When everyone in the Yan family was shouting, those warriors surrounded Jia Xibei one after another.

Among these people present, the cultivation level has reached the half-step Grandmaster realm, one step away from the Grandmaster, and they are relatively far ahead.

Those acquired martial artists with low cultivation are standing relatively backward.

At the end of the spectrum are some ordinary people.

"Good! Let's go up together, cut you early, and help out at my mother's food stall early."

Jasibe looked at everyone and said coldly.

"Boy, you give me death!"

A half-step grandmaster took the lead and blasted towards Jasibe with a single punch.

"It's time to kill!"

Jasibe said coldly, waved the big knife in his hand, and slashed it directly.

Kill Thirteen Styles!

A knife technique that is specially made to kill!

As soon as you make a move, it's a killer move!

The big knife slashed directly at the half-step grandmaster's chest, directly cutting off half of his body.

The surrounding Yan family martial artists were completely stunned when they saw this scene.

Cutting off the head of the innate martial artist just now had already shocked them.

Now the half-step grandmaster with one sword has completely broken their cognition!

Many of them were martial artists, and they habitually observed what kind of cultivation the other party was before they started.

However, none of them found true qi fluctuations in Jasibe's body.

Even when he swung the knife just now, there was no trace of true qi revealed, and simply relying on speed and strength, he forcibly cut the half-step Grandmaster in half.

In their minds, this is something that will never happen.

But such a thing happened in front of them again.

This made everyone feel unbelievable, but they had to believe it!

"Sa!"

"Sa!"

"Sa!"

「……」

Jasibe didn't stop because of their shock, and after slashing the half-step grandmaster, he continued to slash towards the other person.

As if he had fallen into the viciousness of a flock, he kept waving the knife in his hand.

Every time he swung a knife, one of them fell to the ground.

In a few moments, there was a river of blood in the council chamber.

The strong smell of blood and the mutilated corpses all over the ground made many Yan family members nauseous.

When Yan Xisong saw this scene, he was stunned for a while.

He pulled out his phone, and a call went out.

"Fourth uncle, quickly know that all the grandmasters of the Yan family will come to the council hall quickly, and the Yan family will be destroyed in a while!"

"Coming soon!"

The person on the other end of the line said three words and hung up.

When Yan Xisong heard the reply, his heart was a little steady.

There are more than a dozen Yan family grandmasters, but they don't participate in the Yan family's deliberations.

They can reach the Grandmaster realm, one counts as one, and all of them are martial idiots.

It's okay to let them exchange their cultivation experience, but let them manage the Yan family, and no one is really willing to participate.

This is also the reason why Yan Xisong did not notify these grandmasters when he summoned everyone to the council hall.

After all, after the result of the discussion, if the grandmaster needs to take action, it is also a matter of his words.

Now that the Yan family is at a critical juncture of life and death, he has to invite all these dozen or so grandmasters out.

The clothes on Jasibe's body had been stained red with blood, and the whole person looked like a killing god.

"Sa!"

He raised the knife in his hand, and another head flew out.

"Shaft! Stop!"

Just then, a loud shout came from behind him.

Then, he saw a figure, like a ghost, drawing several afterimages in the void, and punched him.

"Choke!"

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Xibei turned around and blocked with a horizontal knife, and the opponent's fist smashed directly into the knife.

The big knife in his hand snapped at the sound, and the front third of the blade fell to the ground.

His body also took five or six steps backwards one after another before stopping.

"Fourth uncle, you can count it on!"

When Yan Xisong saw the person coming, the big stone hanging in his heart was finally put down.

This is Yan Qingnian, the head of their Yan family's grandmaster, and his fourth uncle.

He is here, and the Yan family can finally stop the loss in time!

"What's going on?"

Yan Qingnian glanced at the bleeding ground and the mutilated corpses, and his face was extremely gloomy: "The Yan family has encountered such a strong enemy, why didn't they notify me in time? How do you become the head of your house?"

"Fourth uncle, I ......"

Yan Xisong wanted to explain, but before he could say anything, he saw more than a dozen grandmasters rushing behind him.

"Damn! Who did this? Dare to act recklessly in our Yan family, is it really that there is no one in our Yan family?"

"Damn! It's so hateful! Dare to commit murder in our Yan family, no matter who this person is, he must be killed

.. Thousands of corpses are broken!"

"Yes! If you don't cut this murderer with a thousand knives, it will not be enough to solve the hatred in your hearts and mine!"

「……」

The group of Yan family grandmasters who came in behind were extremely angry when they saw the scene in the council hall.

They are the grandmasters of the Yan family, and they are all members of the Yan family.

All of those killed were their clansmen, and even their immediate family members.

Looking at their tragic deaths, their anger is like a barrel of gasoline ignited, and it can't be extinguished!

They searched for a target in the crowd and soon locked on Jasibe, who was holding a broken knife and was full of murderous energy.

Their instincts told them that what was happening here must have something to do with this kid!

"Don't look at Master like that!"

Jia Xibei held the broken knife in his hand, his eyes were cold, and he glanced around the faces of the grandmasters: "This matter was done by the little master!"

"Who are you, boy?"

Yan Qingnian forcibly held back the anger in his heart, and asked in a cold voice, "What kind of deep hatred does my Yan family have with you, you are so ruthless and have killed so many people from my Yan family?"

"The moment your Yan family moves Jianye, it is already doomed that your Yan family will be destroyed!"

Jasibe said coldly.

"Are you Sun Jian's man?"

Yan Qingnian gritted his teeth and said, "What a Sun Jian, I just broke his limbs and ribs all over his body, and spared him a dog's life!" He actually found someone to destroy my Yan family, what a ruthless heart!"

"It turns out that Jianye was injured by you!"

When Jia Xibei heard the news, the murderous aura on his body became more and more intense, and he swung the knife in his hand directly, and slashed towards Yan Qingnian: "Dare to hurt Jianye, you will die for me!"

He strode towards Yan Qingnian, and the Killing Thirteen Styles were used again, directly slashing over.

Although he only had a broken knife in his hand, the power of this knife was not diminished in the slightest.

"The strength is not small, and the speed is fast enough, but unfortunately you are not a martial artist, and you are not destined to be my opponent!"

Yan Qingnian's figure flashed, dodging Jia Xibei's attack.

At the same time, he lifted his true qi, raised his palm, and slapped it towards Jasibe from the side.

"Bang!"

Jia Xibei couldn't dodge, and was hit by Yan Qingnian's palm, and the whole person flew out directly.

"Bang!"

His body slammed into the wall, and his knife fell to the ground......