When he was very young, Qin Yun had heard many legends about the people of the Youyuan Wu Clan from the Hunting Village.

In those bizarre and terrifying stories, the Wu people are portrayed as beings with hideous faces, three heads and six arms, who possess the terrifying power to tear apart tigers and leopards, love to devour flesh and blood, and have a brutal temperament.

After growing up and reading and enlightenment, Qin Yun understood that these stories may not all be true, and there are many exaggerations in the description of the Wu clan.

But now when he saw the true faces of the two witch people, he realized that those stories and legends were not entirely fictional.

The two Witch warriors were over seven feet tall and extremely burly.

They wore their upper bodies, but their lower bodies were surrounded by animal skins, the bulging muscles under their dark skin contained explosive power, and they also carried a scimitar representing the status of a samurai at their waists.

The appearance of the Wu people is not ugly, with angular eyebrows, thick leopard eyes, short hair, and dark red and lead-gray patterns on their faces and bodies.

When Qin Yun spotted them, a young Wu warrior was skinning an antelope by the stream, while another warrior with a battle axe on his back was setting up a bonfire, apparently preparing for their lunch.

Neither of them noticed that in the woods to their right, Qin Yun was quietly approaching.

Golden opportunity!

Qin Yun stopped at the edge of the bushes, the dense branches and foliage of plants obscuring his figure, while the enemy was completely exposed to his line of sight, no more than fifty steps away.

His dark eyes shone with a dazzling look, and he silently took off his hunting bow. The bowstring was pulled and a three-edged feather arrow was mounted.

If you can kill these two Wu warriors, the sect's mission will be two-thirds completed, and it will definitely be a great opportunity not to be missed.

However, when Qin Yun aimed the arrow firmly at the battle axe warrior, the other party's ears twitched a few times, and Huo Ran turned around and looked towards his position, his leopard eyes widened angrily and his expression was extremely powerful.

Worst!

Qin Yun never thought that he was actually discovered, and he released the bowstring without hesitation. Feathered arrows shot at each other like lightning!

The hunting bow and feather arrows in Qin Yun's hand were all first-class and top-grade, and the three-edged arrows full of strength swept a distance of dozens of steps in an instant and swept in front of the tomahawk warrior.

"Hah!"

Seeing that the arrow was about to pierce his chest, the tomahawk warrior suddenly burst into a loud cry. Raise your right arm and swing it out!

Ding!

The arrow that was bound to be won was actually shot away by him empty-handed, and at this time, Qin Yun noticed that the other party's arm was covered with a black metal armguard.

"Zagu!"

The Tomahawk warrior who had blocked Qin Yun's surprise attack shouted angrily again. With his backhand, he pulled out the battle axe tied to his back, and like an enraged brute bear, he swooped in the direction where Qin Yun was.

The young warrior, who was peeling and washing the antelope by the river, immediately dropped his prey and jumped up, drew his scimitar and screamed, following behind the tomahawk warrior.

Well done!

Qin Yun simply stood up from behind the bushes, and the two feather arrows were on the bowstring at the same time.

The speed of the Wu warrior was not fast, and the distance of fifty paces was enough for him to shoot two waves of sharp arrows, and he didn't believe that his opponent would dare to rush at the feathered arrows head-on.

Only those who have reached the innate realm will be fearless of the shooting of bows and crossbows.

And this time, Qin Yun was aiming at the young warrior.

But when he just changed direction, he didn't lock on his opponent yet. Suddenly there was an alarm in my heart.

The danger felt like being targeted by a poisonous snake close at hand, and Qin Yun's hairs stood up suddenly!

Almost without thinking, he gave up the tantalizing idea of shooting the young samurai, and with a slam of his legs, he sprinted backwards with all his might.

Sou!

A black feathered arrow swept past where he had stood. Shoot the trunk of a tree half a foot deep!

It's dangerous!

Qin Yun broke out in a cold sweat, he never expected that there was another enemy lurking nearby, and he was almost successfully attacked by the other party.

Shadow Warrior!

A name flashed through Qin Yun's mind.

It is said that when they were the strongest, their territory included the four major states of Youyuan, Mobei, Xihai and Yanyun, and there were countless billions of strong people.

Although today, a thousand years later. The Wu clan can only be trapped in the secluded plain, but their inheritance is something that no one dares to underestimate, and the Great Yan Dynasty regards the Wu clan as a big danger and has never given up its vigilance.

The wizards of the Wu clan are similar to qi refiners, who can refine talisman pills, domesticate Gu worms and fierce beasts, and also master a thousand strange spells, which is a special existence in the Wu clan.

The warriors of the Wu clan are divided into three categories, namely brute force warriors, blade warriors, and shadow warriors, each with their own abilities and skills.

The distinction between the three types of samurai can be distinguished by the weapons they use.

The Brute Force Samurai is the backbone of the Witch Army, with battle axes, sledgehammers, and scimitars as their main weapons, while the Blade Samurai specializes in kendo, and is good at broadswords and long swords, while the Shadow Samurai is good at stealth, and is similar to hunters and assassins, and can skillfully use swords, daggers, bows, and crossbows.

