The attacks of the few old men were almost ignored by Qinchuan. His powerful defense made Qinchuan extremely dazzling at this moment.
He directly resisted the attacks of the few old men!
"Am I seeing things? Is Qinchuan's defense so strong?"
"I'm really envious. This defense is heaven-defying!"
The handsome man on the White Luan also frowned as he stared at Qinchuan's figure. At the same time, the youth on the White Tiger also revealed a curious look.
In a battle between warriors, once the weapon touched the opponent's body, the outcome was basically decided. For Qinchuan to be attacked by a weapon and not be injured at all, it was absolutely shocking.
The battle between warriors was very fast, especially the battle between experts.
If the outcome could not be decided in half a day, then it could only be a stalemate between two boorish men.
The battle between true experts was also in an instant, or even within a few moves. Every move was extremely dangerous.
With Qinchuan's current defense, he could be said to be unscrupulous in battle. The violent Vajra Divine Dragon Claw and Divine Dragon Tail Whip directly suppressed the three old men.
This scene shocked many people. Qinchuan's performance was too monstrous.
Unparalleled attack, defense, and speed.
Qinchuan quickly defeated the three old men, but he did not kill them. They were all seriously injured.
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"Vajra Blood Slaughter, don't interfere in today's matter, okay?" The He Family Patriarch said to the old man who looked like a monk.
Now, the two of them were still playing chess, but there were only two people left. The others had already been dismissed because Qinchuan was about to fight here.
Previously, many of the He Family's pavilions had collapsed. They were not far away, so Qinchuan was about to arrive here.
"Old He, who do you think will win if I fight with that kid?" The bald monk's face was red and he smiled easily. He looked very simple and honest, but he was Vajra Blood Slaughter. This was a person whose hands were stained with blood.
"I am here today to let you watch the show. This is the He Family's matter. You don't have to interfere. Don't get involved in this mess." The old ancestor of the He Family said seriously.
"You and I have been friends for over a hundred years. Moreover, I owe you a life. Today, I must act. No matter what, I must block this Qin Chuan for you. I must act before you do. If there is someone from the He Clan who can block him, I won't act. However, if you want to act, you must let me act first. Only when I am dead can he fight against you." Jin Gang Xue Tu said seriously. Moreover, his words were resolute and decisive.
"In that case, let's go and see just how peerless this young man is to be able to force my He family to such an extent." The ancestor of the He family stood up and said with a smile.
So many people from the He family had died. They were all his direct descendants and the pillars of the He family. However, the ancestor was still calm, without the slightest sadness.
"Old He, don't you feel sad? Don't you regret it? The backbone of the He family is your direct descendants. So many people have died all of a sudden, "Jin Gang Xue Tu said as he walked.
"The development of a family or a power is never smooth sailing. They will decline, rise, and fall again. However, as long as there is a bloodline, there is hope for them to rise again. There is no everlasting family. A powerful family must go through the baptism of blood. Only by going through the baptism of blood can they accumulate their foundation and allow the family to go further. If they don't go through the baptism of blood, it will be very easy for them to be eliminated." The old ancestor of the He Family said lightly.
Jin Gang Xue Tu didn't say anything. This time, it didn't matter if the young man died or not. Even if the He family won in the end, the He family would still decline. The backbone of the He family was almost completely dead. There were dozens of Royal Realm warriors, and they were all around the fifth or sixth layer of the Royal Realm.
The old ancestor of the He Family didn't have much time left. As long as he died, the He family's position in Wind Flower Snow Moon City would drop. They would become the lowest family. At that time, they would have to face some unexpected situations. They might not even be able to stay in Wind Flower Snow Moon City.
If the old ancestor of the He Family didn't die this time, before his lifespan ran out, the He family could produce a person who could carry the family. Maybe the He family could hold on.
However, this hope was very small. He Mu 'er was originally one. Unfortunately, it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
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Qinchuan had already seen the backyard of the He family. At this time, two people walked out. One was an old man, and the other was a bald, burly monk. Both of them had a terrifying aura.
Intuition told Qinchuan that the old man was the old ancestor of the He family.
His eyes were too old. Although there was no sign of life on his face, one could feel that his vitality had reached its end. He could live for another eight or ten years at most.
For a warrior of this level, they could live for hundreds of years. If they only had eight or ten years left, they would basically reach the end of their lifespan.
The old man was tall and skinny, and he wore a plain robe. He gave off an ancient aura, and his hair was snow-white. His figure was slightly hunched, and as he took a step forward, a formless pressure gathered. Every step he took was incredibly heavy, and it was as if he was stepping on everyone's hearts.
The Vajra Blood Slaughter was tall and sturdy, taller than a normal person by at least two heads. He had a square face with big ears and a ruddy face. His thick and sturdy body made the old ancestor of the He family look very thin and small. His figure was like a huge bucket, dressed in a blood-red robe with golden edges. His huge body was like a huge pillar, and his muscles were like molten iron, making him look like a Buddha Vajra.
He had a huge body, but his footsteps were light. The old ancestor of the He family had a skinny body, but with every step he took, it was as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking.
When he was tens of meters away from Qin Chuan, he stopped. The old man took out a walking stick, and as if he was tired, he propped it on the ground. It was a two-meter-long walking stick. It was completely black, and there was a malevolent-looking tongue at the top. It looked extremely lifelike, as if it was alive.
"Look, the old ancestor of the He family is out!"
"Yes, the one beside him is the Vajra Blood Slaughter!"
"Vajra Blood Slaughter? What's that? Is he famous? "Someone was puzzled.
"You really don't know life from death. Your words are enough for the Vajra Blood Slaughter to slaughter your entire family," a middle-aged man said indifferently.
The previous person shivered and tactfully shut his mouth. Trouble came from the mouth, so it was better to speak less.
"Brother, what is the origin of this Vajra Blood Slaughter?" someone asked.
When the middle-aged man heard someone ask him, he seemed to enjoy it very much. He nodded and said, "Do you know the Vajra Buddhist Sect?"
"Yes, yes, it's the Vajra Buddhist Sect of the Middle Spirit Region, a super large sect."
"The Vajra Blood Slaughter was once the chief disciple of the Vajra Buddhist Sect. I don't need to say the reason, everyone should know that he was expelled by the Vajra Buddhist Sect.