Qin Yun, who has three years of hunting experience, understands very well that if you hit a snake, it will injure itself instead of killing it. The injured beast is the most dangerous!
He had only practiced boxing and didn't know how to use swordsmanship, but this sword gathered all the strength of his body, it was powerful and powerful, and it struck straight at the neck of the bearded man.
Clang!
Seeing that the hunting knife was about to hit the opponent's neck, it was blocked by the suddenly raised giant sword, and the metal made a crisp sound under the violent impact.
The hunting knife snapped into two pieces!
Oops! Qin Yun secretly exclaimed that something was wrong. His hunting knife was made of ordinary goods by the blacksmith in the village. When fighting against his opponent's sharp sword, it was like an egg against a stone.
He immediately stopped and retreated backwards. As soon as he took a step back, a sharp sword swept across in front of him!
Qin Yun felt a chill in his chest and abdomen, his clothes were torn by the sword, and bright red blood spurted out from the open skin wound, and he was almost disemboweled!
The bearded man struggled to stand up with a huge sword in his hand, his leopard eyes staring intently at Qin Yun who could not retreat, his eyes filled with resentment.
As a warrior at the third level of Qi Refining, he has never felt so aggrieved as he did today, being beaten so embarrassingly by a young man with no hair at all.
"Boy, just wait, I will make you regret being born into this world!" He roared, "I will kill all the men in your village and sell the women to the village to be bitches!"
brute!
The arrogance and viciousness of the bearded man completely angered Qin Yun. He stopped retreating, dropped the half hunting knife in his hand, made fists with both hands and pounced forward again.
There was an undetectable evil smile on the corner of the bearded man's mouth. What he wanted was for Qin Yun to rush over on his own.
This cruel and cunning leader of the horse thief is almost at the end of his strength. If Qin Yun is patient and does not easily fight at close range, and does not give him a chance to treat his injuries, he can completely consume him to death.
But now his cunning plan has succeeded, and the most powerful killing move has been prepared for Qin Yun.
The big man with the beard narrowed his eyes and stared at Qin Yun who was rushing towards him without blinking. The giant sword in his hand was quietly raised, and the blade showed a trace of red light.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Suddenly, several feather arrows shot out from the woods behind the bearded man!
The bearded man who focused all his attention on Qin Yun was completely unprepared and had no time to dodge. He was hit in the vest by six or seven feather arrows!
"Ah!~"
He let out an earth-shattering scream, his eyes bulged out, and blood spurted out of his mouth. He stumbled forward and threw himself out, and the killing move he had prepared completely collapsed.
Warriors in the Qi Refining Realm can spread the true energy on the body surface through the meridians to enhance their defense capabilities and can resist the damage of ordinary arrows, swords and guns. Of course, this is only for the strength of ordinary people.
However, the bearded man's strength was greatly reduced after being seriously injured, and he used all his last strength to deal with Qin Yun. How could his body alone block the sharp arrows?
Bang!
Seeing the opportunity, Qin Yun raised his fists and struck the bearded man hard in the face. The explosive force of the fists knocked him away again.
Click!
Amidst the crisp sound of broken bones, most of the horse thief leader's face collapsed, and one of his eyes was blasted into flesh and blood. He fell to the ground, his limbs twitched and his mouth spurted blood. He was already taking in too much air and outgoing.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Suddenly, more than a dozen feathered arrows flew quickly, turning the fallen bearded man almost into a hedgehog. He was already dead and could no longer die.
"Qin Yun!"
"Boy Yun, are you okay?"
Figures of people moved in the woods, and tough men with bows and knives appeared one after another. They were all hunters from Shanghunting Village, including the old village chief.
"Grandpa Shi, I'm fine!"
Qin Yun breathed a sigh of relief, but his fists were still clenched and his back was even more wet with sweat.
The situation just now was too thrilling. If he had reacted a little slower, he might have been the one who fell to the ground. And then being angered by the bearded man exposed his weakness of lack of combat experience.
In fact, considering Qin Yun's age, he is proud enough to be able to reach this point.
"It's good that you're fine, but you're worried about us!" The old villager holding the hunting fork took a long breath: "Fortunately, we didn't arrive late. This guy was the culprit who injured your grandfather, and now he dies in your hands.
Here, I finally got my comeuppance!”
Mentioning his grandfather, Qin Yun couldn't help but want to cry again. He forced himself to suppress the grief in his heart and said, "Grandpa Shi, there are still three horse thieves hiding in the woods."
"They can't run away!" the old village chief said through gritted teeth: "Blood debts must be paid with blood!"
There were nearly twenty hunters who came here with the old village chief, all of whom were members of the hunting team of Shangye Village. They were tough, aggressive and full of blood.
The hunting team returned to Shangyou Village a little late and did not catch up with the horse thieves. However, they followed Qin Yun's footsteps and came to support them, even bringing along mountain guard dogs.
The mountain guard dog is a famous hunting dog in the Yunwu Mountain area. The wild boars and tigers in the mountain are in awe of it.
Following the old village chief's order, five mountain guard dogs, as fierce and vigorous as cheetahs, rushed into the woods to search for the three horse thieves who were hiding.
These three horse thieves were just ordinary people. How could they escape the hunting dogs and hunters?
One horse thief was shot, another was bitten to death by mountain guarding dogs, and another was injured and captured. The hunters from the hunting village returned in triumph with their trophies.
