An arrow fell as Qin Yu's words fell, and it flew out of the crowd.

The target was Montenegro, which was standing at the forefront.

Capture the thief and capture the king first!

Qin Yu felt that he had taken down Montenegro first, and those who followed behind Montenegro could be so loyal!

Black Mountain's eyes shrunk into a line, and in the face of the arrows that came at him, he pulled out a slender eight-edged iron wedge from his waist, and his body tried his best to the side, waving his hand to split the arrows.

"Click!"

The arrow shot by Hong Er was struck by the tail of the arrow from Black Mountain, breaking in the air, and the arrow that bounced off scratched the calf of a brother in the back.

Black Mountain felt a slight palpitation in his heart, there was an old man in this Zhuangzi who was good at hunting bows, he knew this from the time he came, when he was talking to Qin Yu, his eyes were not idle, and he searched for the traces of the white-bearded old man.

It's just that I didn't find the old man just now, and from the perspective of the arrow just now, the old man must be hiding in the crowd, and the goal is not to kill him, but to shoot and injure him!

Thanks to the old man's strength not being as strong as the young man, and he was not a good bow, he knew in advance, and with the experience of fighting over the years and his body in the prime of life, he was able to dodge that arrow.

If the old man was not an old man and had a good bow in his hand, even if he knew that such a person existed, I am afraid that there must be an arrow stuck in his thigh today.

"Hong Er is blind, you are old and dizzy, such a big dog, you can't shoot? The other eye is also blind, at this time, you have to look at your Uncle Zhong! ”

Old Uncle Zhong saw that Hong Er couldn't shoot a person who was standing with a big grin, and shouted with disgust, but his body was not half idle, he raised the kitchen knife in his hand and rushed out first.

"Little cubs, rush with your old Uncle Zhong! Don't let your old Uncle Zhong look down on you, don't fall behind my old bones one by one! ”

When Hong Er shot that arrow, in fact, the battle had already started, and now Uncle Zhong shouted in such a voice, which of the young men standing at the mouth of Zhuangzi can still stand?

With a howl in his throat, he raised the guy in his hand and strode out.

Like a torrent!

Black Mountain lifted the iron shovel with one hand, and with a wave of his left hand, the people who followed him were like torrents hitting stubborn rocks, and they all killed the oncoming mud-legged people from both sides of him.

Qin Yu had never seen a 'big scene', and the group fight in front of him with at least three hundred people was really a little shocking to him!

The two groups were like two different litters of ants, and after they collided together, it was difficult to distinguish who was who, and the dust that stirred up slowly flew from the bare feet of everyone to the calves.

Within moments, someone was covering their wounds, trying to seal the blood gushing out!

Screams, screams, suffocations......

It's not lively!

It's cruel!

The muscles under Qin Yu's eyes trembled a few times, and his teeth clenched, these scenes are definitely not the kind of people who can imagine without experiencing it personally!

was standing at the end of the Black Mountain, and saw that Uncle Zhong was relying on a kitchen knife to kill no enemies around, so he carried an iron shovel and killed Uncle Zhong.

"Dang!"

The shovel hit the kitchen knife, and the kitchen knife flew away diagonally.

Old Uncle Zhong's figure staggered slightly, and Black Mountain immediately followed with a kick, hitting Old Uncle Zhong in the chest, and Old Uncle Zhong knocked over the two people who were scuffling together and rolled to the ground again.

"Old thing, missing an arm, do you still think you are so good? Let's have snacks in the next life! After Montenegro kicked over the old Uncle Zhong with his young strength, he sneered with disdain.

Seeing that Old Uncle Zhong still wanted to get up, the fierce momentum in Black Mountain's eyes came up, and he raised the iron shovel in his hand high, and was about to smash it at Old Uncle Zhong's heavenly spirit cover.

"Lord Montenegro, be careful!"

Hearing the warning, Montenegro barely hesitated, slammed on the ground, and the pain was called a bared tooth, but he dodged an arrow shot at him.

Old Uncle Zhong was old, but the ferocity that crawled out of the pile of dead people made him pounce the moment he fell to the ground in Black Mountain.

