If Qin Yun didn't guess wrong, whether it was the three killers or these black-armored archers, it should all be revenge from the Cheng family, and only by completely beating and maiming them would the other party really be jealous.

Beep!

A sharp whistle sounded in the distance, and the remaining black-armored archers suddenly scattered and fled as if they had been granted amnesty.

As Qin Yun had guessed, these black-armored archers were the jīng sharp forces secretly cultivated by the Cheng family, and the Cheng family sent them out to cooperate with the three killers, determined to put Qin Yun to death.

However, they never expected that the killer combination would fail, and the means and strength that Qin Yun possessed were far beyond their original estimates, seeing that the family jīng Rui had suffered heavy losses and collapsed, the person who was hiding behind the scenes finally couldn't hold on and issued an order to retreat.

These black-armored archers had a lot of experience in combat, and although they fled in rout, they did not lose their due senses, they were completely scattered, and retreated under the cover of the terrain of the mountain village.

If it is replaced by a general entry, if you want to chase it, you don't know which one to chase first, but Qin Yun is not an ordinary entry.

In response to such a situation, he just smiled coldly, and instead of chasing any of the fleeing enemies, he unfolded his body and leaped onto a remnant of the stone wall.

The angry sword in Qin Yun's hand disappeared again, and the weapon he replaced with was not a talisman, but a falling bow!

With a flick of the finger, the bowstring was pulled apart, and a three-edged armor-piercing arrow rested firmly on the bow, pointing at a black-armored archer who was fleeing quickly.

Airplanes!

The next moment, accompanied by the trembling sound of the bowstring, the armor-piercing arrow triggered by the powerful force flashed forward like lightning, instantly swept a distance of dozens of steps, and hit the black armor archer in the back!

Poof!

The solid armor did not play the slightest defensive role, and the armor-piercing arrow completely pierced his body, bringing up a cloud of blood mist from his chest, and he continued to fly for more than a dozen steps before landing.

The black-armored archer continued to take a few steps forward, slamming to the ground and taking his last breath.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

At the same time, Qin Yun, who was standing on the stone wall, sent out armor-piercing arrows at a jaw-dropping speed, he could clearly see the surrounding enemies fleeing and scattering, and the long-distance shè of the bow was enough to ensure that the opponent was destroyed to the greatest extent.

As long as the black-armored archers locked by him, almost none of them can escape the fate of death, and the whistling arrows are like a call from the Hades, and no one can resist it!

When the last black-armored archer escaped from sight, Qin Yun slowly put away his bow.

Surrounded by stone houses, this remote mountain village became a hell of death, with seventy or eighty corpses lying on the ground in different ways, some separated and some with incomplete limbs, and many more thrown forward to the ground, with fist-sized holes in their backs, and blood still gushing from under them.

The wind from the mountains blew through the mountain village, but it could not blow away the strong smell of blood, and the groans of the dying.

Qin Yun found a seriously injured black-armored archer, he was hit in the chest by a flying stone, and the whole cuirass was dented, probably because his strength was not weak, although he kept vomiting blood, he did not die immediately.

Seeing Qin Yun coming, he struggled hard and hissed, "Kill me"

Qin Yun held the Nucang Sword and pointed it at his throat, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you the Qinghe Cheng family's entry? What other plans do you have to deal with me?" Say it, I'll give you a good time!"

The black-armored archer was also stiff, closing his eyes and pursing his lips as he craned his neck.

Qin Yun didn't get angry, the heavy sword gently pushed forward, and the extremely sharp tip of the sword immediately penetrated his throat.

Qin Yun was not cruel and easy to kill, but to give the other party a painful pleasure, which was far more merciful than letting him hold on to the ground for a few hours and die slowly and painfully.

As for whether the other party is in the Qinghe Cheng family, it really doesn't matter if you agree.

Qin Yun looked around, his expression froze, and he shouted in a deep voice to the small forest not far away: "I don't know which one is coming, please come out and speak, you don't have to hide there with ghosts and ghosts!"

During the battle, he has always maintained the power of the supernatural power of the wisdom of the heart, so his perception is extremely keen, and he has discovered the abnormal movement there, so he sneered and was ready for battle.

It is absolutely impossible for someone to be here at this time to be a friend!

As soon as Qin Yun's words fell, four men and one woman and five sword cultivators flew out of the small forest, all landing more than a dozen steps away from him, and faintly forming an encirclement trend.

"Your Excellency is really cruel, you won't even let go of the seriously injured, you are so ruthless, are you still worthy of being called a disciple of the Sword Sect of Yaocheng?"

The first to speak was a girl in a green dress, she looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, with a pretty face and a graceful figure, and a long sword on her back showed a bit of heroism, but the tone of her voice made her listen very uncomfortable.

Qin Yun's eyes swept away, and he suddenly understood a little in his heart.

Those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come!

Judging from the other party's speech and demeanor and the momentum revealed, there are at least three masters who have died first, and they are definitely from famous families.

"Whether I'm worthy or not, it's not your turn to be evaluated by the Beihu Sword Sect!" Qin Yun sneered, and his gaze fell on the white-shirted sword cultivator on the left: "Presumably you are Cheng Yingzhen's younger brother Cheng Yinghu, right?"

