Ten Thousand Swords Return as One, Instant Kill!

The scene fell silent. Everyone looked up at the sky, then looked back at Qin Luo.

They felt as though their brains were no longer enough to process this.

Qin Luo was going to take on all of them by himself?

They were prodigies from every realm, and there were nearly five hundred of them within this city.

Qin Luo alone was going to fight five hundred people?

Was this some kind of joke?

"Hahaha!" Ji Changqing burst into laughter. "Qin Luo, I heard them say you were arrogant and overbearing. I never expected—never expected—you to be this arrogant! This conceited!"

"What? Are you seeking your own death?"

"With your own strength, you want to fight all of us? Do you really think we're all soft persimmons for the taking?"

"How naive!"

Their first reaction to the countless swords filling the sky was disdain.

There were simply too many of them. Qin Luo was, at most, in the Demigod Realm. So what if his combat strength was formidable?

One person could fight three, five, even ten! Any more than that was beyond the scope of their understanding.

Song Yuan's expression darkened. Just as he was about to speak, Yu Xiulian stopped him.

"Senior Brother, since this fool who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth is courting death, we need not concern ourselves with whether he lives or dies."

"We only need to complete our mission."

Song Yuan nodded and took a slight step back, allowing Qin Luo to face those people directly.

Ji Changqing laughed loudly. "Hahaha!"

"So many swords—they sure look intimidating!"

"I just wonder whether you're all show and no substance!"

He strode forward. "Everyone, do not interfere. Today, I will give this arrogant brat a thorough lesson!"

Quite a few people's hearts stirred. They had