In the sky, the man's voice rumbled like thunder, and a wave was surging after his roar.
When the middle-aged man arrived, he gazed at Han Fei coldly.
After being stared at by the man, Han Fei felt like a mountain was laid on his back.
"Pu…"
Han Fei vomited blood, and his back was bent beyond his control.
"Hoooooo!"
Sticking his Snow Silver Rod to the deck, Han Fei tried to raise his head to look at the man in the sky, all of his veins bursting out.
"Humph."
Xiao Zhan's face changed instantly. He stepped on the sea, and the water within a hundred meters all rose. He punched forward, launching a shadow fist dozens of meters long.
Boom…
The air and the water within a thousand meters exploded.
Right below where the shadow fist was broken on the sea, a pit a hundred meters deep had been caused. It was not hard to imagine how powerful the collision between Xiao Zhan and the middle-aged man was.
