He Haohan once again swung his sword through the air, attempting to block Wooden Stake Man Mo Tu and Wooden Stake Man Mo Yan, but his sword qi was deflected by Mo Hong, who then started a series of continuous chops. The immense wooden sword was even more terrifying than many divine weapons, forcing He Haohan to go all out!
"We are more perfect than before, and we have surpassed the gods!" Mo Hong repeated this phrase as he unleashed sword force that caused continuous violent trembling, making the space itself quiver intensely.
Somehow, He Haohan had made his way through the turbulent sword domain and was now close enough to strike. In an instant, the energy of nine flood dragons surged forth with extreme dominance, and with He Haohan's fierce chop, the sword qi formed nine dragons that soared into the air.
Wooden Stake Man Mo Hong stood stiff.
"Squawk!"
The arm holding the massive sword was the first to snap off in response, crashing heavily to the ground.