Chapter 404: Qin Yun, your time of death has arrived!
If Qin Yun guessed correctly, both the three killers and these black-armored archers should be revenge from the Cheng family. Only by beating them thoroughly and maiming them will the other party be truly afraid.
Beep!
A sharp whistle sounded in the distance, and the remaining black-armored archers immediately scattered and fled as if they had been given amnesty.
Just as Qin Yun guessed, these black-armored archers were elite forces secretly cultivated by the Cheng family. The Cheng family sent them out to cooperate with the three assassins because they were determined to put Qin Yun to death.
However, they never expected that the killer combination would miss. The means and power possessed by Qin Yun far exceeded their original estimates. Seeing the family elites suffering heavy losses and being defeated, the people hidden behind the scenes finally couldn't hold on anymore and issued a warning.
received the order to retreat.
These black-armored archers were quite experienced in fighting. Even though they fled, they did not lose their rationality. They dispersed completely and retreated with the help of the cover of the mountain village terrain.
If he were an ordinary player, he wouldn't know which one to pursue first, but Qin Yun was not an ordinary player.
Faced with this situation, he just smiled coldly and did not pursue any of the escaping enemies. Instead, he spread out his body skills and jumped to the remaining stone wall.
The Nu Cang Sword in Qin Yun's hand disappeared again, and the weapon he replaced with it was not a talisman, but a falling sun bow!
The bowstring was pulled apart with a snap of his fingers, and a three-edged armor-piercing arrow was placed steadily on the bow. The arrow pointed at a black-armored archer who was escaping quickly.
Buzz!
The next moment, accompanied by the trembling sound of the bowstring, the armor-piercing arrow triggered by the powerful force shot forward like lightning, passing dozens of steps away in an instant, and hit the black-armored archer squarely in the back!
Poof!
The solid armor did not play any defensive role. The armor-piercing arrow completely penetrated his body, bringing up a cloud of blood mist from his chest. He continued to fly for more than ten steps before landing.
The black-armored archer continued to run forward for a few steps, then slumped to the ground and breathed his last.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
At the same time, Qin Yun, who was standing on the stone wall, fired armor-piercing arrows at a jaw-dropping speed. From a high position, he could clearly see the enemies fleeing around him.
The shedding process is enough to ensure the maximum elimination of opponents.
As long as the black-armored archers are locked by him, almost no one can escape the fate of death. The whistling arrows are like calls from Hades, and no one can resist!
When the last black-armored archer escaped from sight, Qin Yun slowly put away his sunrise bow.
Around him, with the stone house as the center, this remote mountain village became a hell of death. Seventy or eighty corpses fell to the ground in different ways. Some corpses were separated, some had missing limbs, and more were thrown forward.
He fell to the ground, with a fist-sized hole on his back and blood still flowing out from underneath him.
The wind from the mountains blew through the mountain village, but it could not blow away the strong smell of blood and the moans of the dying.
Qin Yun found a seriously injured black-armored archer. He was hit in the chest by flying rocks, and his chest armor was completely dented. Probably because he was not weak, he did not die immediately even though he kept vomiting blood.
Seeing Qin Yun coming, he struggled hard and hissed: "Kill me."
Qin Yun held the Nu Cang Sword and pointed it at his throat, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you members of the Cheng family in Qinghe? What other plans do you have to deal with me? Tell me and I will give you a hard time!"
The black-armored archer was quite tough. He closed his eyes, frowned and pursed his lips.
Qin Yun did not get angry. He gently pushed the heavy sword forward, and the extremely sharp tip immediately penetrated his throat.
Qin Yun is not cruel and easy to kill, but giving the other person a good time is far more kind than letting him stay on the ground for several hours and slowly die in pain.
As for whether the other party is a member of the Cheng family in Qinghe, it really doesn't matter if he agrees.
Qin Yun looked around, his expression suddenly condensed, and he shouted in a deep voice to the grove not far away: "I don't know which family's Gao Jin is here, please come out and talk, there is no need to hide there in a ghostly manner!"
During the battle, he had always maintained his spiritual power with a clear mind, so his perception was extremely keen, and he discovered the abnormal movements there, so he sneered and prepared for the battle.
Anyone who appears here at this time cannot be a friend!
As soon as Qin Yun finished speaking, four men, one woman, and five sword cultivators flew out of the grove, and all landed a dozen steps away from him, forming a faint encirclement.
"Your Excellency is so cruel, even those who are seriously injured are not spared. You are so ruthless, are you worthy of being called a disciple of the Yaocheng Sword Sect?"
The first person to speak was a girl in a green dress. She looked to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old. She had a pretty face and a graceful figure. She carried a long sword and showed a bit of heroic demeanor. However, the tone of her words made people feel uncomfortable.
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Qin Yun glanced around and suddenly understood something in his heart.
Those who come are not good, and those who are good will not come!
Judging from the other party's words, demeanor and aura, there are at least three Xianyao masters, and they are definitely from famous families.
"Whether I'm worthy or not, it's not your Beihu Sword Sect's turn to judge!" Qin Yun sneered, his eyes falling on the sword cultivator in white shirt on the left: "You must be Cheng Yingzhen's younger brother Cheng Yinghu?"
