Moyang's body shook violently, and another trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. The killing formation had already drained him tremendously, and after withstanding wave after wave of supreme attacks, coupled with the eerily bizarre sword qi unleashed by the Demonic Sword, Moyang had sustained heavy injuries.
"Again!"
Seeing that the killing formation was on the verge of collapsing, Duan Chenxiang let out a loud shout, once again abruptly raising his sword in mid-air and bringing it down in a vertical chop. Accompanied by a muffled sound, rolling shockwaves dispersed outward, startling the surrounding cultivators in the distance into scrambling back in hasty retreat.
Chapter 342