At this moment, Su Qingying also ceased her backward flight.
She slightly turned her head and could see Jiang Ning's sharply defined chin.
"He's very strong!" Su Qingying said.
"I know!" Jiang Ning looked ahead and nodded slightly.
"Be careful of that sword of his that hasn't been drawn!" Su Qingying reminded again.
Jiang Ning nodded his head.
Earlier, he had already noticed the long sword in the right hand of the white-robed Sword Immortal, sheathed in its scabbard.
This sword had remained in the white-robed Sword Immortal's right hand since he appeared, never unsheathed.
Before Su Qingying made her move, the white-robed Sword Immortal had only used his fingers as a sword, without even employing that flying sword.
"A magnificent Sword Immortal, indeed a sight of the azure sky!" At this moment, a bold voice rang out from the front.
Jiang Ning looked over.
It was the Martial King who had stepped forward with him when Su Qingying was injured.
