Chu Ning looked arrogantly at the man, who was now in a quandary.
After being singled out by Chu Ning, if he did not respond, how could he continue to walk in the Cangtian Realm?
As a pride of the Divine Transformation Realm, he could not afford to show cowardice.
"Such arrogance, now I want to see, what can you do to me?"
Zhou Jian released his aura, his figure suspended in the air, a Spirit Sword appeared in his hand surrounded by Flowing Clouds, and his gaze, sharp as lightning, fixed on Chu Ning.
"Flowing Cloud Slash, descend!"
Zhou Jian lightly shouted, the Spirit Sword in his hands vibrated, at the tip of the sword, it seemed as if the wind and clouds gathered, transforming into a beam of sword light, rushing directly towards Chu Ning.
Within the sword light, imbued with the power of wind and clouds, it tore through space, powerful enough to pierce through mountains and rivers.
