If the fight were to continue, exhaustion would gradually set in to the point of complete depletion.
"Trying to escape!"
Watching Jiang Ning turn to leave, the Wind God Envoy transformed into the Six-Armed Divine Descendant suddenly let out a sinister laugh.
His figure moved, and he pursued him immediately.
Suddenly.
Swoosh—
Swoosh—
Swoosh—
The sound of cutting through the air attacked from behind Jiang Ning, raising waves of sonic booms.
Each trace that a piece of rubble left in the air revealed a visible white mist.
This was a typical sonic cloud.
A sonic cloud occurs only when an object approaches the speed of sound or breaks the sound barrier.
Clearly, the rubble assaulting Jiang Ning was already very close to the speed of sound.
In the next moment.
Jiang Ning, without turning his head, dodged again and again.
The act of dodging sharply reduced his speed.
The Six-Armed Divine Descendant, seeing this from behind, couldn't help but smile.