This white-shirted sword cultivator was young and handsome, but he was full of anger between his eyebrows, and his eyes when he looked at Qin Yun were also extremely resentful and fierce, and his expression was almost about to devour Qin Yun alive.

The most important thing is that his appearance is seven points similar to Cheng Yingzhen, where Qin Yun will not be able to recognize it, and he is naturally very clear about the origin of the other party.

"Yes, I'm Cheng Yinghu!" The white-shirted sword cultivator took a step forward and gritted his teeth and said: "The revenge of killing my brother is not shared, Qin Yun, your death time has come!"

Qin Yun didn't argue with him, stared at the other Tsing Yi Sword Cultivator and said, "The Beihu Sword Sect is among the five major side gates of Yanyun, and the well water of our Yaocheng Sword Sect does not interfere with the river water, do you really want to fight with me for life and death?"

Famous sects have the rules of famous sects, unless they are rivals, disciples of different sects will not easily provoke each other, otherwise once there is a situation of casualties and expansion, it is easy to cause sect fights.

The Yaocheng Sword Sect is one of the top ten sects in Kyushu, and it is second to none in Yanyun, and anyone must be afraid of three points.

Qin Yun is not afraid of the opponent's five-entry attack, even if he can't beat it, it is a simple matter to get out, but there are some things he must explain, because Bi Jing and both sides are famous behind him.

It's just that what surprised Qin Yun was that Cheng Yinghu was able to bring in four of his fellow disciples to help him, which showed that his status or affinity in the Beihu Sword Sect was not low.

That Tsing Yi sword cultivator is the oldest among the five entries, his demeanor is calm and bearing, and wherever he stands casually, he also gives a feeling of stopping at the edge of the mountain, and the realm cultivation is definitely the first of the five entries.

He didn't avoid Qin Yun's gaze, and said in a cold voice: "The Beihu Sword Sect is ranked on the side of the sect, naturally it is not as good as your Yaocheng Sect, but our disciples are not able to be insulted, you kill Yinghu's eldest brother for a little grudge, he wants to seek justice from you, and our fellow disciples and brothers can't sit idly by!"

"A little grudge?" Qin Yun sneered: "Cheng Yingzhen, as the commander of Changping County, does not benefit the people, but fishes and flesh in the township, for his own selfishness, he also arrests innocent people in prison and convicts and beheads, such a scum is not enough to be angry with the people!"

"As a disciple of the inner sect of the Yaocheng Sword Sect, and I am also the general of the Imperial Seal Zuo of the Great Yan Empire and the baron of Yanzuo, Cheng Yingzhen committed a crime to kill himself, you set up an ambush for him to kill me, are you not afraid of the thunderous wrath of the imperial court and the Yaocheng Sword Sect?"

Tsing Yi Jian Xiu's breath suddenly stagnated!

The reason why he and Cheng Yinghu came together to intercept Qin Yun was that in addition to the friendship of the same disciple and brother, he was instructed by his master, but he didn't know much about the cause and effect of the whole thing.

If Qin Yun was telling the truth, then killing Cheng Yingzhen was an act of justice, and it was absolutely unjustifiable for them to deal with Qin Yun, and it was very likely that they would attract revenge from the Great Yan Empire and the Yaocheng Sword Sect.

Such a consequence is definitely something that the Beihu Sword Sect cannot afford!

Seeing that his senior brother hesitated, Cheng Yinghu hurriedly said: "Senior brother, don't listen to his rhetoric and quibbles, I know best what my eldest brother is, our Cheng family is the first family in Qinghe, how could he expropriate for money, obviously this Qin Yun maliciously caused trouble, you must not fall for his provocation!"

Another white-shirted sword cultivator standing next to him sneered: "Senior Brother Yinghu is right, let's not listen to him, let's take him down and bring him back to the master first, otherwise we will really be afraid of the Yaocheng Sword Sect when we Beihu Sword Sect!"

The Qinghe Cheng family has a close relationship with the Beihu Sword Sect, and the Cheng family deliberately concealed the truth of the facts, so the Beihu Sword Sect will send disciples to help Cheng Yinghu deal with Qin Yun, but because Qin Yun is a disciple of the Yaocheng Sword Sect, the Sword Sect also has a deep fear, but it has no idea of killing Qin Yun on the spot.

Their white spoon idea was to take Qin Yun down and bring him back to the master first, and then negotiate with the Yaocheng Sword Sect.

The Cheng family wanted Qin Yun's life, but unfortunately the killers they hired and the jīng rui they sent were all defeated miserably.

Qingyi Jianxiu nodded, a trace of hesitation in his eyes turned into resoluteness, he pulled out his long sword and said in a deep voice: "Qin Yun, I advise you to put down your weapons and follow me back to the Sword Gate, otherwise"

"Otherwise, what?" Qin Yun sneered: "If you want to fight, then fight!" My disciples of the Sword Sect in Yaocheng only died in battle, and there is no one who surrenders the sword, don't talk nonsense, I really want to see the stunts of the Beihu Sword Sect today!"

As soon as the words fell, he took a big step forward with his heavy sword in his hand, and the whole entry revealed a fierce momentum like a sharp sword out of the sheath, like a cháo surging undercurrent against his opponent.

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