Whether it is a samurai or a wizard, all of them are from the witch sect with a thousand-year heritage, and they must not be underestimated.

From the moment Qin Yun discovered the other party's traces, he always thought that there were only two people on the other party, and this wrong judgment almost killed him.

Having lost the opportunity and being secretly targeted by the Shadow Warriors, Qin Yun knew that he had no chance of winning, so he immediately took the opportunity to launch the Floating Light Glimpse Light Skill, and quickly escaped without a trace with the help of the cover of the mountains and forests.

The tomahawk warrior rushed to the bush where Qin Yun had been, but he couldn't find any trace of Qin Yun, so angry that he brandished his tomahawk and roared angrily.

"Will the damn rats only sneak up?"

"Are you scolding me?"

With a cold question, a black figure quietly appeared in the woods only a few steps away from him.

The grumpy Tomahawk Samurai lowered his arms and vomited to the ground. Thick phlegm, the urn said angrily: "You know, I'm not scolding you!"

The Shadow Knight slowly walked to his side and snorted coldly, "You must understand that he is not a rat, he is a powerful samurai, and he is an opponent we must be careful of!"

There was a thoughtful look in his eyes: "It looks like his age doesn't look like a disciple of the Inner Gate of the Heavenly City, it's strange"

The Shadow Knight was a slender, short, and stinky figure to stand with the Tomahawk Warrior, holding a jet-black short bow in his hand and two slender bladed swords hanging from his back.

Unlike the Tomahawk Warrior, the Shadow Warrior wears a black suit with elaborate leather boots on his feet, and he would not look much different from a normal person without the strange ornamentation painted on the exposed parts of his hands and face.

However, among the three, he is obviously the leader.

"Don't be so reckless next time, you can block the opponent's arrows, Zagu may not be able to do it" The Shadow Knight stared at the Tomahawk Samurai and scolded: "If I hadn't come back in time, neither of you two would have thought of leaving alive!"

The Tomahawk warrior was still unconvinced, but did not refute his words.

However, the young warrior had something to say: "Wu Ma, what do you say we are provoking the Heavenly City Sword Sect this time, I heard that the Heavenly City has issued an order to exterminate witches, and we have already lost a lot of brothers, if they cross the Manglong Mountain and enter our territory"

The young samurai didn't say anything more, but they both understood what he was trying to say.

This time, the Heavenly City Sword Sect is absolutely moving the true fire, and the witch extermination order must be endless.

The people of the Sword Sect poured out, and if they couldn't find a target for revenge, they would definitely dare to cross the Manglong Mountain and enter the territory of the Wu Clan to retaliate.

"Do you want to question the Great Elder's decision?" The Shadow Warrior's gaze became colder and colder: "When did the Heavenly City Sword Sect and our Witch Sect have had peace? Our task now is to intercept and kill these lone Sword Sect disciples, and not let them break into our territory!"

"Our whereabouts have been exposed, and there is no guarantee that the other party will not have helpers, so let's get out of here quickly!"

The young warrior nodded: "Okay, I'll bring the antelope leg, otherwise dinner won't be good." ”

He turned and walked towards the creek, where the half-skinned antelope was still on the bank.

The Shadow Warrior frowned, his lips twitching a few times, but he didn't say a word.

Brute force warriors are strong and strong, and they usually need to swallow a lot of food to replenish their strength, and the situation in Manglong Mountain is not as good as that of the grassland tribes, and a hundred catties of antelope on their heads are precious, and it is a pity to discard them.

The young warrior ran to the brook and picked up the antelope with great speed, and with his scimitar he cut off the unskinned parts, leaving only the fattest four legs of the lamb, which were skillfully tied with the rope he carried.

After cleaning up, he tied the leg of mutton to his back.

Shout!

Just as the young warrior was about to leave the stream to join his companions, the grass less than ten paces away suddenly burst out, and an incomparable red sword qi shot towards him!

The young samurai was not weak, but he was not at all prepared for the presence of an enemy lurking nearby, and just now in order to clean up the leg of mutton, the scimitar weapon was not in his hand.

Caught off guard, he could only hurriedly dodge to the right, trying to avoid the enemy's surprise attack.

But it was too late, the young warrior's figure had just moved, and the red sword qi had already swept in, ruthlessly cutting through half of his body!

The distance was too close, and the sword came too quickly and too suddenly!

Burst!

Blood gushed out of the cut with internal organs, and the young samurai opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't say it, and fell to the ground.

He stared blankly at the sky, the pain of the wound numbing, and all the dreams he had dimmed with the light in his eyes until they were extinguished.

"Zagu!"

The Tomahawk Samurai and Shadow Samurai not far away couldn't believe their eyes, especially the latter, who let out an earth-shattering roar!

Jian Hong, who had killed the young warrior, paused on the bank of the stream, the sword light dissipated, and Qin Yun's figure was revealed!(