But see, the wooden table in front of Zhang Xiaofan is not damaged, even the position of the foot of the table from beginning to end did not offset the upper half

"This... How can this be?"

Seeing this, Webster's second son couldn't help taking a cold breath and breathed out his voice.

And the old Webster beside him, the third Webster, compared with him, his inner horror and disbelief will only be more than the former, not less than half a point.

I saw that the three of them all had round eyes, and their faces were full of incredible horror.

And Chu month cicada is to keep rubbing his eyes with his hand, as if some can't believe what happened in front of his eyes.

You know, the power of the second Webster's palm is to shake a broken wooden table into powder.

It's no exaggeration to say that even if a huge cliff is placed in front of him, it will turn into pieces of gravel under the power of Webster's second hand.

Although it's true in theory, what happened in front of us is so real that we can't refute them one by one, and we can only accept them with a stiff head.

As for the stall owner, he didn't know what was going on. He just stood in the same place as a wooden stake. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

Seeing this behind the scenes, Chu Yu Sheng's eyes were fixed. He was a little surprised and said, "is it difficult? This young man is..."

Without waiting for Chu Yusheng to finish his speech, he saw that Zhang Xiaofan had finished the last mouthful of soup in the porcelain bowl and slowly stood up.

"Webster three tigers? Luocha is the killer of dizi! That's all... "

Zhang Xiaofan's face was unshakable, and he shook his fingers at the Webster three tigers. He looked disdainful and said.

"Boy, what's your origin?"

As the elder brother of the two, Mr. Webster is naturally not a brainless person. He has been indirectly fighting with the young man in front of him through his younger brother, and he has already noticed something wrong.

You know, although the strength of the second Webster doesn't need to be stronger than him, the strength of the two brothers is just between them.

But even so, his second brother could not even split a broken wooden table with one hand. It must be Zhang Xiaofan's hands and feet.

In addition, it's more difficult to protect this small wooden table from being hurt by the power of his second younger brother Zhenyuan than just shaking it into vermicelli.

However, in front of such a difficult thing, the young man could easily do it.

In front of this scene, Mr. Wei's mind came up with a very terrible possibility, that is, Zhang Xiaofan's own strength in front of him is several times higher than theirs

However, Zhang Xiaofan's appearance is no more than twenty-three or four years old.

How could he have such a terrible cultivation when he was young?!

"The dying need not know too much!"

Zhang Xiaofan chuckled, stepped forward indifferently, and stepped heavily on the ground.

With the fall of Zhang Xiaofan's foot, in a flash