in the entire provincial city and is known as the "Little King" of the province.Just then, Wei Kun'an's phone rang. After answering, he immediately had his subordinates report, "Master, that guy name..."Quick, stop him…"

Xuanyuan Yan roared, while he took the opportunity to escape!

At this time, the numerous offspring of the Xuanyuan family had either died or been injured, and there was no trace of them left. There were a few martial arts guards protecting Xuanyuan Yan before, but now even the last resort formation of the Xuanyuan family couldn't withstand Chen Ping's power, and the rest had long since fled.

Have you run

Chen Ping's Zhanlong sword seemed to be infused with the power of thunder and lightning. As Xuanyuan Yan fled, rolling thunder continuously struck his path, blocking his escape.

"Your Xuanyuan family is nothing more than this. There will be no Xuanyuan family in the Kyoto martial arts world from now on."

Chen Ping looked at Xuan Yuan Yan coldly, his eyes flashing with intense killing intent.

Xuanyuan Yan knew that escape was hopeless. Looking at the corpses littering the ground and the mere handful of people left by his side, he knew the Xuanyuan clan was finished.

He could never have imagined that Chen Ping, someone he had never even glanced at before, would single-handedly destroy their two great clans today.

"Chen Ping, I was wrong. I know I was wrong. From now on, our Xuanyuan family is willing to follow your orders and your arrangements!"

Xuan Yuan Yan lowered his head, the head of the Xuan Yuan family, forced to bow to a young man who was only in his twenties.

At this moment, what face or reputation mattered to Xuan Yuan Yan Nothing. What mattered was life. Life was only once given, and Xuan Yuan Yan knew that as long as the green mountains remained, there would be no shortage of firewood.

But whether Chen Ping will give him a chance to live is unknown.

"Right now, I can kill you. And with the entirety of your Xuanyuan clan's power, I could do the same."

Chen Ping's eyes were cold, he would not let Xuanyuan Yan go.

As soon as Chen Ping finished speaking, he raised his Dragon Slayer Sword high.

Looking at the Zhanlong Sword in Chen Ping's hand, Xuanyuan Yan's eyes were filled with fear, but he remained motionless. He had completely lost his confidence because he knew that even if he dodged, the result would be the same.

"Stop..."ng to miss a single detail.Soon, a patch of red bean sprouts grew on the ground before the tomb door. Hu Bazi stretched out his hand and waved it, grabbing all the red bean sprouts into his hands, and...