"No! The Spear Saint is back!"

"Qin Shouren colluded with the enemy to destroy our Qin family..."

At the entrance to the Qin family's ancestral land, the originally fighting battlefield suddenly came to a standstill.

The guards of the Qin family gathered together with fear on their faces. At this moment, they kept their hands pointed at Qin Shouren, the Spear Saint, as if facing a formidable enemy.

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was interested. Qin Shouren, who had no shame in returning to the ancestral land of the Qin family, was silent for a while.

However, his silence was taken as acquiescence by the Qin guards, and while they were frightened, they also felt angry in their hearts.

"boom!"

"ah!"

At this time, on the other side of the battlefield, the middle-aged man wearing armor was extremely shocked when he heard the name of the Spear Saint.

When he was slightly distracted, his opponent seized the opportunity and was hit hard and sent flying in an instant.

"boom!"

With a muffled bang, the middle-aged man flew backwards and landed on the ground in front of the Qin family's guards.

A crater was made in the ground, and the scar-faced man who succeeded in the attack flew over again, and the big knife in his hand slashed at the middle-aged man of the Qin clan without hesitation.

"Young Patriarch!"

The guards on the side all screamed in surprise, but they were not as fast as the scar-faced man and could not stop him in time.

"call out!"

The injured middle-aged man could not escape at this moment, so he could only shoot out the spear in his hand in a desperate attempt to survive.

The spear penetrated the scarred man, but no screams were heard and no blood was seen.

As the pierced afterimage dissipated, the middle-aged man of the Qin family secretly said something bad.

"go to hell!"

The sharp sword light struck his face, and the scar-faced man skillfully used his teleportation power to appear above the middle-aged man's head.

Just when the middle-aged man known as the Young Patriarch was about to be cut in half with a knife, a flash of gun light suddenly flashed and penetrated his chest in the blink of an eye.

The man with the scarred face, who was like a mutton kebab, looked in disbelief at the old man who easily picked him up with a gun in one hand.

"you!"

"puff!"

Before the scar-faced man could complain, Qin Shouren had already withdrawn his spear.

The gun light chewed up the scar-faced man's internal organs in almost the blink of an eye, causing him to scream and spit out blood foam with internal organs, and then fell to the ground without any breath.

"careful!"

"ah......"

Immediately afterwards, a series of exclamations suddenly sounded.

Qin Shouren suddenly disappeared from the spot. When the flowers of gunfire emerged, hundreds of intruders had all fallen into a pool of blood.

Now that Qin Shouren has entered the Spirit Emperor realm, it is not easy to deal with cultivators who are not yet at the Spirit Emperor realm.

Zhou Fan, who was riding the six-tailed golden tiger, never made a move from beginning to end. When his grandfather teleported back, he followed the old man and left without saying a word.

The middle-aged man who was lucky enough to save his life in the pit only came back to his senses at this moment. The others swallowed secretly and also woke up one after another.

"stop!"

The middle-aged man known as the Young Patriarch stood up and leaped forward, immediately stopping Qin Shouren and Zhou Fan who were about to leave.

He glanced at the six-tailed golden tiger with some vigilance, seeming to sense a fatal crisis from it.

However, he did not retreat in the end and aimed his spear at Qin Shouren and Zhou Fan.

The other Qin guards who had reacted rushed forward and surrounded Zhou Fan and the others.

"You think you can stop me?"

Qin Shouren's somewhat complicated eyes fell on Mr. Qin's patriarch and he looked at him and asked lightly.

“I’ll stop it even if I can’t!”

"What are you doing to our Qin clan, you traitor? If you have the guts..."

Young Patriarch Qin still wanted to be tough, but before he could finish his words, the gun light was pressed against his neck.

"No, no!"

"He is your nephew!"

The guards surrounding Qin Shouren were all startled when they saw this, and quickly shouted to stop him.

Zhou Fan, who was riding a six-tailed golden tiger, was a little surprised when he heard this, and his curious eyes immediately fell on the middle-aged man.

"I'm not interested in this shabby place like yours. I came here just to kill strong men from foreign countries."

Qin Shouren withdrew his spear indifferently. Even though he knew it was his nephew in front of him, he had no intention of acknowledging him except for the complicated look in his eyes.

Before Chief Qin could react, Qin Shouren had already put away his gun and walked away.

The guards of the Qin clan all looked at each other, but no one dared to step forward to stop him.

Everyone has made it very clear that the purpose of coming here is to kill the intruders.

Not to mention that there was no difference between them charging at them and risking their lives, but that they were here to help kill the enemy. They had already made a decision from the bottom of their hearts.

"Are you my cousin?"

"It's better to resolve enemies than to make enemies. They are all family members, so why worry too much about them!"

Just after Qin Shouren left, the young patriarch Qin reacted and was about to chase after him, but was pulled back by Zhou Fan who was riding a six-tailed golden tiger.

He originally wanted to break free from Zhou Fan's hand, but found that his hand was like a forceps, making it difficult for him to break free at all.

Qin Wu, the somewhat shocked leader of the Qin Young Clan, then turned his attention to Zhou Fan and looked at him.

"What is your relationship with Qin Shouren?"

"He's my grandpa!"

Qin Wu's inquiry received a direct answer from Zhou Fan!

"Your grandpa?"

"Damn! Am I now your uncle?"

Qin Wu, whose face was full of astonishment, quickly realized that although he was very hostile to the Spear Saint Qin Shouren, he was not so resistant to the junior who was connected by blood.

"Can you let go of me first?"

Qin Wu came back to his senses and looked at Zhou Fan with black lines on his head and reminded him!

After all, he is still an elder after all, so it is really embarrassing to be caught and unable to break free at this moment.

"Feel sorry!"

Zhou Fan retracted his hand in embarrassment!

He had forgotten that his body was so strong now that it would not be a problem for him to fight a tailed beast alone. The other party really couldn't break free from his shackles.

"What did you eat to grow up? Are you so strong?"

"I see that you are not very strong, how can you be so strong?"

Qin Wu broke free and punched Zhou Fan on the shoulder out of curiosity, but his fist was sore from the force of the counter-shock.

He was so shocked that he directly regarded Zhou Fan as a humanoid monster.

"Young patriarch, stop chatting! The enemies are coming to kill us, let's go help quickly!"

At this time, the surrounding guards began to urge and remind.

"Uncle! You can run faster on my tiger!"

Zhou Fan heard this and called out to Qin Wu beside him, but the six-tailed golden tiger beneath him roared in protest.

However, Zhou Fan ignored it, and Qin Wu, who was a little anxious, didn't think much and immediately walked behind Zhou Fan and rode on the golden tiger.

"Ouch!"

The six-tailed golden tiger roared angrily and was about to throw Qin Wu off his back, but Zhou Fan knocked the tiger on the head.

It trembled with fright, then turned into a golden light and disappeared instantly.

"Damn it! It's so fast..."

Qin Wu, who was riding a golden tiger, exclaimed again and again, and before he could react, he appeared in a big city.

At this moment, Qincheng is full of blood-stained corpses, and thick smoke is everywhere on the battlefield.

"It's a tailed beast!"

Not far from the two of them, there was a tailed beast destroying buildings and attacking the Qin clan members.
To be continued...