The whole area was filled with fear.
Ao Shi, the blood-clad man, and Hua She made a grand entrance, arrogant beyond belief. Yet, in the blink of an eye, they were dead or wounded, not a single one could withstand a move from Qin Yi, it was a complete massacre.
Their subordinates were terrified, like lost souls. They considered running away, but they had seen Qin Yi's speed firsthand. Even when the blood-clad man tried to escape using his underlings, he failed. He was so afraid that any movement might catch Qin Yi's attention and bring death upon him.
These people, usually ruthless, now acted more obediently than primary school children facing a teacher, each wanting to find a crack in the ground to hide.
Qin Yi looked at Jing Wuyan, "I'll leave the rest to you."
Jing Wuyan was slightly startled, then nodded with a smile.
"Mo Xiao, deal with those two."
Mo Xiao nodded, stepped forward, and with a swift strike, killed both the blood-clad man and Hua She.
