Using the sword control technique passed down from Li, he turned one sword into thousands, manipulating the magical threads infused with sword intent towards Xiao Maoniang.
Half of the magical threads were slashed away by sharp claws, but the remaining half had already reached close to Xiao Maoniang.
It wasn't a piercing move, but an entangling one.
A few strands of magical thread circled behind Xiao Maoniang, but instead of tightening, they ruaned upward against the fur.
The once smooth cat fur was now in disarray, even when it was going berserk.
With its fur standing on end, the foundational logic of Xiao Maoniang licking its fur conflicted with hissing; it was in a dilemma, neither able to hiss nor lick.
And Zhang Ze seized this opportunity to unleash his ultimate skill.
Having succeeded, Zhang Ze clenched his fist and shouted.
"Watch closely! This move is called the Sword Sect's Grand Circling Egg-squeezing Swordsmanship, even the Sect Leader would shiver upon seeing it."
