Bab 367: 217 Death Fang (4000) _1

Screech!!!

A harsh and cruel cry of a bird of prey disregarded the distance constraints, directly transmitting to Casio's mind.

The next second, he found himself fully rigid. In his sight, Feng Liusi, posed in a strange battle stance, started to emit steam from his back and both arms. A light-red stream of air started to churn and rise, quickly taking the form of a vortex.

The dangerous fluid combined together, as if being kneaded and compressed by a pair of invisible hands. It eventually transformed into a large, fiery red vulture, with a sharp beak and claws. The fluctuating airflow on its wings resembled both flames and the ripple-like scales.

A suffocating gust came rolling towards him.

The gust enveloped Casio and his surroundings, suppressing them with Feng Liusi at its core, forming a circular field several meters in diameter.