342 Hidden Wind Valley

Mo Yun Yang's movement slowed down the moment he got trapped in the blue ripples.

Shi Mu's eyes lit up brightly as he saw this scene. He then drew in a long and deep breath… Several fervent currents gushed out of his lower abdomen, and swarmed along his arm into the black blade. He then hacked his blade to cut off the joint of the zombie's knee.

A layer of faint-black blade-light burst forth on the surface of the black blade as soon as it received a flick. It was merely half-a-foot wide. But, it looked very pure and translucent. In fact, it was entirely different from the previous blade-lights.

Ka-cha!

The black blade-light hacked at the zombie's knee with full force… It seemed that the incredibly sturdy body of the zombie had suddenly become very fragile under the blade-light. That's because the black blade had chopped down both of its legs below the knees without much difficulty!

Plop! "Mo Yun Yang" turned over, and fell to the ground.