The continuous clang of metal on metal rang out. Mo Tianya blocked three of the Di Ming Flying Knives, but the final one struck his shoulder.
As the flying knife struck, Leng Jue abruptly appeared before Mo Tianya, his palm lashing out.
WHAM!
Leng Jue's palm slammed into Mo Tianya's chest, making him cough up blood again.
Ling Chen, watching from a distance, shook his head. Mo Tianya has lost. Hidden within those Di Ming Flying Knives is an intensely cold Xuan Ming power. That power has already seeped deep into Mo Tianya's body through the point of impact. Although he doesn't look severely injured, in reality, he's only barely holding on. His meridians and internal organs have all suffered significant trauma; he can't continue.
CLANG!
Just as Ling Chen predicted, the next moment, Mo Tianya's weapon was knocked from his grasp, signaling his complete defeat.
