Lan Xusheng curled his lips, and in an instant, the powerful martial arts master's high-level strength burst out on the stage. The air was filled with a chill, like frost.

The fat man's name was Qiu Jinhua. Qiu Jinhua snorted coldly, "Come on, I also want to ask the people from your four major families for advice to see if they are just empty talk."

A flash of cold light flashed in Lan Xusheng's black eyes, like a sharp sword rushing towards Qiu Jinhua along with the power in his hand.

Qiu Jinhua did not dodge or evade with his heavy body, just stood there in the center of the ring, watching Lan Xusheng's powerful attack hit him directly.

boom!

When everyone saw this power, they were secretly cursing Qiu Jinhua for being stupid. But when they saw that Qiu Jinhua was unharmed, they suddenly realized that his strength was real and that he did not take the power of this high-level martial artist seriously at all.

Lan Xusheng looked gloomy and continued to attack Qiu Jinhua...

Lan Zhenxiao remained silent upon seeing this. As Lan Xusheng's grandfather, he naturally knew Lan Xusheng's strength, so although the situation in front of him looked very serious, it actually posed no threat to Lan Xusheng at all.

The powerful man looked at Lan Zhenxiao coldly and sneered, "Lan Zhenxiao, the strength of your Lan family is not that good. Qiu Jinhua will soon beat Lan Xusheng to death, and you can only send him off with your old hair."

Lan Zhenxiao smiled disapprovingly, his cold eyes fell on the powerful Gang, "It's too early to say that. Don't think that everyone who looks like a pig like you will win the victory."

Cough!

Lan Qingyu couldn't help laughing when she heard their words.

But this powerful Dagang is indeed as strong as a pig, and the same goes for Qiu Jinhua.

"Hmph! I didn't expect that you, Lan Zhenxiao, who is almost dead, would speak in such a disgusting way." Li Li Dagang watched the fight between Qiu Jinhua and Lan Xusheng with disdain.

Lan Zhenxiao snorted coldly, "Isn't it?"

boom!

Lan Xusheng curled his lips coldly, his aura surged rapidly, his clothes fluttered, and the power of the Martial Honor level was like a mountain torrent, instantly condensing into sharp swords, flashing with cold light.

Qiu Jinhua cursed inwardly, "Not good!"

Unfortunately, Qiu Jinhua showed off his physical strength too much, so when he saw Lan Xusheng's power transformed into a sharp sword, he was shocked.

In an instant, the power turned into a sharp sword like lightning, piercing into Qiu Jinhua's body before he could resist.

Puff puff!

When the sharp sword pierced Qiu Jinhua's body, blood spurted out like bubbles in a hot spring.

A murderous intent flashed in Qiu Jinhua's eyes, "You dare to kill me with just this little ability? You really overestimate your own abilities!"

boom!

Qiu Jinhua knocked the sharp sword off his body.

Lan Xusheng narrowed his eyes and suddenly laughed. No matter how powerful you are, you will die here today. We, the Lan family, don't have many disciples, and many of them were killed by your people from the Blood Alliance and the Divine Art Palace. Not to mention the deaths of many disciples from other forces and sects.

Lan Xusheng took out his weapon, which was a spiritual sword. As soon as he took out the sword, he suddenly chopped off Qiu Jinhua who was attacking him.

pat!

A stream of bright red blood flashed through Lan Xusheng's eyes, mixed with a human head.

The head flew off Qiu Jinhua's neck and fell to the ground, rolling around a few times.

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