Chapter 875: The end of the Qian family


Qiu Family Mansion.
A massacre is happening one after another!
"Damn, you damn!"
One by one, the parents of Qian were shocked and roared, staring at Qin Yi with red eyes.
"Devil, you are a devil!"
"Boom!"
"You wait, the Desolate King will not let you go!"
"Boom!"
Blood is like a flower, blooming right away!
"Shoo!"
Qin Yi flicked his fingers, his energy broke through the air, and howled like a dragon!
Qin Yi's finger, the charge, and the flick of his fingers, the elders of Qian's family fell!
These Qian family martial artists who entered the Dao realm were just like killing a chicken and were crushed to death by Qin Yi!
Qin Yi's casual blow was filled with an overbearing force. How could this group of money elders resist!
The elders of Qian's parents were furious, but there was nothing to do.
Qin Yi lost his left hand behind him and flicked his right hand, like an invincible deity!
"Don't... Don't kill me!"
"It's all the ideas of the Patriarch and the ancestors, we just follow orders!"
"Please Lord Ye, spare me and wait for my life!"
Finally, these money patriarchs were always scared and fell to the ground with a puff.
At this time, the elders of all the money were scared of being killed. The clansmen beside them were still intact the first moment, and the next moment they were beheaded by Qin Yi!
With blood pouring on the ground, how can they not be afraid, how can they not be afraid!
However, Qin Yi ignored the plea of ​​the elders of Qian, his eyes were indifferent, like death Ling Chen, harvesting the lives of the elders of Qian!
The martial artist in the deserted city on the side was even more silent, afraid to speak.
Although they wanted to step forward to save the Qian family, in order to make friends with the Desolate King.
However, looking at Qin Yi who is like a and a devil, their calves are shaking, how dare to speak to help the Qian family!
Everyone could only stand and watch Qin Yi wantonly slaughter the Qian family!
And that Qiu Feixuan, her lips pressed tightly, her eyes gleaming, staring at Qin Yi closely.
Faced with the Qian family supported by the Desolate King, the son is also so domineering!
Regardless of who is behind you, when I make a move, it is the day that you will die!
If a man is alive, he should be the same!
"Boom! Bang! Bang!"
There was a loud explosion, representing Yun Luo, an old Qian's parent!
In an instant, all the money, the parents, and the elderly were all dead and wounded!
Only left, one of the oldest elders in the Qian family, this is the great elder of the Qian family!
"You...you actually killed them all!"
The elder Qian's lips trembled, and his old face was full of powerlessness and despair!
These warriors are all the heritage of the Qian family and support everything the Qian family inherited!
The ancestor of heaven was killed by Qin Yi!
The elder entering the Dao was also killed by Qin Yi!
It's over, the Qian family is over!
I thought that after today, the Qian family will rule the deserted city and reach the top of the deserted realm!
But who would have thought, but met Qin Yi, a murderous god, and killed the Qian family!
All the strong in the clan have fallen, how can the future Qian family gain a foothold in the barren realm!
"Dogs who lose their homes, how can they be brave!"
Qin Yi flicked his fingers, scared the elder Qian family into a cold sweat, but did not make another move.
"Yes, my Qian family is defeated, but before long, you will also die. I'm just waiting in hell, one step ahead!
The King of Desolation, the army will be handsome, and you will be leveled with Desolate City! "
The Qian family elder screamed at Qin Yi with a sad smile on his face.
"So what, this son is waiting for the arrival of the Desolate King!"
Qin Yi's eyes were deep, staring at the elder Qian faintly.
"boom!"
There was a roar, accompanied by the sound of head cracking.
The body of the Qian family elder fell to the ground feebly!
The last thought echoed in his mind.
Why is this person not afraid?
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