The Stone Fairy Who Is Not Afraid of Thunder

But he didn't know that his feeling was right!

Qin Shaochen was suppressing his strength and fighting him.

There was no other way. If he didn't restrain himself, he might kill the tall and thin martial artist in two or three moves!

How could he explain it to his uncle then?

So, he only had one way, to delay!

He would delay until Qin Nanshan killed that martial artist, and then take over this one.

Thinking back to just now, he seemed to be a little reckless, rushing in like this.

He never expected that the Yinshan Gang would not care about the face of a martial artist at all.

Two martial artists, plus seven martial artists, actually rushed up and attacked in groups.

Fortunately, Qin Nanshan arrived in time, otherwise he would have had to flee.

When Qin Nanshan suddenly rushed in and directly took over the next martial artist, Qin Shaochen knew that he was fine!

Then, he chopped and killed the tall and thin martial artist.

After a few moves, he found that the martial artist's face was getting uglier and uglier.

The hand that was not holding the knife was even shaking.

"It broke out so quickly?"

Apparently, after being promoted to the second level of Qi training, the power of the Fiery Palm also increased!

He had to restrain his strength a little!

And then... restrain it a little more!

There was no other way. It would be hard to justify if he really chopped a martial artist with a knife.

So, when Qin Shaochen heard Qin Nanshan say "Let me do it", he was overjoyed!

He immediately stepped back.

Then he turned around and went to find those young martial artists to vent his anger!

He couldn't help being angry!

It was only a short time, and these guys had made three wounds on him, and he was also hit by countless punches and kicks.

He was furious, swinging the big knife, and chopped at those young martial artists.

Fortunately, he had not lost his mind.

The single knife was mainly aimed at those people's weapons.

Those weapons, as long as they collided with his iron mace-like single sword, without exception... either broke or flew away!

But after a while, several Yinshan Gang warriors were empty-handed, without weapons!

All the Qin family warriors cheered loudly!

All of them were greatly encouraged and attacked more fiercely.

In a moment, the advantage was obvious.

Soon, two or three people from the Blood Gate died on the spot with screams.

Qin Nanshan was also more and more courageous in the battle, his long sword flew and stabbed, his body was either leaping or leaping, and he undoubtedly took advantage.

Suddenly, he let out a long roar, and the long sword broke the single sword and drove straight in.

The opponent wanted to block it, but it was still half a step too late. With a scream, he was pierced by the long sword and nailed directly to the door panel behind him, with blood flowing from his mouth.

After that, the man also slowly moved his two resentful eyes from Qin Nanshan to Qin Shaochen.

He let out a long breath unwillingly and died!

Qin Nanshan snorted, shook his wrist, and the long sword bounced out from the door panel, letting the man's body slowly slide to the ground.

He looked around the courtyard again, and said nothing more. With a big step, the long sword in his hand stretched and retracted, like a vigorous dragon, killing several people from the Yinshan Gang.

The few remaining enemies had no weapons and were at a disadvantage. At this time, how could they resist the attack of a martial artist.

In an instant, they were stabbed and fell to the ground.

Qin Nanshan then put away the long sword.

"Xiaochen, are you okay?"

"No big deal, just skin injuries. "

Qin Nanshan nodded.

"Fortunately, the two people sent by the Yinshan Gang this time are both relatively weak among the martial artists, otherwise it would not be so easy for us to win!"

Speaking of this, he looked at the two corpses of the martial artists on the ground, still a little bit unbelievable!

In this battle, the Qin clan can be regarded as a great victory!

Only three clan members were injured in total, including Qin Shaochen.

At this time, Qin Shaochen, who was treating his wounds, suddenly raised his head.

"Uncle, it seems... there is a sound of fighting over there! I'm afraid that there is also a fight in the ancestral hall!"

He vaguely heard that there was a continuous sound of weapons clashing over the ancestral hall, and some people were shouting loudly, and the sound of fierce fighting was endless!

Qin Nanshan listened and obviously heard some movement.

"Yes, there is indeed a fight! Follow me to support! "

After saying that, he drew out his sword again and led a group of clansmen to the ancestral temple.

When they arrived at the ancestral temple, they saw a scene of fighting everywhere.

The most shocking fight was between two old men fighting barehanded.

One was a white-haired old man wearing a red robe with red palms. He was Qin Wuye of the Qin family.

He practiced the Red Blood Cinnabar Palm, which was also a martial art with strong toxicity and extremely terrifying power.

The other was a bald old man wearing black clothes.

The black-clothed man's hands were black and skinny. The ridges were jagged and looked extremely scary.

The claws were also extremely powerful, not inferior to Qin Wuye's Red Blood Cinnabar Palm.

At the gate of the ancestral hall, Qin Liuye was holding an iron whip and fighting a Yinshan Gang martial artist, but he was slightly at a disadvantage!

In the middle of the street, Qin Zhengxiang fought two martial artists alone. One of them was a mid-level martial artist!

Qin Nanshan saw this and jumped up to stop a martial artist!

Qin Zhengxiang, who was already in danger, breathed a sigh of relief and was able to get out of danger!

In addition, there were several other places where fighting was also a dilemma.

But both sides are martial arts disciples.

But those few things were not what Qin Shaochen cared about.

He quickly looked around, but was surprised when he didn't see his grandfather, and hurriedly ran to Mr. Qin Liu's place.

He waved his sword to block the opponent's martial arts master's stick, and asked anxiously: "Grandpa Six, where is my grandfather?"

Qin Liuye received Qin Shaochen's help and immediately swung out the iron whip in his hand, forcing his opponent to take a step back.

"Your grandpa was inside the ancestral hall. There was also a guy there who wanted to take the opportunity to set a fire, but your grandpa stopped him!"

When Qin Shaochen heard this, he immediately turned around and ran into the ancestral hall.

Mr. Qin Liu said anxiously: "Boy, your grandfather's injuries are mostly healed. He is not in a hurry, but I am in a tight spot."

"The two of us joined forces to do this guy first...!"

Qin Shaochen ignored what Grandpa Six was nagging and rushed into the hall of the ancestral hall with a few strides.

At a glance, he saw that Qin Baye, who had been suffering from injuries for many years, was actually holding a spear and fighting with a martial artist holding two swords!

With just a glance, he could see that his grandfather's spear was flying like a dragon, his defense was rigorous, his attack was quick, and he was not at a disadvantage.

But he didn't dare to be careless. With a single wave of his sword, he wanted to rush forward and attack the martial artist.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a martial arts disciple from the Yinshan Gang suddenly rushed in from outside the door. He shouted loudly, waved an iron ruler, and blocked Qin Shaochen head-on.

"Get away!"

Qin Shaochen shouted loudly, put more strength in his hand, and made a roaring sound with his single sword!

With a bang, the opponent's iron ruler was knocked out of his hand and flew to no one knows where.

The man spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot, rolled his eyes, and fainted!

Qin Shaochen was shocked.

Only then did he realize that he seemed too aggressive!