It's just that no one was happy about the death in the village. After returning to Shangye Village, Qin Yun stayed in front of his grandfather's bed all night.
But a dead person cannot be resurrected, and no matter how sad and sad he is, he cannot bring the dead back to life.
Under the auspices of the old village chief, Shangye Village held a grand funeral for Qin Yang in accordance with local customs.
It took three days for the funeral to end, and Qin Yun finally got rid of his sad mood, but there was a trace of gloom in the depths of his eyes that was difficult for others to notice.
During this period, people were sent from Dajing Town, where the old village chief originally sought help. After inspecting and interrogating the prisoners, it was confirmed that the horse thief killed by Qin Yun and others came from Zhao County in the south. The bearded horse thief leader was even captured by the Dayan government.
He is wanted, and he carries a reward of five hundred taels of silver.
The reward was finally delivered to Shangye Village, leaving only one hundred and fifty taels. The old village chief wanted to give all of it to Qin Yun, but Qin Yun only kept fifty taels, and the rest was given to the families in the village who were suffering.
of people.
On the night after the funeral, Qin Yun took out a four-foot-long wooden box from under his grandfather's wooden bed.
Opening the lid of the dusty box, there was a sheathed long sword quietly placed in the box, with two thin green-covered books pressed under the sword.
Although the sword was still in its scabbard, an invisible sharpness was approaching. The tanned animal skin wrapped around the hilt and scabbard was of fine texture and fine workmanship. You could tell at a glance that it was not ordinary.
This sword box was the last relic left to him by Qin Yang. Inside it was a three-foot-seven-inch Qinggang sword, and two sword manuals of basic swordsmanship and fierce fire swordsmanship.
Originally, this was something Qin Yang prepared for Qin Yun to practice his sword skills after opening his veins. Qin Yun had known about it before, but he didn't expect that it would become a relic.
Seeing things and missing people, Qin Yun couldn't help but think of Qin Yang's voice, appearance, and smile during his lifetime. Although he now knew that Qin Yang was not his real relative, the family affection accumulated over more than ten years could not be erased no matter what.
In his heart, Qin Yang is his grandfather.
But he also kept Qin Yang's teachings in mind. The men of the Qin family could bleed but not shed tears, so he suppressed his sadness deep in his heart.
He reached out and took out the Qinggang Sword from the sword case, holding the sheath in his left hand and holding the handle with his right hand slightly.
Clang!
The Qinggang Sword was pulled out of its sheath, and it immediately emitted the sound of a dragon's roar. The sword's roar echoed around the beam, vaguely carrying the joy of a dragon returning to the sea.
The small shabby room suddenly lit up. Under the dim yellow light of the bedside oil lamp, the three-foot green blade shone brightly, and the invisible sword energy coming out of the sword reached the tip of his eyebrows, which made Qin Yun secretly surprised.
This Qinggang sword is about three fingers wide, straight, hard and extremely sharp. There is a faint green evil energy flowing on the surface of the sword. Even Qin Yun doesn't understand swords, he knows that this is an absolutely rare and good sword.
In comparison, although the five-foot giant sword used by the horse thief leader is powerful and powerful, it feels superficial and lacks substance.
There are many warriors in the vast continent who respect the sword. Among the ten major sects in Kyushu, there are five sword sects that specialize in swordsmanship. The other five sects each have their own martial arts, but they also all have their own unique swordsmanship heritage.
There are as many swordsmen and swordsmen in the world as there are stars in the galaxy, and weapons such as swords, guns, axes and arrows are basically used by ordinary people in the Qi Refining realm or soldiers in the army, and they are difficult to reach the level of elegance.
Qin Yang had already decided on the path of swordsmanship for Qin Yun. Ten years of hard training was to lay the solid foundation, but he did not expect that God would play tricks on him and he would already be dead by the time he saw Qin Yun holding the long sword.
This also means that Qin Yun will have to walk alone in the long journey of seeking swordsmanship, seeking revenge and finding his family.
Five days later.
At the foot of Yunwu Mountain, a small wooden house was built not far from Hantan, adjacent to Qin Yang's grave.
On the day the wooden house was built, Qin Yun left the house in the village where he originally lived and moved in. While observing his filial piety for his grandfather, he began to practice basic swordsmanship.
Without anyone's guidance, he memorized the basic sword rules in his mind and carved a wooden sword to practice each move.
The basic swordsmanship includes twelve swordsmanships including drawing sword, lifting sword, thrusting sword, and breaking sword. Although it is simple, it covers all the basic swordsmanship such as stabbing, picking, cutting, lifting, point, and cutting.
Sword Road.
Basic swordsmanship is easy to learn, but it is not easy to meet the requirements in the sword manual.
Only the first move of drawing the sword requires that the preparation for drawing the sword be completed within one breath. No matter whether the sword is slung around the waist or carried behind the back, the sword must be unsheathed in the shortest possible time to face the enemy!
Qin Yun practiced the sword-drawing posture for half a month. He used a wooden sword at the beginning, and then used the Qinggang sword after he became proficient. He would draw the sword tens of thousands of times every day, and he would not stop until his arms were exhausted and red and swollen.
When it came time to practice the sword-drawing style, Qin Yun only needed half a breath to complete the entire sword-drawing process!
