"These swords… Each of the swords' strength is comparable to the full strength of a cultivator at the Seventh Form of the Saint Celestial Stage!" Duan Ling Tian could clearly sense the power from the swords. Naturally, this level of power was no threat to him so he was not worried.
However, the same could not be said for Han Xue Nai and Liu Xia. Both women's faces had paled at this moment. Although both of them were at the Eighth Form of the Saint Celestial Stage, they still felt a tremendous pressure when faced with giant swords that contained the full strength of a cultivator at the Seventh Form of the Saint Celestial Stage
Zhang Yi's expression had also turned solemn, but it was not as grim as the girls. "Sword! Lightning!" He cried out without wasting any time. He quickly sent his Saint Origin into the Thunder Sword before he began to destroy several of the gigantic stone swords in one sweeping motion.
Boom!
Rumble!
