บท 887: 0888, the genius of Shenghai Town

“You still dare to resist?”

The moment Wang Xian launched his attack, the faces of Zhao Zhixiong and the rest darkened instantly.

He immediately raised the staff in his hand, and a blazing fireball instantly lit up the surroundings.

“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”

However, the moment the flames on his staff rose, terrifying thorns rose up from the ground in the entire space and attacked the dozen of them.

“What? Be careful!”

“He’s very strong!”

Zhao Zhixiong’s companions and the other group of people beside him quickly warned him.

However, it was useless!

The terrifying thorns drilled out from the rocks and surrounded them.

“Fiery explosion!”

Zhao Zhixiong’s expression changed slightly. The fireball in his hand emitted a hot light and exploded in the sky.

It directly exploded the layers of thorns.

However, there were too many thorns and seaweed, and it directly covered all of them.

“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”