Using his teeth as a weapon, he bit Montenegro's ear with one bite, and the only hand also strangled Montenegro's neck.

Montenegro felt pain and couldn't breathe, and the cruelty in his bones was also revealed, and the iron shovel in his hand frantically poked at Old Uncle Zhong's body.

Fortunately, it was an iron shovel, not a weapon such as a short knife and a long knife, otherwise Old Uncle Zhong would have several more holes in his body at this moment.

After Old Uncle Zhong poked two or three times with an iron mace, after all, it was not when he was young, and the pain was powerless to strangle Montenegro's neck.

Black Mountain struggled hard, and his head broke free from Old Uncle Zhong's arm, and a piece of flesh was missing from his ear.

"Old thing, look for death!" Black Mountain had a hideous face, and there was only endless killing intent towards Old Uncle Zhong in his eyes.

Old Uncle Zhong was lying on the ground, and he couldn't get up in pain at the moment, there was no fear on his face, but a little smile.

Opening his mouth and spitting out a mouthful of blood with flesh and blood and teeth, Old Uncle Zhong looked directly into Black Mountain's eyes and said disdainfully: "Little cub, when Lao Tzu was killing people on the battlefield, you were still peeing and playing with mud!" If you want to kill Lao Tzu, you are much more tender! ”

Montenegro didn't do this senseless battle of words with Old Uncle Zhong, and stepped out, and the iron shovel in his hand smashed towards Old Uncle Zhong's head with the sound of the wind, vowing to smash Old Uncle Zhong's head.

"Dang!"

A long knife blocked the iron shovel in Montenegro's hand, and Second Uncle Liu kicked Old Uncle Zhong angrily, and said quickly: "Old thing, hurry up and go back!" The eldest young master wants me to save you, but there is no one beside him, if you let the eldest young master get hurt, Lao Tzu will chop you alive later! ”

"Lao Tzu didn't let you come to the rescue, let you meddle with anything?" Old Uncle Zhong covered his chest with one hand, and struggled to get up, but there were no good words in his mouth.

Seeing that Uncle Zhong was leaving, he was about to stop him with an iron shovel, Second Uncle Liu held a knife flower with a long knife in his hand, stood on the road of Montenegro, and said: "Little Wang Ba Lamb, now your opponent is me, want to go over, ask the knife in Lao Tzu's hand!" ”

"Fuck you! A bunch of old immortals! Montenegro was stopped by Second Uncle Liu, and seeing Old Uncle Zhong stumbling out of the battle circle, his heart was even more angry.

"Since you old immortals are looking for death, then I will fulfill you!"

Montenegro didn't think about causing any life here, and now that he was so embarrassed by the three old men, then this matter will definitely not be good today!

Second Uncle Liu's eyes widened, the long knife in his hand flicked, and he roared to help the momentum, and took the lead in attacking Montenegro.

Montenegro didn't dare to take it hard, so he had to take half a step back, and the next moment, his actions showed the ferocity of the gangster leader on his body vividly.

When the long knife in Uncle Liu's hand was swept upward, Montenegro actually reached out and was about to grab the back of the knife, and the iron shovel he was holding was fiercely stabbed.

Second Uncle Liu knew about his family's affairs, and the long knife in his hand was the standard long knife in the former army, which was secretly hidden by him, and it was originally held in one hand, but he had to hold it with both hands.

The big tendon of his right hand was cut off on the battlefield in the early years, and he looked fine, but in fact, his right hand has always been in the kind where he can't use too much strength.

If he was caught by the long knife on the black side at this time, for Second Uncle Liu, he would undoubtedly lose more than half of it.

When his strength was exhausted, Second Uncle Liu did not dodge the iron shovel stabbed by Black Mountain, but greeted it, and the long knife in his hand changed with the trend, turning into the back of the knife and sweeping Black Mountain's brain.

Out of the corner of his eye, Montenegro saw the long knife sweeping towards his head, where could he tell whether it was the blade or the back of the knife, the iron shovel in his hand was castrated, and a lazy donkey rolled and quickly dodged.

It's a long story, in fact, it's only a momentary scene, Qin Yu stood in the distance and watched, tugging at his heart, and when he saw that Black Mountain had to dodge, he was relieved.