Jing Jiu used his right hand as a sword and formed a formation of the Inherited Heaven Sword style. He had done so in a very serious manner and with a grave expression on his face, indicating that he was preparing himself for a formidable foe.
Who could take the sword from his hand so easily under the circumstances?
Save for Zhao Layue, that is.
Jing Jiu had always thought that the Inherited Heaven Sword style was the weakest in his repertoire of all the sword styles of the nine peaks. He hoped that Gu Qing would be able to do a better job in the future.
But, if he tried his hardest, he would be able to contend with the Snow Girl, because the Sword of the Universe was his sword nonetheless. Jing Jiu felt clearly that she was merely interested in his sword, and more importantly, Wang Xiaoming was still holding the Sun Banner nearby, so he had to take the opportunity.