The Masked Man was nothing like a softhearted person such as Qin Xi. To him, as long as he was strong enough, everything could be solved.
Qin Xi quickly took a step back and stopped fighting him. After all, if he kept enduring the Masked Man's style of battle, the ones who would suffer would be the common people in the city.
Although Qin Xi had said he would kill the Masked Man today no matter how great a price he had to pay, if ordinary people had to pay with their lives for it, he truly still could not do that.
So he looked at Qin Xi and said to her, "Today, let's see which one of us is stronger."
On the other side, Ancestor Hongjun and Daoist Yangmei really could not bear it anymore.
After all, the Masked Man had now become a massive threat to all of them.
And everything the Masked Man had just done seemed to be calling upon his own power again. One Black-Clad Man after another was already floating in midair, speeding toward him. They stopped not far from the Masked Man, clasped their fists respectfully, and said to him, "Master."
They looked as if they were waiting for orders at any time, in any place.
The Masked Man gave a cold snort.
Then he looked at the crowd behind Qin Xi and said to the subordinates behind him, "Get rid of every last one of them for me."
After all, as long as Ancestor Hongjun, Daoist Yangmei, and the others died, he would gain many benefits from it.
Qin Xi looked at the Masked Man and said to him, "Looks like today is the day the two of us fight to the death."
Qin Xi had long since prepared himself for this.