Chen Yun was incredibly arrogant.
When Jiang Chen asked him a question, he only gave one response: "Beat me first, then we'll talk."
"Fine."
Jiang Chen did not say much else. He gripped the Execution Sword tightly. The blade had already been unsheathed. In the past, the Execution Sword was merely a sharp weapon in his hands, possessing almost no other special properties. But now, it was different. Holding it, he could clearly sense a terrifying power surging from within the blade—a power that could elevate the strength of his sword qi to an entirely new level.
Pointing his longsword horizontally, formless sword qi rippled outwards.
"Where is your weapon?" Jiang Chen asked calmly.
"I don't need a weapon to deal with you."
"Haha..."
Jiang Chen laughed. He had already killed opponents in the Eighth Realm, and he had done so when he was only in the Seventh Realm. Although Prince Jiu had been injured from multiple previous battles and was too old to exert the true power of an Eighth Realm expert, he was still an Eighth Realm fighter—not someone to be trifled with.
Chapter 737