When he slowed down, the Colorful Phoenix Bird carrying Feng Wu naturally increased its relative speed, widening the gap between them to five kilometers in an instant.
The Silver-haired Butterfly-masked Man curled his lips into a slight, cold sneer, completely unhurried and unfazed.
Toxic water? It wouldn't actually hurt him much; he could force it out of his body in no time, and it wouldn't affect his strength in the least.
Chapter 113