"Probably, probably, not possible!" Thinking of the memory of Ye Liuyun slashing a building with one sword, although it was very powerful, how could a wooden building compare to a small island standing between the waves.

If Tilapia could really smash the island into pieces with a few square kilometers, then Qing's so-called army of hundreds of thousands would really become a joke.

Seeing that Fan Xian had guessed what he was thinking, he was too lazy to continue talking nonsense.

Tilapia waved his hand lightly, and the next second, Fan Xian saw what power was.

The air exploded and twisted, and the island that had stood in the waves for countless years was turned into ashes with a wave of his hand.

"I..." Pointing to the island, looking at the tilapia, and then pointing to the island, Fan Xian didn't know how to describe his mood.

What about luck? There are no grand light and shadow effects or legendary magical spells.

He just waved his hand so calmly, and the only special effect was that the air exploded and twisted, and a small island covering an area of ​​several square kilometers was turned into powder.

That's an island, not a sand sculpture.

After coming back to his senses and looking at the tilapia again, Fan Xian's eyes completely changed.

Standing in line, this is a hammer to stand in line.

If you don't hug your golden thighs, you are not pure and you are a fool.

He is Fan Xian, not Fan Er.

"Uncle, from now on you are my biological uncle." His tone had never been more cordial and sincere.
Chapter completed!