"You still dare to run?"
Watching He Pingsheng retreat explosively, the woman flew into a rage. "Sword Intent Like Rain!"
"Cut him down!"
Whoosh...
The two women sent their flying swords out almost simultaneously.
The two flying swords shot into the void, swelling to a thousand feet in an instant.
Then vast sword intent gathered, forming thousands of slender sword phantoms that fell like raindrops toward He Pingsheng's head.
"So this is Sword Intent Like Rain!" He Pingsheng smiled, then drew his blade.
Silent Flame!
Without using any divine ability, he simply swung it lightly through the void.
Vast divine power roared from the blade, forming a crescent of crimson light that flew toward the rain of swords overhead.
With a single strike, the thousands of raining swords scattered.
Even the two flying swords were knocked away by He Pingsheng.
"What a brat!" Master Tong shouted from afar. "Watch out... retreat at once!"
But it was already too late.
He Pingsheng swung his blade, and crimson blade light once again formed a red crescent that slashed toward them.
Unlike the previous strike, which had swept upward toward the sword rain, this time He Pingsheng's blade light swept horizontally through the void.
One slash struck two people.
The two women heard Master Tong's warning and tried to retreat.
Unfortunately, just as they tried to leave, their seas of consciousness suddenly suffered an attack from He Pingsheng's divine sense.
Their attempts to flee were interrupted.
Then a streak of blade light sliced through both their bodies with a soft squelch.
Two Divine Command Realm cultivators fell on the spot.
One slash, two slain.
He Pingsheng carried the Heng Saber through a circle in the void, then pointed its tip toward Master Tong. "Han Houzhi, let him through... today, this young master is