Fantasy: My family is super strong!

After hearing Qin Tian's order, those young Qin family members immediately understood it.

Crazy like a madman swept all the valuable things in the city lord's mansion.

Even Ye Lintian's sleeping quilt was ready to be packed away.

Qin Tian, ​​who saw it, was terrified.

Oh my god.

He seemed to have activated some magical attributes in these children.

Just when Qin Tian was still in a daze, a clansman rushed over in a hurry, looking very anxious.

"What's the matter? Are you in such a hurry?" Qin Tian asked.

"Clan... Patriarch! It's not good!" The clansman was out of breath, panting on the spot, and said:

"Zhang Ximing of Lingbao Pavilion broke through to the level of Lingwang, and he fought against the members of our Qin family. The second elder has already confronted him over there!"

"Hehe? What else is there?" Qin Tian raised his eyebrows slightly and said.

Immediately Qin Tian didn't say a word, stomped on his feet, and rushed towards the direction of Lingbao Pavilion...

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And at this time, in front of Lingbao Pavilion.

This place is already full of corpses, and there is a strong smell of blood everywhere. Countless monks broke out in battle here, and each one of the fire attribute spiritual skills greeted desperately.

Thousands of Qin family members surrounded the Lingbao Pavilion, and rushed towards the Lingbao Pavilion like crazy.

But waves of attacks were stopped by the few hundred monks left in Lingbao Pavilion.

Those people in Lingbao Pavilion knew in their hearts that they had to fight their backs. If they conceded defeat, judging from their previous attitude towards the Qin family, they firmly believed that these Qin family would definitely give them to the Qin family. Swallowed alive.

In the sky above, Zhang Ximing and Qin Songxia were confronting each other, and there was a violent collision from time to time.

"Qin Songxia! You are not my opponent! Today, I will kill you here!" Zhang Ximing shouted with red eyes.

The hatred of bereavement seems to be vivid.

He has endured for a long, long time for today.

Today, he must completely eradicate the Qin family!

Revenge Snow Hate!

"Hehe! Is that how you are? Forget it?" Qin Song sneered while covering his wound:

"When our patriarch comes, I promise you will die without a whole body!"

"Just Qin Tian? He's such a brat, and he wants to fight with me! He deserves it too!" Zhang Ximing roared angrily.

However, in the next second.

"Hoo..." Accompanied by the screaming sound of arrows, a sky-high flame suddenly appeared in the air, shooting towards Zhang Ximing like a huge meteorite!
"What!" Zhang Ximing turned sideways, dodging the fatal blow, but the terrifying high temperature on the arrow still burned his skin into serious wounds, and he could even see the bones inside.

With a loud sound of "Boom!", the arrow fell to the ground in an instant, and the terrifying power exploded in an instant. The entire street collapsed in an instant, and the streets in pieces were reduced to ruins, as if the world was ending.

Seeing the scene behind him, Zhang Ximing's eyes turned red instantly.

Because he saw that a large number of monks in his Lingbao Pavilion were almost all killed by the blow just now!
"Qin Tian! I'm going to kill you!" Zhang Ximing roared, the aura on his body burning to the extreme at this moment.

But Qin Tian didn't care, his whole body was like a cannonball, and rushed towards Zhang Ximing crazily. At the same time, he slowly raised his arm, and a broken black gold stick appeared in his hands.

"Go to hell!" The spirit power of the spirit sword in Zhang Ximing's hand exploded, and the sharp piercing of the skin made Qin Songxia feel a little creepy.

However, in the next second.

Qin Tian swung his stick violently, and the two collided fiercely in an instant.

"Bang!" A powerful shock wave of spiritual power spread rapidly around the two people in an instant, and the surrounding buildings within a few hundred meters were instantly blown away and turned into ruins.

next second.

"Hey..." A blood-stained figure fell rapidly.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the figure fell to the ground in an instant, and the whole ground shook violently.

The Qin family present were all dumbfounded.

They looked at Qin Tian standing in the dark night like a god of war, and their hearts were filled with incomparable admiration and fanaticism!
This is their patriarch!

A nearly invincible man!

"Cough cough...cough!" Zhang Ximing fell to the ground and coughed violently.

Seeing Qin Tian walking towards him, Zhang Ximing's face was instantly filled with hatred, and he yelled bitterly:

"Qin Tian! The Qin family! You're going to die! You killed my son, and even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!"

Qin Tian didn't say anything, walked slowly in front of Zhang Ximing, stepped on his body with one foot, then slowly raised the black gold stick in his hand, and stabbed it violently!
"Bah..." A calm voice came, and the field was suddenly filled with blood.

Master of the Lingbao Pavilion in Biluo City, Zhang Ximing, died!

Suddenly, the audience was silent.

The remaining monks in Lingbao Pavilion watched this scene with dull eyes, and they were all in a bad mood.

They thought that after Zhang Ximing broke through to King Ling, he would definitely be able to fight against the Qin family.

But it now appears that they were wrong.

And it's so wrong!
They naively thought that having a Spirit King was enough to fight against the Qin family?
"Ding ding..." There was a crisp sound, and the remaining monks in Lingbao Pavilion immediately put down the spiritual weapons in their hands and knelt down to beg for mercy.

They don't want to die!

They still want to live on!

"Qin Tian! Please, let us go!"

"I surrender! Please spare my life!"

"I really didn't take part in anything with the Qin family!"

……

The monks in the Lingbao Pavilion cried out one by one.

There is no longer the defiant and extremely arrogant attitude of the past.

But Qin Tian didn't move at all, but waved his hand and said to the people behind him:
"Not a single one."

The members of the Qin family were stunned for a moment, but then, as if they were going crazy, they rushed towards Lingbao Pavilion crazily!
"Kill! Kill them!"

"Lingbao Pavilion! I will kill you!"

……

And those monks in the Lingbao Pavilion were instantly terrified!
"Qin Tian! We all surrendered! Why are you still refusing to let us go!"

"Qin Tian! You must die! Ahhh!"

……

Those monks in Lingbao Pavilion yelled in despair.

In front of these crazy Qin family members, at this moment, they are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, without any resistance at all!

"Hehe. If you surrender, I have to let you go?" Qin Tian shook his head and said disdainfully:

"Then our Qin family begged you to let us go in the same way at the beginning. There are so many innocent people in our Qin family. When will you let us go?"

Qin Tian smiled coldly, his smile was extremely cold.

"Ahhh..." There were screams one after another.

But soon, the field completely fell silent.

Qin Xuan was covered in blood, walked up to Qin Tian, ​​bent down and said:

"Patriarch, all the people in Lingbao Pavilion have been cleaned up, and there are still some guests from Lingbao Pavilion left, what should we do?"

"It's all settled, and no one is left alive." Qin Tian said lightly.

Qin Xuan was startled, but then nodded in response:

"Yes, as ordered."

"There is more." Qin Tian turned around slowly, walked towards the direction of the Qin family, and murmured:
"All the things in the Lingbao Pavilion will be moved back to the Qin family, and then the entire Lingbao Pavilion will be razed to the ground!"

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