya. The Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife in his hand emanated a dazzling light.

People around him could hear the dragon's roar echo in their ears.