SHIIING!
The sword's body vibrated violently. A dazzling silver light, like stars from beyond the heavens, split into eight beams that hovered around Zhang Cheng.
"Slash!"
Zhang Cheng brought two fingers together, muttered an incantation, and issued his command at Mo Qi.
The eight beams of sword light shot forward. They were like roaring dragons unleashed, assailing Mo Qi from every direction.
'Let's see you survive this!' A vicious glint flashed in Zhang Cheng's eyes. This move, Sword Slash Eight Directions, was a High Tier of Profound-Level Martial Technique his father had taught him.
Its power was immense. Even an ordinary Mid-stage Purity Realm cultivator wouldn't be able to withstand it.
Mo Qi, on the other hand, simply stood his ground, kitchen knife in hand.
To an outsider, the eight swords moved with blinding speed, their trajectories impossible to discern. But within his Sword Skill Domain, they seemed to slow to a crawl.
