Looking at the Heavenly Sword Elder, who was seething with rage and radiating killing intent, Ning Wangshu raised an eyebrow and glanced sidelong at him. "So what if I killed your Godly Sword Pavilion disciples right in front of you? Those two ants dared to run their mouths in front of me. I killed them, so what? They got what they deserved!"
"As for you, you want to kill me? Heh. You're not good enough!"
Ning Wangshu curled his lip in disdain.
"You're asking for death—"
The Heavenly Sword Elder roared with fury, eyes wide and murderous aura surging. He abruptly reached out with his right hand, as if seizing boundless power from the air. In an instant, it transformed into a keen-edged sword, sharp and unstoppable.
Then he swept his hand fiercely, and the sword came slashing down at Ning Wangshu...
Seeing this, Ning Wangshu gave a contemptuous sneer and shook his head. "I told you, don't embarrass yourself with such paltry tricks. You still haven't learned your lesson!"
With that, Ning Wangshu raised his hand again and pointed at the descending sword, striking through the air. His gaze flashed like lightning as he coolly cried, "Break!"
Boom!
In an instant, the sword shuddered violently in midair. The next moment, a series of cracking sounds rang out as fine fissures spread across its surface. Then, with a sudden whoosh, it crumbled away...
"An eye for an eye! You take one of my swords too!"
Ning Wangshu glanced at the Heavenly Sword Elder before him, gave a soft shout, and casually formed a Sword Finger with his right hand before flicking it.
In that instant, a dazzling radiance shone at his fingertips, transforming in a flash into a sharp sword beam that shot toward the Heavenly Sword Elder's face.
Shock