Wherever the blue Sword Aura passed, the mechanical Beast Guilt was sliced into scrap metal. The power of Lian Shuang's strike was enough to make any observer's heart pound with fear.
This was the same strike that had just torn apart the Hurricane Dragon. Now, only its aftershock remained, yet it was still enough to slice through the mechanical Beast Guilt.
It was a testament to the power of her sword.
'My mechanical Beast Guilt is a Top-Level Spiritual Treasure, yet it was shattered so easily?' Mo Ziyou's eyelids twitched as the Sword Aura continued on its path toward him.
"Senior Brother Mo!" The disciples of Wind Watching Cliff wore worried expressions.
The Sword Aura was now only twenty meters from Mo Ziyou.
At its terrifying speed, it could cut him down in an instant.
"Gale Boots!" A glint flashed in Mo Ziyou's eyes. The Light Patterns on his boots flickered, transforming into a gust of wind that carried him rapidly backward.
