Chapter 1631 - The White Tiger’s Terms to Yield (2/2)
Bu Fang shook his hand and produced the White Tiger Heaven Stove, which gleamed dazzlingly. White Tiger immediately fixed his gaze on the stove, his eyes flickering with a complicated look. Bu Fang gave him a sideways glance.
He knew the fellow was proud, so he would use the stove to wallop Brahma!
“Let’s go!” Bu Fang said. Then, he took a step and rose into the sky, heading straight toward the four-faced Brahma with the stove in hand and his Vermilion Robe flapping noisily.
The stove in his hand was a Divine Artifact, and the Vermilion Robe he wore was also a Divine Artifact. At this moment, Bu Fang was fighting Brahma with the Divine Artifacts that had gathered half of the Earth’s spiritual energy!
Countless people were watching this scene, including those from various powers. After all, all Gods and Immortals were fighting for the Divine Artifacts, and yet they did not know their power. They thought they might be able to witness it today!
Brahma focused his eyes. Each of his four faces had a different angry look. He was still reciting the Vedas, but his tone had changed, becoming fiercer and fiercer.
One character after another fell to the ground with crashes. Brahma was raging with fury, but Shiva, who stood on his shoulder, looked terrified. She thought the Immortal of Hua was going to defy heaven.
As all eyes watched, Brahma’s lips moved faster and faster. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was almost beginning to boil, and thunder rumbled in the sky, filling the world with deafening noises. He looked extremely powerful now.
Bu Fang raised the White Tiger Heaven Stove and viciously smashed it down. The stove whistled as it went toward Brahma’s head. It was extremely fast, so much so that the void was shattered by it! He was the owner of the God of Cooking Sets, so it was only natural that he could use them perfectly.
Rumbling filled the air as all the means Brahma used to block the stove were crushed and destroyed. His expression changed. He stretched out a hand, intending to knock the stove away with a slap, but…
Kaboom!
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With an explosion and a flash of light, Brahma’s arm was broken by the stove!
Bu Fang hovered in midair. When the stove flew back to him, he grabbed it, lifted it over his shoulder, and smashed it down once again.
“Watch carefully… I’ll now fulfill your first wish…” Bu Fang’s faint voice rang out. Everyone knew that he was talking to White Tiger.
In the distance, White Tiger hovered in midair, his white hair waving in the wind. His eyes were bright!
“You are too unbridled!” Brahma flew into a rage. He opened his mouths, and beams of golden light shot out of them. These light beams were extremely sharp, and they seemed to cut through heaven and earth as they went straight at Bu Fang.
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Bu Fang just gave each light beam a smash with the stove and shattered them in the blink of an eye. Then, he thrust the stove toward Brahma’s head.
All the people were covering their mouths with disbelief and sucking in their breaths. They were shocked by Bu Fang’s aggressive fighting style!
Brahma’s head was enormous, but after Bu Fang struck it with the stove, one of the faces cracked with countless fine lines. For a moment, he seemed to be on the verge of falling off the peacock.
The big bird cried. Its feathers stood up and turned into a rain of feathers, sweeping toward Bu Fang. Each of them looked like the sharpest weapon in the world that could cut through anything.
A feather came at his face. Bu Fang cocked his head slightly to one side and dodged it, but the tip of a strand of hair was cut. He had not started to deal with the peacock yet, and the bird was already so impatient.
He descended and hovered before the peacock, staring at it. The next moment, a bird cry rang out as the Vermilion Bird’s shadow emerged behind him.
The peacock screamed, and the Vermilion Bird squawked. The two birds confronted each other in midair, fighting with their auras. However, the Vermilion Bird was stronger, and in the end…
The peacock spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground listlessly. It had lost the battle of auras, and the defeat had knocked it down.
In the eyes of the crowd, however, Bu Fang and the peacock glared at each other, and eventually, he defeated the big bird with just his gaze!
“Senior is truly fearsome… Even the peacock is afraid of him!”
“Of course! Senior is a food ingredient hunter… Strictly speaking, the peacock is also an ingredient. Have you ever heard of any ingredient that defeated the chef with just its gaze?”
“Why do I have a feeling that all the Gods and Immortals in the world have turned into ingredient suppliers?”
The Internet users were laughing. They felt a surge of relief as they watched Bu Fang unleash his might. It was as pleasant as drinking a mouthful of iced cola on a hot day.
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Brahma straightened his body, opened his mouth, and spat out a sword, which shot straight toward Bu Fang.
Holding the peacock’s head with one hand, Bu Fang raised the White Tiger Heaven Stove to counter the sword. The next moment, the sword was shattered by the stove. He then sent out his divine sense, using it to control the sword fragments, which spun and slashed down.
The peacock’s eyes turned red, and it screamed. Soon, the sky was filled with feathers, which were plucked by Bu Fang. It struggled, but to no avail. Bu Fang’s movements terrified it and made it shiver. It seemed to be able to predict its sad end…
Could it be that it was about to be cooked by this guy in front of all the Gods and Immortals? It was the Great God Brahma’s mount! How could this guy eat it?!
Soon, even its tail feathers were pulled out by Bu Fang. The peacock howled miserably, trembling all over.
Brahma flew into a rage. His sword was shattered by the stove, and then the spinning sword fragments cut through the peacock’s body and made it bleed. It was as though he had helped Bu Fang drain the peacock’s blood. He felt his face sting as if someone had slapped him!
‘This guy really dares to cook the peacock into a dish in front of me?!’