War God's Revenge

Qian Yuanming sneered and suddenly backed off. He reached out his hand and pulled out a gun from under the coffee table.    

Spear King!    

This is Qian Yuanming's true identity in Qian Family!    

Without a good spear technique, how could Qian Yuanming stand up under his brother's pressure?    

Become the general manager of the Qian Group without any doubt?    

Qian Family does not support idle people!    

This was precisely the rule of passing down your Qian Family for a hundred years.    

In order to establish himself, in order to survive, Qian Yuanming trained his spear skills from a young age.    

Now, he thought he had attained perfection.    

A little brat, acting like he was playing a trick, how dare he shout for himself to follow in Qian Yuanchao's footsteps?    

Why should he? What did he think he was?    

Trash?    

Swish!    

But at that moment, Ye Tian also made his move.    

He flashed in front of Qian Yuanming like a ray of white light.    

Then, it appeared under Qian Yuanming's gun.    

His chest was facing the muzzle.    

His face was unperturbed, as if there were no bullets in it.    

A good chance!    

Seeing this scene, Qian Yuanming was instantly overjoyed. Without any hesitation, he pulled the trigger.    

Ka-cha! *    

But the gunshot did not come.    

The sound of bones breaking was heard!    

The instant Qian Yuanming pulled the trigger, Ye Tian also smashed down with his palm.    

His palm was like a giant hammer as it swept forward.    

In a moment, he shattered the spear while taking away his palm.    

Qian Yuanming's palm flew out along with the butt of the gun.    

At the wrist where the bone was split open, blood splashed everywhere. It was a terrible sight to behold!    

"Ah!    

Qian Yuanming screamed and flew out.    

His body was like an ancient bell, slamming heavily into the bookshelf behind him.    

Crash! *    

As the book fell, dust flew into the air.    

Qian Yuanming turned his body and struggled to get up, but his body was in a mess and he looked miserable.    

In his eyes, shock was accompanied by hatred.    

Never in his wildest dreams did he imagine that someone would be able to smash his palm before he could even shoot.    

How, how is this possible?    

Ancient Martial Cultivator!    

Suddenly, Qian Yuanming understood everything. The person in front of him was Ancient Martial Cultivator.    

Everything made sense.    

"You, you think this is enough? Do you know the background of my Qian Family? "    

Although he was heavily injured, Qian Yuanming was still stubborn.    

He had the backing!    

The Guardian of the Qian Family was a level eight expert.    

"Get him to roll here and die."    

Ye Tian spoke calmly, as if just now, it was just scratching an itch.    

"Good!" Just you wait! "    

With a savage smile on his face, Qian Yuanming struggled to get up, rushed to the table and grabbed the phone with his bloody hands.    

He dialed the number and a voice that sounded like an ancient well sounded out.    

"Yuanming?"    

"Master! Someone dared to charge into their Qian Family and seek death! I ask for your help! "    

Qian Yuanming screamed, his tone full of anger.    

On the other end of the phone was no one else but his master, Dowager Weng.    

The true heritage of Qian Family.    

If they only relied on money to keep up appearances, Qian Family, how could it enter the eyes of the lords?    

Dowager Weng was the true expert that Qian Family was proud of.    

In the Qian Family, it was one of a kind.    

Even Qian Yuanming was willing to become his disciple.    

One hand, spear art. It was precisely what Long Tianming had taught him.    

"He dares!"    

He didn't even bother to ask what had happened. When he heard that his disciple had been injured, he immediately flew into a rage.    

He was cultivating in the secret chamber underneath the Qian Group's building.    

Now, he was heading towards the peak of Stage Nine experts.    

At this time, who dared to enter the Qian Family to behave so atrociously? They simply didn't put him in their eyes.    

It was time to kill!    

Swish!    

In just a short moment, a black shadow flashed past the window.    

Then, the glass exploded.    

Wearing a black robe, Weng Tian aggressively rushed into the room.    

With a glance, he saw Qian Yuanming, who was suffering from the pain of losing his hand.    

