Lin Ke looked at Mo Sanyin in midair, then called to Lin Xuanyuan, "Xuanyuan, come back."
Now that Mo Sanyin had fused with his Spirit Insect and his strength had soared, Lin Xuanyuan clearly lacked the strength to contend with him.
Lin Ke decided to act personally.
After recalling Lin Xuanyuan, he willed a Flying Sword to abruptly appear at his side.
This was a Mid-Grade Flying Sword he had split off from his Sword Pellet, enough to deal with Mo Sanyin.
He beckoned to Mo Sanyin in midair. "Come on."
At this, Mo Sanyin could not help raising his eyebrows. A trace of surprise flashed through his icy eyes. "You're a sword cultivator, too?"
Lin Ke shrugged. "More skills never weigh you down. Any technique that can finish you off is a good technique."
Mo Sanyin's expression chilled. His right arm instantly transformed into a giant insect, which opened its crimson maw and lunged down at Lin Ke.
"Such shameless boasting. Die!"
A foul stench swept toward him along with venom. Lin Ke stamped down hard and swiftly retreated.
At the same time, his Flying Sword rang out with a clear clang, turning into a silver rainbow that stabbed straight at the incoming giant insect.
Swish, swish, swish-
Dense black scales instantly spread across Mo Sanyin's insect-transformed right arm as he tried to block Lin Ke's Flying Sword.
But the power behind Lin Ke's Flying Sword was tremendous.
Combined with the sharpness of a Mid-Grade Spirit Sword, it severed most of Mo Sanyin's insect-transformed right arm in the blink of an eye.
Then, without losing any momentum, the Flying Sword swept up his arm, heading straight for Mo Sanyin's head.
"How is that possible..."
Mo Sanyin's expression changed drastically.
Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle-
His severed right arm grew again from