Four Grandmaster-level experts lined up, aggressively attacking Qin Ze. Their strength was beyond doubt; each was a master among masters, possessing formidable combat power and rich experience.

Mills made the first move, his figure as fast as lightning, his longsword slashing towards Qin Ze with a piercing sound.

Qin Ze raised his sword to block, but a powerful impact forced him to step back slightly to regain his balance.

At this moment, the other three Grandmasters also launched their attacks, and the dense barrage of moves forced Qin Ze to do his best to dodge and defend.

Qin Ze's movements were extremely agile, like a dragon weaving between the four, sometimes dodging and sometimes counterattacking.

His swordsmanship was extremely exquisite; every strike targeted the enemy's vital points, forcing them to concentrate fully on defense.

The four men's attacks were like a storm, but Qin Ze was not suppressed. Instead, he gradually found a way to break through them.

He turned his body, easily dodging the attack of a Grandmaster, and then suddenly turned around, thrusting his sword diagonally towards the abdomen of another Grandmaster.

The grandmaster was taken aback and hurriedly dodged, but Qin Ze's sword strikes were like a ghost, relentlessly pursuing him and aiming for his vital points.

He could only defend himself urgently, and the sound of swords clashing rang out, sparks flying.

Seeing this, Mills roared in anger, and the longsword in his hand emitted a piercing hum, its light surging as he unleashed his ultimate move.

The sword's momentum was as strong as a mountain, its attack fierce and powerful, slashing towards Qin Ze with boundless might.

Qin Ze's expression changed slightly, but he was not to be outdone. The Tianwen Sword in his hand shone brightly, turning into a sharp blade that clashed with Mills's sword light.

The collision of the two powerful forces triggered a terrifying explosion, and the air currents on the battlefield surged violently.

Qin Ze's eyes shone brightly, his whole body surged with power, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

His sword strike suddenly changed, aiming diagonally at Mills' waist from the side.

Mills sensed the danger instantly, but it was too late to dodge.