This white-shirted swordsman was young, handsome, and had a good temperament, but he was full of anger between his brows, and his eyes when he looked at Qin Yun were extremely bitter and vicious, with an expression that almost wanted to eat Qin Yun alive.
The most important thing is that his appearance is very similar to that of Cheng Yingzhen. Qin Yun would not recognize him, and he is naturally very aware of the origin of the other person.
"Yes, I am Cheng Yinghu!" The sword cultivator in white shirt took a step forward and said through gritted teeth: "We will never share the hatred of killing my brother. Qin Yun, your death date has come today!"
Qin Yun did not argue with him, but stared at another swordsman in green and said: "Beihu Sword Sect ranks among the top five sects of Yanyun. It is on the same level as our Yaocheng Sword Sect. You really want to fight me to the death."
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Famous sects have their own rules. Unless they are enemies and rivals, disciples of different sects will not easily start a fight. Otherwise, once casualties increase, it will easily lead to a sect fight.
The Yaocheng Sword Sect is one of the top ten sects in Kyushu, and it is second to none in Yanyun. Everyone must be afraid of it.
Qin Yun is not afraid of the opponent's five-quarter attack. Even if he cannot defeat him, it is easy to escape. However, there are some things he must say clearly, because after all, both sides are backed by famous sects.
What surprised Qin Yun was that Cheng Yinghu was able to recruit four fellow disciples to help him, which showed that his status in the Beihu Sword Sect was high.
The swordsman in green is the oldest among the five elements. He has a calm demeanor and a calm demeanor. He gives off a feeling of Yuan Yuezhi wherever he stands casually. His realm cultivation is definitely the first among the five elements.
He did not avoid Qin Yun's gaze and said in a cold voice: "Beihu Sword Sect is a side sect, so naturally it is not as good as your Yaocheng sect, but our disciples cannot be insulted. You killed Ying for a small grudge."
Hu’s eldest brother, he wants to seek justice from you, which is unjust, and our fellow disciples cannot just sit idly by!"
"A small grudge?" Qin Yun sneered: "Cheng Yingzhen, as the magistrate of Changping County, did not benefit the people but went to the village of fish and meat for his own selfish purposes. He also imprisoned innocent people and sentenced them to death. Such a scumbag
Immortality is not enough for the people to be angry!"
"As a disciple of the inner sect of the Yaocheng Sword Sect, I am also the Royal Zuo General and Baron of Yanzuo in the Great Yan Empire. Cheng Yingzhen and others committed suicide and committed suicide. You set up an ambush for me to kill me. You are not afraid of the thunderous power of the imperial court and the Yaocheng Sword Sect.
Angry?"
The Qing Yi sword cultivator's breathing suddenly stagnated!
The reason why he and Cheng Yinghu came to intercept Qin Yun was not only the friendship between his fellow disciples, but also the instruction of his disciples. However, he did not fully understand the cause and effect of the whole matter.
If Qin Yun is telling the truth, then killing Cheng Yingzhen is an act of justice. Their treatment of Qin Yun is definitely unjust and unjust, and it is very likely that the Yan Empire and the Yaocheng Sword Sect will take revenge.
Such consequences are definitely something Beihu Sword Sect cannot afford!
Seeing his senior brother's hesitation, Cheng Yinghu said urgently: "Senior brother, don't listen to his rhetoric. I know best what my eldest brother is. Our Cheng family is the largest family in Qinghe. How could he extort money? It's Qin's family."
Yun is causing trouble maliciously, you must not fall for his plan to provoke him!"
Another sword cultivator in white shirt standing nearby sneered: "Junior Brother Yinghu is right, we don't want to listen to him, we should take him down and bring him back to the master first, otherwise we will really think that our Beihu Sword Sect is afraid.
Yaocheng Sword Sect!”
The Cheng family in Qinghe has a close relationship with the Beihu Sword Sect, and the Cheng family deliberately concealed the truth, so the Beihu Sword Sect sent disciples to help Cheng Yinghu deal with Qin Yun. However, because Qin Yun is a disciple of the Yaocheng Sword Sect,
The Sword Sect was also deeply afraid, but they had no intention of killing Qin Yun on the spot.
Their idea was to capture Qin Yun first and bring him back to the master's sect, and then negotiate with the Yaocheng Sword Sect.
The Cheng family wanted Qin Yun's life, but unfortunately, the assassins they hired and the elites they dispatched were defeated miserably.
The green-robed swordsman nodded, and the trace of hesitation in his eyes turned into determination. He drew out his long sword and said in a deep voice: "Qin Yun, I advise you to put down your weapon and follow me back to Jianmen, otherwise"
"Otherwise what?" Qin Yun sneered and said: "If you want to fight, then fight! Only the disciples of our Yaocheng Sword Sect died in battle, and never abandoned their swords and surrendered. Don't talk nonsense. I really want to see the Beihu Sword today.
Pai’s unique skill!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he held the heavy sword horizontally in a sword stance, and took a big step forward. His whole body showed a fierce momentum like a sword out of its sheath, as if a chao undercurrent was pressing down on his opponent.
