Chapter 662: The Final Battle (Below)_2

"Uh..."

Xi Jue, seeing the small sword swiftly materializing in Zhang Xian's hand, instinctively retreats.

Intuition told him, the power of that small sword was extraordinarily strong. The aura released when it was forming, echoes his conjecture deep inside.

What he did not understand was how Zhang Xian's wounds had suddenly healed and his power had made a qualitative leap.

The current Zhang Xian is unrecognizable from before.

"Just wait for it." Zhang Xian laughed coldly.

At the same time, the small sword in his hand was increasingly consilidating, emitting a dazzling golden light, attempting to rival the blazing sun in the sky.

"Hmph, I would like to see what tricks you are trying to play." Xi Jue outstretched his hands, slightly bent his knees, and prepared himself to receive Zhang Xian's blow.

In his view, Zhang Xian must have done something obscure to create a sensory illusion. He refused to believe that Zhang Xian could change so dramatically in less than half an hour.