He did not hesitate, suddenly whipping out the rusted battle sword in his hand toward Ergouzi. The battle sword remained completely unchanged, yet it directly sliced through the beam of light in an instant.
Then Mo Yang raised his hand and swept it outward, unleashing a mighty palm force that enveloped Ergouzi's torn flesh and blood, pulling it instantly to his side.
All of this happened in a fraction of a second. Surprise flickered repeatedly in the eyes of the two sweeping elderly monks; even under that dharma seal, Mo Yang was somehow still able to break free.
Chapter 572