"Master! It's him! "    

Without time to explain, Qian Yuanming tumbled and crawled to the front of Weng Tianxing, gritting his teeth as he looked at Ye Tian.    

"He killed big brother and Xun Er! You even want to destroy my Qian Family! "    

"Little bastard, are you tired of living?"    

Weng Tian frowned and looked coldly at Ye Tian.    

There was still no ripple in his eyes.    

This person was an ordinary person? But how could a normal person hit Qian Yuanming until he lost a hand?    

"You're the one who's sick of living. Wherever you come from and where you should go back to. It's not your place to talk about this matter."    

Ye Tian replied calmly, as if the one standing in front of him was not a Stage Eight expert.    

It was like an old man with a hunched back.    

"Brat, if you glare at a dog and see clearly, my master is a Stage Eight expert!"    

With a backer, Qian Yuanming suddenly became arrogant.    

"Right now, it's not too late to kneel down and beg for mercy. Otherwise, my master will slap you to death! It's as easy as swatting a fly! "    

"You talk so much nonsense!"    

Ye Tian's eyebrows twitched as he swept towards Qian Yuanming like a sharp sword.    

Since the Guardian had arrived, there was no longer a need for Qian Yuanming to live.    

He could go to hell to see his brother.    

"How dare you!"    

When he saw Ye Tian make his move, he immediately became furious and extended his hand to stop him.    

However, he didn't expect Ye Tian's speed to be so fast that even he couldn't see clearly.    

Bang!    

In an instant, the crisp sound of bones breaking was heard again.    

Ye Tian rushed in front of Qian Yuanming and threw out a punch.    

The fist smashed through Qian Yuanming's breastbone, causing his body to shoot out like a cannonball.    

Bang!    

Qian Yuanming's body flew out horizontally, flying into the blue sky along the hole in the sky.    

And then, he lost himself in the blue sky amidst his screams.    

"I …"    

Seeing this scene, Dowager Weng was immediately stunned.    

As a Stage Eight expert, he was well aware of this.    

His own strength was enough to stand above Xining, but the person in front of him was so fast that he was unable to catch him.    

What did this mean?    

This meant that this person was terrifyingly strong!    

Ninth level, above the ninth level!    

These nouns kept jumping in his mind.    

Weng Tian's face began to twitch.    

For the first time in his life, he felt the fear of death.    

Ye Tian's small actions crushed his pride as a fighter!    

"Kneel down!"    

After sending Qian Yuanming flying, Ye Tian's body was like a blade as he roared loudly.    

The roar of a tiger was like the roar of a dragon, shocking the entire world!    

Plop!    

The moment Ye Tian finished, Weng Tian's legs went soft and he kneeled down.    

This kneel not only made the killing intent in the air disappear, but also disappeared.    

Zheng Jun, who was on the side, was even more shocked.    

He didn't dare to imagine, just what kind of strength was this, to be able to make a profound strength based on it, make Weng Tian kneel on the spot?    

"Little... "Little brother, the one who humiliated you was Qian Yuanming. It has nothing to do with me!"    

Kneeling on both knees, Weng Tian spoke with a trembling voice. His old eyes had long since lost their initial arrogance.    

There was only fear and unease.    

He never thought that one day, he would kneel down to a young boy.    

However, the power displayed forced him to kneel.    

Qian Yuanming was a former example.    

"Zheng Family Master."    

Ye Tian didn't even bother to pay attention to Weng Tianxing as he turned around and looked at Zheng Jun.    

The latter's body trembled and she hurriedly cupped her hands in response.    

"Mr. Ye, please give your instructions."    

"Qian Family, removed!"    

Ye Tian spoke calmly as he walked towards the door.    

as if being scared to death of a Qian Family Guardian was just a small matter.    

"Yes!" "Zheng Jun will not fail his mission!"    

Zheng Jun nodded while trembling. When he looked up again, Ye Tian had already disappeared.    

Even he felt his heart palpitate at the strength Ye Tian displayed just now.    

Thus, on this night.    

It was just one night.    

With just a few words from Ye Tian, the Qian Family that had dominated Xining for a hundred years was completely destroyed!