Chapter 620: Calculate a hexagram for Wang Xianzhi, the killing tribulation of Xu Fengnian!

At this moment, the expression on Wang Xianzhi's face had returned to calm.

There was no sorrow or joy in his eyes when looking at Su Hang.

"Mr. Su has great talent; I was rude just now."

Wang Xianzhi cupped his hands slightly toward Su Hang, his tone slightly apologetic: "Having come this time, please ask Mr. Su to calculate a hexagram for me."

Su Hang was also sitting opposite Wang Xianzhi at this time: "City Lord Wang, what do you want to calculate?"

"I stand between heaven and earth; I just want to ask, is there any opponent worth seeing in this world?"

After Wang Xianzhi finished speaking, his domineering aura pressed directly toward Su Hang.

Facing Wang Xianzhi's aggressiveness, Su Hang smiled lightly: "In this world, who dares to claim true invincibility? Those who can be your opponents, although rare in the world, are not non-existent."

"In the future, you will die at the hands of the Northern Liang Heir, Xu Fengnian!"

Once the words were out, the whole hall was shocked.

Eyes fell one after another on Xu Fengnian in the corner.

Now even Xu Fengnian pointed at himself dumbfounded, and said to Su Hang: "Mr. Su just said that Wang Xianzhi will die at my hands?"

"Yes, die at your hands!"

Old Huang was instantly excited, patting his thigh on the side: "Heir, I told you your martial arts talent is amazing; look, Mr. Su said so."

Xu Fengnian's mouth twitched; he was also a clever person, and listening to the meaning behind Su Hang's words, it seemed he had long expected Wang Xianzhi to come to his door.

But how could this be? He is only fifteen or sixteen years old; how could he beat Wang Xianzhi?

But Su Hang's words—it wouldn't be good not to believe them.

"This..."

For a moment, Xu Fengnian didn't know how to speak, and at this time, Wang Xianzhi's gaze also fell on Xu Fengnian, his eyes filled with strong disdain.

"You must be the Northern Liang Heir; Mr. Su was just talking nonsense, you don't have to take it seriously."

Wang Xianzhi's faint words were like a hammer, hitting Xu Fengnian's heart hard.

Now Xu Fengnian's stubborn temper also came up.

You look down on me?

Mr. Su said I will beat you to death in the future, and you still look down on me?

Pointing at Wang Xianzhi, he said through gritted teeth: "Hehe, I think you also know Mr. Su's ability to make prophecies. Then since Mr. Su said so today, I will definitely show mercy when the time comes."

After speaking, Xu Fengnian patted the table and walked directly toward the outside of the Half-Moon Inn.

Old Huang followed in a panic behind him.

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"Heir, wait for me. Where are you going? Heir!"

Xu Fengnian turned his head and glared: "Back to Northern Liang, to practice martial arts!"

"Heir, you want to practice martial arts? Why so suddenly?"

"Practice martial arts! Kill Wang Wang Laoguai!"

"Good, Heir; after we achieve great success in our divine arts, the first one we will take the knife to is Wang Wang Laoguai."

Xu Fengnian stopped his steps suddenly and stared at Old Huang: "Old Huang, tell the truth, are you an expert?"

Old Huang seemed sensitive to this question and nodded shyly: "Yes!"

Xu Fengnian's eyes lit up: "How high?"

Old Huang carefully used his hand to measure a height about the same as Xu Fengnian's.

Then he felt it didn't seem quite right and lowered it a little bit. ===== CHAPTER 622 =====