First, Chu Kuangren had avoided fighting him, leaving him out in the cold winds on Endless Mountain for half a year. Now, facing him, Chu Kuangren would not even draw his sword.
These repeated slights finally sent Jian Shifang's fury erupting.
"Chu Kuangren, I will use the Saint Spirit Sword Technique to make you pay for your arrogance!" Holding Dark Heaven Slash, Jian Shifang abruptly struck.
With a single slash, surging sword qi transformed into myriad sword shadows.
They resembled a dazzling meteor shower.
And those myriad sword shadows had only one target.
Chu Kuangren!
The fluctuations of the Great Dao of the Sword emanating from this single move caused an uproar among many swordsmen in Ten Thousand Weapons City, as though they had glimpsed the pinnacle of the sword Dao.
"As expected of Jian Shifang. What a magnificent strike."
"Facing sword qi like that, does Chu Kuangren still refuse to draw his sword?"
Everyone stared fixedly at Chu Kuangren.
Yet he stood on the warship's deck, calm and composed.
Even Yin Honghua and the others behind him showed no reaction, as though the vast multitude of sword shadows before them were nothing but air.
In truth.
Having witnessed so many grand spectacles in the Dragon Tomb.
Their capacity to withstand pressure had long since improved tremendously.
Compared to being encircled and attacked by tens of millions of elite Dragon Clan soldiers, this supposedly vast sword qi before them was mere child's play.
Boom, boom, boom...
Sword qi landed on the warship, sending energy fluctuations spreading outward.
Waves of air swept out one after another.
"Is that all?"
Jian Shifang snorted coldly.
When the dust cleared, Chu Kuangren stood on the deck completely unscathed. Even the warship remained safely protected by his power.
Jian Shifang's gaze sharpened, and he said