Under the heavy rain, vision was greatly affected. Adding on the fact that everyone in the Xia Clan was busy fighting, no one noticed the death of the Xia Clan's patriarch.
After the Light Wind Sword pierced through the Xia Clan's patriarch's throat, it quickly flew back into Jianchen's hand. Jianchen held the Light Wind Sword and immediately arrived in front of the Xia Clan's patriarch. As expected of an Earth Saint Master, after having his throat pierced, he did not immediately die. His eyes were wide open and filled with disbelief. It was a pity that his throat had been pierced and he had lost the ability to speak. Otherwise, he would have asked the questions in his heart before he died.
This was because he had clearly seen a sword pierce through his throat and fly through the air at an unimaginable speed without anyone controlling it. This scene had already exceeded the Xia Clan's patriarch's understanding.
The Xia Clan's patriarch's life force was quickly draining away. Not long after, he slowly closed his eyes and left the world with a head full of questions.
Thunder rumbled in the sky, and from time to time, there would be flashes of lightning that illuminated the entire sky. The heavy rain that was the size of beans slapped on the ground, creating loud "Hua Hua" sounds, which greatly affected everyone's hearing.
Jianchen's body was dripping with rain and he had long since become soaked. He slowly squatted down and took off the Xia Clan's patriarch's Space Belt and the Space Ring on his left hand. He then checked the patriarch's body to make sure that he did not miss anything important before leaving.
As the previous patriarch of the Xia Clan and the founder of the Xia Clan, as well as an Earth Saint Master, the Xia Clan's patriarch would definitely have many valuable items on him. If Jianchen wanted to expand the Flame Mercenaries, he would need a large amount of money.
After killing the Old Master of the Xia Family, Jianchen did not stop there. He raised his sword and charged towards the rest of the Xia Family members. Now that he had a grudge with the Xia Family, he could not show mercy. The people present were the elites of the Xia Family. If he killed them, the rest of the Xia Family members would not be a threat.
The people of the Xia Clan held an absolute advantage. Apart from a few Great Saint Masters, the rest of them all had the strength of a Saint Master. After such a short battle, the seven people of the Flame Mercenaries were all injured. Even Qing Mu and Qing Shan from the Huatian Sect had a few wounds on their bodies. Only Qing Yun, who had the earth attribute Saint Force that specialized in defense and mastered battle techniques, was unscathed. He held back the few Great Saint Masters of the Xia Clan by himself, greatly reducing the pressure on the others.
With the addition of Jianchen, the situation of the Flame Mercenaries, who were originally at a disadvantage, was instantly turned around. These Saint Masters could threaten ordinary Great Saint Masters if they worked together, and could even kill them. However, in Jianchen's eyes, they were just a group of helpless lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
Jianchen charged into the group of Xia Clan members. The Light Wind Sword turned into a sky full of sword shadows, instantly stabbing out several times. Every strike accurately sliced through their throats. Before they could even react, their lives had been mercilessly taken.
Under Jianchen's extremely fast killing speed, the remaining people of the Xia Clan rapidly decreased in number. Not long after, they were all wiped out. Not a single person was left alive.
Jianchen's performance caused Qing Yun and the other two from the Huatian Sect to be secretly shocked.
The three hundred people of the Xia Clan that had come this time, including the old patriarch, who was an Earth Saint Master, had all been killed.
As for Jianchen's side, only the members of the Flame Mercenaries and Qing Shan and Qing Mu had suffered heavy injuries. They were all covered in blood, and their bodies were covered in wounds of various sizes. Fresh blood continuously flowed from them.
"Brother Jianchen, is the old patriarch of the Xia Clan dead?" Qing Yun let out a long sigh and asked Jianchen. As the battle between Jian Chen and the old patriarch of the Xia family was still some distance away, he was unable to see the situation on the other side in the pitch black night. Furthermore, his battle with the old patriarch of the Xia family was extremely stressful, so he was unable to divert his attention to observe the situation on the other side.
Jianchen smiled, but no one could see the smile clearly in the dark night. He said, "Don't worry, I've already dealt with that old bastard."
Cold sweat faintly appeared on the foreheads of the three from the Huatian Sect when they heard that. They were shocked by Jianchen's strength once again. They never thought that he would be able to kill an Earth Saint Master with a Battle Skill in such a short amount of time. Moreover, according to the information they had gathered, the old patriarch of the Xia Clan was at least a Second Cycle Earth Saint Master, perhaps even close to the Third Cycle.
"Fortunately, our Huayun Sect didn't provoke Jianchen like the Xia Clan did. It really isn't worth it to offend such a powerful genius for a Class 5 Monster Core," Qing Yunxin secretly thought.
Jianchen arrived before the people of the Flame Mercenaries and stared at them in concern. He asked, "How are your injuries? Are there any major problems?" These people were the only ones who could be considered experts in the Flame Mercenaries. In his heart, Jianchen really didn't want to see any accidents happen to any of them.
"We're all heavily injured, but we won't die." Duo Kangqiang stood up and said weakly.
"Brother Jianchen, their injuries are indeed very heavy. I think we should immediately return and invite a Radiant Saint Master to heal them." Qing Yun suggested.
Jianchen nodded and immediately cleaned up the battlefield. He took the three hundred or so Space Belts from the Xia Clan guards and put them into his own pouch. He then led the heavily injured people of the Flame Mercenaries back to Wake City in the rain.
"Brother Jianchen, there are no Radiant Saint Masters in Wake City. Even if there were, it would be very difficult to find one. You should take them back first. I'll go to a nearby second class city and invite a Radiant Saint Master over." Qing Yun suddenly said.
"Then I'll have to trouble brother Qing Yun." Jianchen didn't refuse and clasped his hands in thanks.
"Haha, brother Jianchen, there's no need to be so courteous." Qing Yun clasped his hands and then left alone. Qing Shan and Qing Mu were still heavily injured, so they followed Jianchen back to Wake City to heal.
Due to their heavy injuries, the speed at which they returned was much slower than when they came. Jianchen's group traveled through the night and finally arrived at Wake City at dawn.
In the Kai Clan's courtyard, the seven Great Saint Masters of the Raging Flame Mercenary Group and Qing Shan and Qing Mu of the Huatian Sect had already been properly settled. Their wounds were smeared with top grade healing panaceas and some medicinal pills that were specially used to treat internal injuries, temporarily stabilizing their injuries.
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