"Not choosing a single one?"
Hearing Zhu Fei's response, Xie Jun was momentarily startled, as if he hadn't expected Zhu Fei to say such a thing.
However, he quickly recovered, and his face became incredibly sinister, "Boy, you dare to mock me? You're asking for death!"
Having said that, Xie Jun promptly waved the folding fan in his hand.
A breeze first drifted out from Xie Jun's folding fan, which then suddenly grew violent, becoming a tornado that spanned from heaven to earth in an instant.
In addition to that, a fierce tiger with wings on its back emerged from within the tornado, amplifying its ferocity even further.
"Roar!"
The tiger's roars resounded, changing the color of the entire sky as if doomsday had arrived, filled with an aura of disaster and destruction.
