Chapter 5 Marquis

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

This savage, powerful and powerful, indeed has a bit of skill, which makes people feel cold.

But Mrs. Zhao was not satisfied. She felt that the part where the guards shot was too conservative. It should not just be aimed at Qin Chen's arm, but his head.

Even so, everyone seemed to see Qin Chen's blood, begging for mercy.

but--

Ding Ding Ding!

The expected scene did not happen, and the long sword in Qin Chen's hand suddenly burst into three cold beams, and then the sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.

The guard hadn't had time to understand what happened, but he felt a flower in front of his eyes, a numbness in his palm, and the hilt of the knife in his hand shook violently.

He even stimulated his vitality, and then he firmly grasped the sword in his hand.

Then just got ready to fight back.

In the next instant, a long sword overflowing with cold light had been pressed against his throat.

The icy touch, like the scythe of the god of death, controlled his life, making him chill all over, his scalp numb, like a nightmare, and his body was stiff.

In an instant.

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

If it was said that the previous guard was taken care of by Qin Chen because of his carelessness, then the guard had already made a full effort just now, but the result was still surprising.

Even the guard couldn't understand how Qin Chen, who was only at the early stage of human level, prevented his poisonous dragon from spitting out letters? Holding on to the late-stage cultivation of others and gaining the upper hand?

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

Her eyes widened with anger, and she was majestic. At this time, she still had the majesty of the Qin family mistress.

"Put it down?" Qin Chen grinned.

He saw a stern ray of light in his eyes, and the long sword in his hand slammed down and then pulled.

"Master Chen, don't..."

Seeing this, the guard felt a chill, and hurriedly asked for mercy, but it was too late.

puff!

A stream of hot blood spurted out from his neck like a fountain, and spread to the ground far away.

The corpse fell helplessly to the ground.

"You want to kill me, and you want me to spare him?!"

Qin Chen always had a smile on his face, but in the eyes of people, it made everyone feel cold, like a devil.

For a while, the entire Qin Mansion was silent.

"And you!" Qin Chen turned his head to look at Zhao Qirui, his eyes narrowed slightly, like a wolf staring at his prey, and said coldly: "If you dare to attack my mother again, be careful that I can't help but kill you. about you."

Zhao Qirui's face suddenly showed anger, and he was just about to get angry, but after seeing Qin Chen's eyes, a cold air rose from the bottom of his feet inexplicably, his face turned pale, and he was speechless for a while.

He looked at Mrs. Zhao and snorted coldly, "Mrs. Zhao, is this what you mean by negotiating?"

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

Immediately afterwards, she stared at Qin Chen, trembling with anger, the hairpin on her head couldn't stop shaking, she pointed at Qin Chen and said, "Okay, okay, little beast, you have the guts, even Prince Qi can't help it. Dare to threaten..."

Her eyes were fierce like a poisonous snake, and she turned her head sharply to look behind her.

Many people outside the house heard the news, and the servant servants who came to watch the fun shrank their necks in fright and quietly took a few steps back.

In the end, she set her eyes on an old man who had always followed behind her, and said resentfully, "Qin Yong, what are you still doing, you won't take this little beast down for me!"

"Yes, ma'am."

The old man named Qin Yong replied and walked out of the crowd.

This person was wearing a dark blue robe, with his hands tucked behind the wide sleeves, his eyes were indifferent, but with a hint of gloomy air, he had been looking at the situation in the room coldly before, and his expression had never changed.

At this time, 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.

"Earth-level master." Qin Chen said in his heart, his eyes were colder than ever before.

"Young Master Chen, you're going too far. The old slave doesn't want to fight with you. Master Chen is still going to catch him. Just obey his wife." Qin Yong said lightly, his two emotionless eyes staring at Qin Chen coldly.

Qin Chen's expression didn't change, and he smiled coldly: "If you want me to be captured, it depends on whether you have the ability."

It's just an earth-level expert. If you fight to the death, it's not that you have no resistance.

Qin Yong frowned and said, "If this is the case, then the old slave has overstepped."

As soon as the words fell, Qin Yong's figure was like a goshawk, and he rushed out in an instant. In an instant, a terrifying wind swept the whole house, Qin Yong's hands became claws, and he instantly grabbed Qin Chen.

This blow was several times stronger than the previous two guards. The strong breath suppressed Qin Chen's breathing, and his bones creaked.

"Qin Yong, you dare to touch the dust and give it a try."

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

And Qin Chen, with a flickering figure, held Qin Yuechi behind him with his sword.

His eyes were cold, just waiting for Qin Yong's claws to fall, and he was about to move violently. Although the ground-level warrior was strong, he boasted that when the opponent hit him, he could 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 people's eardrums, "Stop all of them."

A middle-aged man wearing a brocade robe, walking on purple cloud boots, and wearing a three-fingered golden python belt around his waist walked into the house like a tiger.

Qin Yong's claws stopped abruptly at a foot above Qin Chen's head, then hurriedly dodged to the side and bowed respectfully.

"Master Hou!"

Everyone in the room bowed and saluted, respectfully opening their mouths.

The person who came was Qin Chen's uncle, Anping waiting for Qin Yuanhong.

Mrs. Zhao hurriedly came to Qin Yuanhong's side and said angrily: "Master Hou, you came just in time, today this little beast has gone against the sky, not only killed two guards, but also dared to threaten Qi Wangye, if you don't promote your family today Fa, I am afraid some people will go to heaven."

"Enough." Qin Yuanhong snorted coldly, his face gloomy, and said, "Don't you think it's not enough?"

"What?" Mrs. Zhao was stunned, her small eyes widened, and she stared at Qin Yuanhong and said, "Master Hou, it's not that I want to make trouble, it's this little beast..."

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

Mrs. Zhao's face flushed red, her whole body was trembling with anger, and she wanted to refute, but seeing Qin Yuanhong's gloomy face, she immediately held back what she wanted to say.

When the other servants saw the Patriarch's anger, they all knelt on the ground, their faces turned pale, and they were silent.