Suddenly, his left leg tightened, and he was dragged by a force. Qin Yu looked down, but the black-clothed swordsman who was hit in the throat by the handle of the gun was not dead, and he didn't know how to crawl over, holding his calf with both hands, spitting blood foam all over his mouth, and screaming.

As soon as Qin Yu's left foot was raised, the toes of his toes were already pressed against the big hole on the opponent's chest, and the black-clothed swordsman's dragging strength was suddenly lost.

"Compensate me for the rabbit!" Qin Yu gritted his teeth and kicked the other party out.

The swordsman was already dead in mid-air.

This knife technique is actually very good, just one knife, the rabbit was completely cut in half.

Qin Yu exhaled lightly, the essence of his right arm was consumed a lot, and he trembled slightly, but after a little exhalation, the qi and blood were immediately replenished and filled all over the body.

In the past year, he has been hunting in the mountains and forests, and he has already exercised himself, and he is not afraid of killing, let alone blood, but after all, it is the first time to kill people.

Looking left and right, there were no other swordsmen around.

What's going on? How could there be so many strange swordsmen at your own doorstep?

What the hell is going on at home?

Qin Yu's right hand long stick was repeatedly stirred twice in the snow, and all the dirty blood stains were washed away.

With his left hand, he pulled out a small leather bag made of dog skin, two feet long and one palm wide, and shook it in a hurry, and more than a dozen lollipops fell out, and finally, revealing a bright black light.

Catching the light with his backhand, the dog's skin was thrown into the snow.

The left hand is stretched out, the right hand is coordinated, and the hands are twisted and turned, and there is a click, and the fit is completely firm.

When he let go of his left hand again, the tip of the thinner long stick suddenly appeared with a slightly glittering black spear head, nearly two feet long. At the neck of the gun, there is also a cluster of black silk tassels.

This is Qin Yu's self-made matching gun, a black front gun!

Misty, taken from the secret marksmanship he inherited: the Hundred Flowers Messy Gun; Hei Feng, because of this one-and-a-half-foot black iron spear head, except for the sharp blades on both sides with a slight glow, most of them are dark and dull, and in this damp and late sky, there is even more wisps of dark aura.

The vigorous qi and blood continued to swim from all over the body to the legs, and into the feet, Qin Yu carried the nine-foot black spear upside down, and quickly quietly hid up the mountain.

……

The top of the mountain was not far away, and in less than five minutes, Qin Yu, who was on guard, saw the familiar Zhuangmen from afar.

Suddenly to the top of the mountain, there is no shelter, and the sharp mountain wind suddenly becomes much sharper, and it is easy to block the ears and eyes, as if it is wasted.

Qin Yu's nose shrugged, and there was a strong smell of blood in the wind.

He bent down, looked up carefully, and couldn't help but scream bitterly!

Dozens of feet away, at the door of his house, the figures are longing, all of them are long knives in black, not like a good class.

As he was hesitating, he suddenly heard someone shouting, "Here's another one!" Go, kill him! ”

The two men in black reacted quickly and immediately pounced in the direction of Qin Yu.

But it was discovered by the enemy's secret sentinel.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Qin Yu jumped away, and jumped away from the mountain road and towards another slope that was not too steep. That side is the main area where he usually travels to practice his leg strength, with staggered forests and complex terrain, which is a good direction for escape.

"Look at the darts!" A black-clothed swordsman suddenly shook his hand, and two black shadows flashed out, shooting quickly towards Qin Yu's back.

"Ahh Qin Yu's screams were heard from afar, and he threw himself forward and fell into the snow.

The man in black shouted, "He's hit my dart, and he won't be able to run far!" He was thin and dexterous, and he rushed over without hesitation, jumped down along the snow that Qin Yu pounced on, and stabbed it with his hand.

