Slaughtering Celestials

They were all powerful fighters, the weakest of them at the seventh level of the Earth Venerable Realm. Dozens of profound weapons struck out at once, like rain filling the sky, thunder roaring and lightning flashing, bringing an overwhelming sense of suffocation.

Whoosh!

Ning Xiaochuan summoned ten Ninth Grade Profound Weapon battle swords and formed them into a sword formation, protecting himself at its center.

"Slash!" Ning Xiaochuan spat out a single word.

The ten Ninth Grade Profound Weapon battle swords flew out simultaneously, trailing ten long tails of sword qi as countless sword lights flashed forth, harvesting the enemies' lives.

With just one wave of sword qi, the bodies of more than ten Earth Venerable Realm cultivators were pierced through. They screamed and all fell into pools of blood.

Ning Xiaochuan did not flee. Gripping the Demon Sword, he charged toward Li Chonglou.

Li Chonglou had actually dared to try to kill Ning Xiner. Last time, because Ning Xiaochuan had held back out of consideration for other matters, he had merely punished him by making him kneel for three days.

This time, Ning Xiaochuan would definitely take his life!

"Li Chonglou, today is your day of death!" Even facing more than ten Celestial Venerables, Ning Xiaochuan showed no fear as he slashed down with his sword.

"Insolent junior!"

Two elderly men and two middle-aged men and women flew out from behind Li Chonglou. All of them were Celestial Venerables, their cultivation profound and their auras vast and majestic. Together, they blocked Ning Xiaochuan's sword qi.

One of them, a white-haired old man, unleashed a Figurative Divine Power. A white Heaven Flipping Seal flew from his withered palm, transforming into a seventeen-meter-tall "iron mountain" weighing hundreds of thousands of jin, crashing down upon Ning Xiaochuan.

That was a Ninth Grade