Boom!
A terrifying roar, that horrifying black fist shadow, was crushed by the myriad of Cloud Swords. Mo Ling's pupils constricted, his gaze flashed with a trace of horror!
He fiercely stomped on the ground with his right foot, quickly retreating as his hands clenched into fists, launching rapid punches.
The violent force rampaged through his body, while the remaining Cloud Swords continued their assault on Mo Ling.
Pu pu pu...
Any Cloud Sword that came within three meters of Mo Ling was shattered, sword Qi dispersed. The entire stage was filled with layers of sword shadows.
However, the number of Cloud Swords was simply too many, and Mo Ling's punching speed gradually couldn't keep up.
Puff...
A Cloud Sword pierced through Mo Ling's armpit, instantly causing a trace of blood to seep from his clothes. Mo Ling's gaze revealed a hint of panic. At this moment, he was truly flustered.