Another taller companion looked at the terrain covered by the heavy snow, and hesitated slightly,

As soon as he jumped into the snowdrift, the thin man screamed badly. The place where he jumped was actually a big pit, which looked smooth and harmless on the surface, but in fact, the snow on the ground was seven or eight feet, and as soon as a person stepped on it, he immediately fell down, and it was difficult to exert force, and he was so frightened that he screamed twice.

The big swordsman who was still observing the terrain saw that as soon as his companion fell, he fell straight above his head and shouted urgently: "Come out quickly!" ”

I heard only a crunch of snow and then a muffled grunt.

After a while, the snow next to it slowly rose, and a head gradually protruded, and a muffled voice shouted: "My grass, what a deep pit!" ”

When the swordsman above saw that he was a companion with a black scarf wrapped around his head, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly ran over, shouting, "Reach out, and I'll pick you up." ”

The man stretched out a hand from the snow.

"What about the kid?" The swordsman above reached out and grabbed it, only to feel a chill.

But when he saw his companion's thin face looking at him stunned, he was stunned.

At this moment, a black gun shadow silently stabbed into his lower abdomen.

"Here, big brother." Qin Yu pulled out the gun hard, his breath agitated, spewed out the snow in his nose, turned over, and sank to the bottom of the snow.

……

Sure that no other enemy had found him, Qin Yu carried a chaotic black spear and went up the river to the top of the peak from a steep cliff-like secret passage in the back mountain.

His ears twitched slightly, listening to the breath around him. My heart was pounding, and my bad premonition was getting stronger and stronger.

What the hell is going on?

At the back door of the manor, two corpses were horizontal and vertical. That should be Qin He and Qin Shan who watched the back door.

On the way to the back house, a female corpse fell prone and died, the front heart and back were blurred with flesh and blood, and I don't know how many knives were cut, it was my aunt's grooming girl Xiaocui.

Further back, servants, servants, and maids, as long as they saw them, they were stabbed at least several times in the vital places, and all of them were bleeding and lying down, and they died for a long time.

Qin Yu clenched his teeth and hurriedly stepped into the back house, only to see a burly young man, sitting at the threshold of the gate, his head had been dented into it, and he was still holding a long knife in his hand.

It is Qin Yu's cousin, Qin Xin.

"Big cousin!" Qin Yu's feet were weak, he fell over, and grabbed Qin Xin's shoulder, "Big cousin, wake up, wake up!" ”

The eldest cousin could no longer promise him.

But I heard a sudden shout in the inner hall, followed by the violent clash of blades. Someone yelled, "Good you bunny!" ”

"Uncle!"

Qin Yu suddenly came to his senses, picked up his gun and rushed to the back room.

From a distance, I saw that in the inner hall hall, his uncle Qin Qixiong swept a mace across the vertical stabs, and his strength sank, but among the seven or eight people besieging him, there was a middle-aged man in black, who was unusually holding a pair of iron shovels in his hand, swinging vertically and horizontally, and he was also very strong, and he alone contained more than half of his uncle's attack.

Outside the battle group, there was a thin man with two whips in his hands, half-squatting on the ground, panting heavily, glaring at Qin Qixiong viciously.

Qin Yu shouted: "Uncle, I'm here!" ”

A man in black was dragged out of the siege, brandishing his knife and shouting, "Wild boy, look for death!" ”

Qin Yu shouted angrily: "Get out." The gun was raised slightly, and a big gun burst into flames. Even in this darkening evening, it was also shining brightly, like a black sun suddenly appearing on the earth.

"Good marksmanship!" The thin man slanted his eyes and couldn't help but cheer.

As if to confirm his approval, the swordsman who blocked the way suddenly screamed and fell on his back. In the center of his eyebrows and chest, a stream of hot blood rushed out at the same time, and the fishy breath was suddenly thick.

But in an instant, two key points were hit at the same time, and he couldn't die anymore.

Qin Yu's gun, although there is only one spear flower, there are three rapidly rotating virtual spear heads hidden inside, where there is a flaw, it will instantly turn into reality and pounce into it. Where did the swordsman know the trick, blocking the lower abdomen, but the other two places could no longer be blocked.