National Master Mansion.
At this moment, Jiang Ning held the long sword in his hand, feeling the gentle breeze brushing against him, a sense of security rising in his heart.
The Taixu Yin Yang Sword with small success, the mastery of the Sword of Gui Xu, gave him greater confidence.
"I wonder if this sword can threaten a Martial Arts Peak Strongman?"
He looked at the long sword in his hand, and as he raised his hand, the golden mist in his Dantian rapidly diminished.
Hiss——
Another sword thrust out.
The void in front of him instantly returned to nothingness, space turned into a chaotic existence.
"This sword involves the fundamental rules of the world!" he mused silently, quietly observing the changes in the void before him.
He saw that with the intangible fluctuations of the void, space began to reorganize, chaos returned to order.
After one breath, the void in front of him returned to normal, with no more disturbances.
"Let's try again!" he thought to himself.
