The powerhouses of the three great families could no longer stand still.
Four Grandmasters, Xiao Ting, Zheng Ran, Wang Feng, and Jin Tian, all leaped up.
Nine Grandmasters also flew up.
They were Gao Defa and Song Zhaoxiong, who had been injured but had recovered somewhat after taking some restorative pills.
And seven other Grandmasters from the other three families, Yun Shan, Bu Lei, and others.
The remaining dozens of Huajing powerhouses were scattered around.
Ling'er, who was with the Qin family entourage, looked worried.
"So many experts, this is the entire force of the three great families. Brother, he..."
"No need to worry. Since he is so confident, he must have a trump card. I have a premonition that from today onwards, the four great families will cease to exist in the imperial capital," Qin Yi said calmly.
Facing the siege.
Qin Xuan's face remained unfazed.
Back then, his father and grandfather had also faced so many powerful individuals.
Although Qin Xuan was alone now, the outcome would not be the same as that year.
Qin Xuan closed his eyes slightly, stood up, and took a deep breath.
Then, he suddenly opened his eyes and let out a roar.
"Qin Xuan of the Qin family! I'll send the three great families on their way!"
With a wave of his hand in front of him.
Vast dragon power materialized into a golden dragon-shaped sword.
The patriarchs of the three families immediately scolded.
Chen Fei: Kill him! Kill him quickly!
Luo Tianyang and Luo Tianci: Grind his bones to ashes! Let
Yun Shengmo: Die! Let him die!
The four Grandmasters moved instantly.
They attacked Qin Xuan from four different directions.
The remaining nine Grandmasters followed without hesitation, forming a surrounding circle.
The impenetrable encirclement left Qin Xuan with no room to escape.
But Qin Xuan did not come to escape.
Watching the four figures approaching.
Qin Xuan sneered.
With a sword strike.
Vast dragon power formed a crescent-shaped sword energy that shot out.
The two Grandmasters in front of him felt an inexplicable sense of dread.
They immediately stopped in their tracks and then leaped upwards with all their might.
The sword energy grazed their feet.
Gao Defa and Song Zhaoxiong behind them widened their eyes.
They didn't even have time to scream.
Their heads slowly detached from their necks.
Then their bodies lost balance and fell to the ground with their heads, smashing into a pulp.
Everyone stopped in their tracks.
Looking at Gao Defa and Song Zhaoxiong, who had already been smashed into a bloody mess.
Their faces turned blacker than coal.
Those... those were two Grandmaster level powerhouses!
Just like that, with one sword? Their heads were gone, they were dead?
Especially the two Grandmasters who had just dodged the sword energy.
They were filled with lingering fear.
And they were still in shock.
Was this inner energy?
Inner energy transforming into sword energy?
How could this be possible!
The emotions of the two were mixed.
Luo Tianyang was the first to regain his senses.
"What are you stunned about! One man can't fight two! Don't give him a chance to attack!"
The others finally snapped out of their daze.
They became vigilant again and rushed towards Qin Xuan.
"Die!" Xiao Ting roared, leading the charge.
Zheng Ran, behind Qin Xuan, also moved with incredible speed, clenching his fist and channeling all his inner energy towards Qin Xuan's back.
Qin Xuan's expression remained unchanged. With a cold snort.
He kicked Xiao Ting in the abdomen.
Xiao Ting's eyes widened instantly, and intense pain shot through his abdomen.
He felt as if all the organs in his abdomen had been pulverized!
The next moment, he was sent flying hundreds of meters away, crashing into a steel bar that pierced through his chest, and he died with an incredulous look on his face.
Zheng Ran, seeing this behind Qin Xuan, thought it was an opportunity!
He hadn't even retracted his leg after the kick!
He immediately maximized his speed. As long as he landed a palm strike! Even if he didn't die, he would at least be half-dead.
This palm strike had condensed all of Zheng Ran's inner energy.
As it was about to strike, Zheng Ran's face lit up with immense joy.
But in the next moment.
Qin Xuan's body turned at an almost imperceptible speed. He swung his sword, which plunged into Zheng Ran's chest.
Zheng Ran's hand was less than a fist's distance from Qin Xuan's head.
"Re... how could the reaction be... so..." Zheng Ran couldn't utter the last word, "fast," before he lowered his head, closed his eyes, and lost all signs of life.