The cold moon treasure blade chopped down on the thirty-meter blade aura without causing it to burst, leaving only a dazzling blade light on the blade, too brilliant for the naked eye, effortlessly splitting the thirty-meter blade aura in half as if slicing through silk.
"Clang!"
The descending cold moon treasure blade heavily struck the rising katana, and the powerful force instantly pressed the katana down onto the chest of the armless Dongying expert, who had already been severely wounded. A spurt of warm blood sprayed onto Yang Ge's face, and the energy he mustered faded away almost instantly.
"Bang."
Yang Ge pressed down on the katana with his blade, heavily smashing the Dongying expert into the densely packed surge of Dongying soldiers, killing a swath of them and clearing a large empty space.
