163 Stepping on Face

Seeing Zhou Bai's clothes and shoes blasted open by the Primordial Spirit power, a hint of disdain flashed through Zheng Wentian's eyes.

"To release the Primordial Spirit power and have it blow open your clothes and shoes is definitely a sign of insufficient control," something unimaginable for Zheng Wentian.

In the next moment, he saw the opponent hurl the Chun Jun sword directly at him.

The incoming Chun Jun was like a huge siege crossbow, accompanied by a whistling sound in the air, shooting straight at Zheng Wentian.

"Just a mere first realm and trying to use a sword as a flying sword? Foolish."

Zheng Wentian waved his hand, and his vermillion-colored Nine Suns Holy Power had already materialized, solidifying the Chun Jun in mid-air.

Then, with a force able to crush city walls, he fiercely struck out at Zhou Bai.

But just as he made his attack, Zhou Bai's entire body seemed to be surrounded by swirling winds.