Chapter 666: Number Two in the World at Wudicheng, Wang Xianzhi Seeks Only One Defeat

And this expert was probably not far from his own level.

Thinking of this, Wang Xianzhi became excited.

He had not tasted the flavor of defeat for decades.

Everyone said that Mr. Su of the Half-Moon Inn was a divine calculator; hopefully, he wouldn't miscalculate this time.

Thinking this in his heart, Wang Xianzhi looked at Xu Fengnian: "Make your move. I will let you have three strikes."

Xu Fengnian did not talk nonsense, and the Beiliang Saber at his waist was unsheathed directly.

"627" In an instant, a cold aura permeated the air, and the surrounding temperature dropped to the freezing point.

Wang Xianzhi's pupils constricted, only then realizing that he had underestimated this Prince heir.

A single saber possessed such power.

This Xu Fengnian was indeed not simple.

However, even if he wasn't simple, it could not change the outcome of Xu Fengnian's inevitable defeat.

A person's fortune was limited after all. Although Xu Fengnian was exceptionally talented, he could not defy the heavens and change his fate. Once his fortune was exhausted, there was only a dead end.

"Kill!"

With an angry roar, Xu Fengnian tapped his toes, and his entire body shot toward Wang Xianzhi like a cannonball.

The speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he was already close.

With a flip of his wrist, the Beiliang Saber in his hand slashed out horizontally. As the saber fell, the air seemed to be torn apart.

Wang Xianzhi's gaze focused, his aura surging, and then he threw a punch.

"Boom!"

The two sides collided, a violent explosion occurred, and the violent aftermath scattered, shattering the roofs on both sides.

Xu Fengnian retreated seven or eight steps, while Wang Xianzhi retreated six or seven steps, a look of horror appearing on his face, "Early Land Immortal?"

Xu Fengnian had actually stepped into the Land Immortal realm!

"Try another strike!"

Xu Fengnian shouted and lunged again.

A look of dread appeared on Wang Xianzhi's face. He hurriedly dodged, and at the same time, his left palm extended, slapping out. The wind howled, like a giant wave.

Xu Fengnian swung his saber to block, but Wang Xianzhi's left palm suddenly turned into an eagle claw, grabbing the Beiliang Saber fiercely, actually numbing Xu Fengnian's tiger's mouth and causing it to bleed.

Taking advantage of Xu Fengnian's pain, Wang Xianzhi's right hand formed a fist and smashed over.

Xu Fengnian defended in haste, but heard a crisp sound of bone breaking. Wang Xianzhi's punch sent Xu Fengnian flying, crashing heavily to the ground, vomiting blood, and his cheek swelling up rapidly.

Hiss~~~

The group of people watching the battle on the city wall were stunned....

"Oh my mother! Is this kid crazy?" ===== CHAPTER 668 =====