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Boom!
Still three zhang away from Jiang Zuo, Chu Ning launched a punch that evolved into a towering mountain peak, charging towards Jiang Zuo with an irresistible force.
What seemed like a prolonged encounter actually happened in a flash. When Jiang Zuo saw that Chu Ning managed to withstand his sword strike, his pupils contracted, but he refused to retreat, his expression turning fierce.
"Let's decide the outcome then."
In his right hand, Jiang Zuo gripped a black longsword, the second blade on his back.
There were only a few Nascent Soul realm cultivators who could force him to draw this sword, and none had ever managed to withstand a strike from it.
Advancing instead of retreating, Jiang Zuo's black sword clashed with the mountain peak.
