Buzz—
Just as Zheng Jingyun was about to grab the hilt, the sword suddenly let out a clang. The sword shone brightly, and profuse power erupted from it.
Then with a flash of sword light, the sword was hundreds of meters away. Zheng Jingyun missed grabbing it.
This scene stunned Zheng Jingyun and Ji Lutian. What's going on? This sword know how to dodge?
"Divine weapons have spirits. Clearly, this sword is unwilling to fall into your hands," Zhou Shu said indifferently.
"Are you the one behind this?" Zheng Jingyun turned around and looked at Zhou Shu with a solemn expression.
"It has nothing to do with me." Zhou Shu shrugged calmly. "If you have the ability, just take it. If it doesn't follow you, then you ask if there's something wrong with yourself."
"What can be wrong with me?" Zheng Jingyun said angrily.
