As for Qin Xi, she had no intention of holding back.
At that moment, a flash of blue light from her longsword was seen, and a streak of Cold Ice Sword Qi shot out.
In less than a blink of an eye, a scream was heard, and one of the men was decapitated.
Seeing this, Chen Tongxing was filled with indescribable rage.
But with such a vast gap in power, he was helpless to do anything.
Qin Xi, however, possessed not a shred of pity in her heart; she had waited for this day for several decades.
Weren't all those years of effort for this very moment?
Following that, Qin Xi swung out another sword, effortlessly slaying another person.
The remaining Chen Tongxing, witnessing this scene, gave up struggling entirely.
He stood rooted to the spot, eyes glaring furiously at Qin Xi, motionless—clearly understanding that any struggle would be in vain.
In his heart, though, he harbored some regrets for allowing his clan members, tempted by petty gains, to engage in unscrupulous deeds.
