C713 Power of Immortals

Wang Baichuan slowly stood up.

He knew very well that his attack did not hit Su Ming. There was a trace of caution in his eyes.

The attack just now seemed heavy, but it was flexible. In fact, he was very clear about the profoundness behind it.

He had sufficient confidence. Even if the one below was Situ Zhong, he would still be defeated! His fist wind suppressed his body