The crazy uncle-master went on a killing spree, and the whole sect was burned to death!

Chapter 309 Let's go together?

With a thought in mind, Clan Chief Ning gave Clan Chief Mu a look, signaling him to incite the crowd to take action.

This time, however, the head of the Mu family seemed not to see it and turned his head to the side.

He was scared.

The fate of the He family head is clear. If I were to take the lead and start a fight, what if Song Wanning were to cut him down with a single sword?
Besides, it was the Ning family patriarch who gave the orders in the first place, so it's only natural that he should do it now.

Anyway, I would rather die than let my friend die.

Chief Mu's reaction infuriated Chief Ning, who cursed inwardly.

These people are shameless; they just want to hide behind him and benefit from it!
But the situation is urgent and can no longer be delayed.

He could only secretly take out a talisman and hold it in his palm, ready to run away at any time, before saying to the dozen or so Nascent Soul cultivators in the sky: "Nascent Soul Ancestors, you have all seen Song Wanning's strength. If you continue to hold back, the fate of the He family will be our future!"

"Now we must work together to take down the Song family!"

Chief Ning spoke rapidly, as if afraid that he would be cut down by Song Wanning's sword before he could finish speaking.

Unexpectedly, Song Wanning did not attack him, but instead looked at him with a half-smile.

That gaze was like that of a cold, venomous snake, sending chills down his spine.

The Nascent Soul cultivators in the sky naturally understood the gravity of the situation, but the higher their cultivation level, the more afraid they were of death.

They have paid a heavy price to get to where they are today, enjoying endless respect and living a carefree and happy life.

Now, suddenly facing a freak who could kill a Nascent Soul cultivator with a single sword strike, they were filled with dread and had no desire to become anyone's scapegoat.

But Song Wanning was incredibly arrogant. As she soared into the air, she smiled slightly at the group of people.

"Are you coming one by one, or all at once?"

Her casual remark silenced the crowd once again, and they stared at her in shock.

Song Wanning is far too arrogant. Although she can kill Nascent Soul cultivators, she is facing more than ten Nascent Soul cultivators!

There are even several Nascent Soul patriarchs from various families on their way.

Isn't she afraid of shooting herself in the foot?
These words caused the faces of the group of Nascent Soul cultivators to instantly turn red.

Anger surged, and everyone forgot about scheming and plotting.

"Song Wanning, you have a path to heaven but choose not to, and a path to hell but choose to come anyway. Then don't blame us for being impolite!"

"Fellow Daoists, let's go!!!"

With a shout, the Nascent Soul cultivators mobilized in full force, unleashing all sorts of spells at Song Wanning.

When a god is enraged, the heavens and earth change color.

The sky above the Song family was covered by a heavy pressure, and the originally bright sky instantly turned into a pitch-black darkness.

Seeing this, the rest of the people retreated and escaped the area that might be affected, their eyes fixed on the sky.

Above the sky, the five members of the Song family and the dozen or so people on the opposite side had already made their moves.

The dozen or so Nascent Soul cultivators were all ruthless, each unleashing their ultimate moves, seemingly intent on killing Song Wanning with a single blow.

That makes sense, though. If they were to besiege Song Wanning and her group of five for too long, wouldn't they become a laughingstock?
For the sake of their reputation and their lives, they had no choice but to go all out.

Meanwhile, Song Wanning swung her long sword into the air.

The movements were incredibly fast, yet they seemed to move in slow motion, freezing the viewer's gaze.

The sword light slowly appeared in the sky and then slowly slashed towards the opposite side.

Song Wanning then took another step forward, and a white light quickly spread forward.

There were seven people opposite her.

The white light rushed in quickly, and everyone realized something was wrong. They retreated almost instantly, knowing that Song Wanning was extremely strange, so no one dared to confront her directly.

But can they escape?
Behind them, a dragon's roar suddenly rose, followed by a powerful impact that blocked their retreat.

not good!

The seven men felt a chill run down their spines and turned to retaliate against the dragon's roar. In that brief pause, the white light spread directly to the feet of one of them.

Almost instantly, the man froze, his expression became unfocused, and he seemed to faint.

Song Wanning's gaze sharpened, and she swung her sword again.

"boom--"'

There was a loud bang.

The man was cleaved in two, paused in mid-air for two seconds, and then plummeted to the ground.

The nascent soul didn't escape either, and was directly annihilated by a single sword strike.

"Bam—"

The body fell heavily to the ground, and everyone's hearts trembled.

The remaining six people looked at the Nascent Soul cultivator who had fallen to the ground with horrified expressions, their eyelids twitching wildly and goosebumps rising all over their bodies.

All seven of them had a cultivation level of at least late-stage Nascent Soul, and some were even at the peak of Nascent Soul.

Several people attacked her, but Song Wanning was completely unharmed and even instantly killed a Nascent Soul cultivator...

"A prodigy—a prodigy—"

A Nascent Soul cultivator from the Ning family pointed at Song Wanning, his hand trembling involuntarily, whether from anger or fear, it was unclear...

He kept trembling.

Song Wanning tilted her head and smiled at him.

"I told you, none of you will escape."

"Now, it's your turn..."

She winked playfully, a flash of blood red in her eyes. Although she was smiling, the murderous aura emanating from her was astonishing.

The madness in his eyes was even more frightening.

"You think... I'm afraid of you?"

The Nascent Soul cultivator from the Ning family was so angry that his face turned black.

"Arrogant brat, today I'll show you the power of a seasoned Nascent Soul cultivator!"

How long has Song Wanning been at the advanced level?

It must have been those fellow practitioners who were careless and thus got hurt.

After saying that, he took out a round, black ball, his eyes changed, and threw it at Song Wanning.

Song Wanning's expression remained unchanged, and suddenly a flame flew out from her body, which was the advanced Divine Nether Profound Fire.

Not only the Divine Netherworld Flame, but even the golden sword has changed.

Originally, it only had a sword blade, but it had unknowingly acquired a scabbard.

The scabbard was silver-white, which seemed quite out of place with the golden sword, but the scabbard shook violently, and a mysterious aura instantly spread outwards.

At the same time, the Divine Netherworld Flame rushed towards that person.

The other five Nascent Soul cultivators also dared not be careless and joined in the attack.

But the dragon spirit was still behind them; a single roar from it would make them lose their footing...

It was said that they were dealing with Song Wanning alone, but in reality, they were dealing with "four people" in succession.

Among them, a Nascent Soul cultivator released his contracted spirit beast, a blasting beast whose fur could transform into sharp blades, making it a formidable fighter.

Originally hoping to be able to help, it was unexpectedly swallowed whole by the dragon spirit behind it as soon as it was released, without even having time to let out a scream.

The dragon spirit was an innate spiritual creature, and its speed was already extremely fast. By the time the Nascent Soul cultivator discovered it, the spirit beast had already been devoured and turned into a pool of blood.

As the master, he also suffered a backlash, spitting out a mouthful of blood and falling from mid-air.