"Ah... how is this possible..."
When Long Ji and Youmeng arrived at the scene at an unhurried pace, they happened to witness the final moment of the Xu Family's eldest brother's life. His voice was filled with unwillingness.
Jiao Qing wore a savage grin as he brandished his dragon-headed cane, each swing whipping up a storm of blood.
As his cane came crashing down, the eldest brother's head burst like a smashed watermelon, blood gushing out like a fountain.
Yet Jiao Qing did not stop there. His cane blows fell like a raging storm, smashing into the eldest brother's corpse again and again until his brains splattered everywhere. Only then did he ease up a little.
Standing nearby, Long Ji felt the corner of his mouth twitch involuntarily.
He marveled inwardly:
Good grief, Jiao Qing really is brutal!
He actually made the scene this bloody and horrifying.
"Big Brother..."
"How is this possible? Big Brother just died like that!"
"Kill them! Avenge Big Brother..."
"We can't beat them! Retreat!"
"Run..."
In an instant, the Xu Family disciples on the battlefield fell into panic and chaos.
Some were frightened out of their wits and lacked even the strength to flee, able only to stare helplessly at the bloody scene;
Others had their fighting spirit ignited. Their hair bristled with fury as they shouted about avenging their eldest brother and charged recklessly toward Jiao Qing.
The scene instantly descended into utter chaos, battle cries, pleas for mercy, and terrified screams mingling into an indistinguishable clamor.
In his fierce battle with Wang Di, the Xu Family man finally managed to drive his opponent back with a slash of his saber.
But when he saw the chaos before him, his face drained of color as well. He lamented inwardly:
*I told them we