"Damn it, I will never admit defeat!"
The Fallen Angel let out a furious roar and dove down once more.
Its pitch-black claws slashed viciously toward Zhang Beixing.
It wanted to tear him into shreds.
But Zhang Beixing only curled his lips in a contemptuous smile and blasted out a punch.
"Overestimating yourself!"
With a deafening boom, fist and claw collided.
In that instant, it felt as if heaven and earth were collapsing.
Yet in the very next moment, everyone saw a scene beyond imagination.
The enormous body of the Fallen Angel was actually sent flying by that single punch.
It tumbled in midair and crashed into the distant mountains.
Rock shattered, dust billowed.
And Zhang Beixing stood there calm and composed.
As if that earth-shattering strike just now had been nothing more than a casual move.
The Fallen Angel howled as it scrambled up, staring at Zhang Beixing in disbelief.
Its grotesque face was filled with shock and fear.
