C2209 The Sword Falls and the Man Perishes

The gazes of the crowd were fixated onto Qin Xuan, their eyes glimmering with sharpness. How brazen he was. If he couldn't withstand three of his strikes, he would die?

Who did he think he was?

"How dare you!" The black robe middle aged man was furious, he pushed down his palm and millions of thunder lances grinded against the space as he struck out. Wherever they passed