When others saw this knife, their eyes flashed except Qin Yuechi.

This sword is full of wind and power, and it is indeed a bit of skill, which makes people feel cold in their hearts.

But Mrs. Zhao was not satisfied. She felt that the guard was too conservative and should not be aimed at one of Qin Chen's arms, but his head.

Even so, everyone seemed to see the scene of Qin Chen pursuing blood and begging for mercy in pain.

but--

Ding Ding Ding!

The expected scene did not happen. Three cold lights suddenly burst out from the long sword in Qin Chen's hand, and then the sound of gold and iron fighting sounded.

Before the guard could understand what was going on, he felt a flash in front of him, his palm numb, and the handle of the knife in his hand was trembling repeatedly. The sword could hardly hold it and almost broke out.

He even activates his vitality and then holds the sword in his hand tightly.

Then he was about to fight back.

The next moment, a long sword filled with cold light had already pressed against his throat.

The cold touch, like the sickle of the god of death, controls his life, makes his whole body cold, his scalp numb, like a nightmare, and his body is stiff and motionless.

In an instant.

Everyone around them widened their eyes, almost unable to believe their eyes.

If the guard before was succeeded by Qin Chen because of carelessness, then the guard had already taken all his strength just now, but the result was still a shocking surprise.

Even the guard couldn't understand how Qin Chen, who was in the early stage of the human level, blocked his poisonous dragon's spitting letter? He withstanded the cultivation level of the late stage of the human level and gained the upper hand?

"This little beast, actually..." Mrs. Zhao's eyes were cold, and she was also shocked, and she blurted out: "Qin Chen, you are so brave, don't you put down your sword."

She was so majestic that she still had the majesty of the mistress of the Qin family at this time.

"Let go?" Qin Chen grinned.

He saw a cold light shot out from his eyes, and the sword in his hand suddenly pressed and then pulled.

"Mr. Chen, don't..."

Seeing this, the guard felt cold and hurriedly begged for mercy, but it was too late.

puff!

A stream of blood was like a fountain, splashing out from his neck, sprinkling all over the floor from afar.

The corpse fell to the ground weakly.

"I want to kill me, but I want me to spare him?"

Qin Chen always had a smile on his face, but it made everyone feel cold as if they were in the eyes of others.

For a moment, the entire Qin Mansion was silent.

"And you!" Qin Chen turned his head to look at Zhao Qirui, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was staring at the prey, and said coldly: "If you dare to attack my mother again, be careful that I will not be able to help but kill you."

Zhao Qirui's face suddenly showed anger. He was about to get angry, but after seeing Qin Chen's eyes, a cold air rose from the soles of his feet inexplicably, his face turned pale, and he couldn't speak for a moment.

He looked at Mrs. Zhao and snorted coldly: "Mrs. Zhao, is this what you said to discuss?"

Mrs. Zhao hurriedly explained: "Prince Qi, there is a misunderstanding here, please wait for me to explain it to you."

Immediately afterwards, she stared at Qin Chen tightly, her whole body was trembling with anger, and her hairpin on her head trembled. She pointed at Qin Chen and said, "Okay, okay, little beast, you have the courage, even Prince Qi dared to threaten..."

Her eyes were as fierce as a poisonous snake, and she turned her head and looked behind her.

Many servants outside the house who heard the noise and rushed to see the fun were frightened and shrank their necks and quietly took a few steps back.

Finally, she turned her eyes to an old man who was always following her and said resentfully: "Qin Yong, why are you still standing there? Why don't you take this little beast off for me!"

"Yes, madam."

The old man who called Qin Yong responded and walked out of the crowd.

This man was wearing a dark blue robe, his hands were huddled behind his wide sleeves, his eyes were cold, but he had a hint of coldness. He had been watching the situation in the house coldly before, but his expression had never changed at all.

After he walked out, everyone's eyes fell on him.

Everyone's pupils shrank, including Qin Chen.

From this person, he felt an extremely dangerous aura.

"A master of the earth." Qin Chen said in a deep voice in his heart, his eyes as cold as ever.

"Master Chen, you are too much. I don't want to fight you. Master Chen should surrender and obey your wife's despair." Qin Yong said lightly, his two emotional eyes staring at Qin Chen coldly.

Qin Chen's face remained unchanged and he smiled coldly: "If you want me to surrender, it depends on whether you have the ability."

Just a master of the earth level, if you fight to the death, it will not be without resistance.

Qin Yong frowned and said, "Since that's the case, then the old slave will be usurped."

After the words came, Qin Yong's figure suddenly looked like a goshawk, and instantly rushed out. In an instant, a terrifying wind swept across the room. Qin Yong's hands formed claws and instantly grabbed Qin Chen.

This attack was more than several times stronger than the previous two guards. The strong aura suppressed Qin Chen's breathing difficulty and his bones creaked.

"Qin Yong, you dare to touch Chen'er for a try."

Qin Yuechi, who was always concerned about his son's condition, rushed out suddenly and stopped in front of Qin Chen.

Qin Chen shook his body and held a sword and blocked Qin Yuechi behind him.

His eyes were cold, and he was about to rise and move just when Qin Yong's claws fell. Although the earth-level warrior was strong, he claimed that when the opponent hit him, he could also kill him in one fell swoop.

Seeing that Qin Yong's claws were only a few feet away from him.

At this moment, a loud voice suddenly came from outside the house, shaking my eardrums hurt, "Stop it all."

A middle-aged man wearing a brocade robe, purple cloud boots, and three-fingered golden python belt walked into the house like a dragon and tiger-like step.

Qin Yong's claws stopped a foot above Qin Chen's head, and then hurriedly went to the side and bent down respectfully.

"Mr. Marquis!"

Everyone in the room bowed and spoke respectfully.

The visitor was Qin Chen's uncle, Anping waited for Qin Yuanhong.

Mrs. Zhao hurried to Qin Yuanhong and said angrily: "Marty, you are here just right. Today, this little beast is absolutely inverted. Not only did he kill two guards, he also dared to threaten Prince Qi. If he didn't promote the family law today, some people would probably go to heaven."

"Enough." Qin Yuanhong shouted coldly, his face dark, and said, "Do you think it's not enough?"

"What?" Mrs. Zhao was stunned, her eyes widened, and she stared at Qin Yuanhong and said, "Marty, it's not me who wants to cause trouble, it's this little beast..."

Qin Yuanhong shouted angrily and said, "Shut up, little beast, little beast, is this your appearance as the mistress of the Qin family? He is your nephew. If he is a little beast, what is our Qin family?"

Mrs. Zhao's face turned red, her whole body was trembling with anger, and she wanted to refute it, but when she saw Qin Yuanhong's gloomy face, she immediately held back what she wanted to say.
Chapter completed!