Watching this scene, Mo Yang sneered, "Not bad. Try catching another sword strike from me!"
He raised his hand and slashed out. A blinding brilliance flowed from his fingertips, and an aura of terrifying sharpness instantly filled the air. In a blink, a dazzling sword beam tore through the sky, its momentum even more formidable than the last.
The third form of the *God-Slaying Record*!
Chapter 257