The explosion on the other side had not yet ended when Qisha's blade had already risen and fallen.
Hu Zhenyuan's cries were abruptly cut short as his head fell to the ground!
In just a moment's time, Hu Zhenyuan, the Head of the Nanjiang Martial Alliance, and Wan Hongtian of Qiantang, these figures who appeared mighty in the eyes of common folk, had met such a crude end here.
All together, there must have been at least over two hundred lives claimed!
Looking upon the scene of corpses strewn across the field and rivers of blood, Chen Xuan's emotions were more complex than ever before.
Prior to this, he had only heard about how powerful the four great families from the east, west, south, and north truly were. Today, he had truly witnessed it.
With ease, they could mobilize over a dozen armed helicopters.
Over two hundred lives, snuffed out with a word!
This was their foundation!
This was their means!
