He took out a bamboo tube-shaped magic artifact.
Aiming at Jiang Fan's ship, he flung it forcefully!
Whizz—
With a sharp explosive sound.
A jet-black pellet, carrying an astonishing resonance, rapidly slammed into Jiang Fan's ship.
Boom—
At the moment of impact.
The pellet emitted a tremendous explosion, igniting the ship.
The underwater creatures surrounding the damaged ship were immediately drawn by the sound of the explosion.
In an instant.
The water churned up waves after waves!
Faintly visible dark red sinister shadows rushed towards Jiang Fan's ship!
Looking out.
The river surface appeared to be boiling.
The momentum was extremely grand.
Fu Chaohun looked at Jiang Fan's increasingly surrounded ship and snorted coldly,
"Don't blame me! Who told you not to save me?"
He looked down at Ming Youlian lying on the ground, her face pale as paper.
At this moment, her right arm had been bitten off, bleeding profusely.
