Xuanhuan: I am the bad luck villain

The roar outside the house resounded through the sky, even alarming half of Tianlong City.

Qin Shou's expression changed drastically when he heard the movement, and he turned over and got out of bed with great pain, and even almost knelt on the ground because of the excessive movement.

Snatching the accompanying sword from Zhang Xiaolan's hand, Qin Shou stumbled towards the door, while still roaring.

"Xiao Si, take Xiao Lan away!"

Qin Yu's expression changed again and again when he heard the words, and finally he grabbed the Guan Dao on the wall, swung the weapon to hold it behind him, and rushed out with Guan Dao in his hand.

"Xiao Lan! Come out through the back door. From now on, life or death, rich or poor, each will live in peace."

Watching the father and son rushing out of the room one after another, Zhang Xiaolan's expression also changed.

She frantically searched around but couldn't find any weapons, so she gritted her teeth fiercely and was about to rush out with her bare hands.

But before Zhang Xiaolan walked out of the door, the woman in white armor standing in front of the door had already stopped her with a horizontal sword.

"Little girl, the Qin family has been tyrannical for more than two hundred years, and now it's their own fault. Why do you have to deal with this kind of..."

"Go away, girl! You old hag who doesn't want a man! The affairs of my Qin family have nothing to do with you!"

Before the woman in white armor could finish speaking, Zhang Xiaolan had already bumped into her hard and rushed out of the house.

This made the white armor woman carry her own sword, not to mention how helpless she was.

On the one hand, she appreciates Zhang Xiaolan's heroic character.

But on the other hand, she has a headache for this woman's straightforward temper.

With this personality, unless the Qin family betrayed and sold her, it would be very easy for her to get rid of the Qin family.

Now it's troublesome.

With her head drooping, the woman in white armor also walked out of the compound weakly, and quickly went to the gate of the Qin family.

When she arrived, it was already a mess.

In front of the courtyard, an old man with his hands behind his back had a livid face.

There are more than [-] disciples following behind, and those disciples are glaring at this side with swords at this time.

The Qin family was also not to be outdone, there were hundreds of people armed with various weapons, and they were confronting the criminals.

Although on the bright side, it seems that the Qin family has an absolute numerical advantage.

But anyone with a discerning eye knows that the Qin family is doomed this time.

If it is said that the masters of the golden core stage can still rely on surprise and use various special weapons to kill them.

Then the Nascent Soul stage master is already an existence of another realm.

A character of this level has a protective body with true energy, and anyone who attacks him will be instinctively defended by true energy.

Sneak attacks are useless, and crowd tactics are even more of a joke.

Although there are hundreds of people in the Qin family, if this Nascent Soul master wanted to, it would not take a quarter of an hour to kill them.

The face of the old man with his hands behind his back was slightly pale, and he was breathing heavily, obviously also injured.

Looking at Qin Shou who was walking towards him with a sword in his hand, even with the support of a weapon, he was still staggering.

There was a trace of coldness and fear in the old man's eyes.

"Qin Shou, son! I haven't seen you for half a day, so you're all right?"

Qin Shou took two deep breaths when he heard this, and there was a hint of sharpness in his eyes.

"Taoist Huanmo, I didn't expect that you didn't even heal your wounds, and came directly to my Qin family as a guest. What's the matter? You have to rush even for half a day?"

"If you don't rush, you can't do it. You are a reckless man at the Jindan stage, and you can actually hit the old man hard when you hit the head. How can the old man not be afraid of your Qin family?"

The hands behind his back moved slightly, the more Taoist Huanmo said, the sharper his eyes became.

"Old man, I can't wait to wipe out your whole family right away. What if I delay for half a day and you run away a few!"

Qin Shou didn't continue to speak after hearing the words, and there was no need to continue at this time.

Qin Shou, who has a ruthless personality, naturally understood that the other party would not spare them a way out, just like if Qin Shousheng had won before, he would not show mercy either.

With a sudden roar, Qin Shou raised his hand and set up his sword.

"Children of the Qin family! Bloody battle!"

"Battle! Fight! Fight!"

People from the Qin family, who were born in the military family and based on martial arts, may have different personalities, and generally they are not good people.

But in terms of unity and ruthlessness, they are not weak at all.

Even if he knew that the opponent had even defeated Qin Shou and waited for someone to go up, there was probably no way out.

However, following Qin Shou's roar, hundreds of disciples assembled all kinds of weapons in black, followed Qin Shou without hesitation, and rushed towards him.

This overwhelming posture, and the courage to go forward, even Taoist Huanmo's face darkened, and his heart became more determined to kill the grass and roots.

With a violent wave of his hands, Taoist Magic Demon fought with Qin Shou directly, and almost instantly suppressed the seriously injured Qin Shou.

Several elders and masters of the Qin family wanted to step forward to help, but they were all taken down within three moves.

A palm slapped the body, causing blood to vomit at the slightest and unconsciousness, and severe enough that the body would be torn apart on the spot.

This is not a duel of equals at all. Although Taoist Huanmo is injured, he can still display at least [-]% of his strength.

But Qin Shou, the strongest member of the Qin family, might not even be able to display half of his strength now.

It's just that on this battlefield, this place is not the only one fighting.

The children of the Qin family who knew that they were not strong enough to be of much help in that kind of battle viciously threw themselves at the disciples brought by Taoist Huanmo.

Two of the guys in this group are disciples of the golden elixir period, and the rest are disciple-level miscellaneous fish.

Facing the absolute superiority in numbers, even the two Golden Core disciples were beaten in a hurry, and one of them even had to fly into the sky with his sword, and began to use spells to fight the archers below.

Not to mention those disciple-level guys.

It took only a few minutes to fight, and several people died violently under the knife.

At the same time, on this chaotic battlefield, a man ran back and forth in panic with a positive expression.

Zhao Tiangang, this scourge is still alive.

Maybe it's because he was once the protagonist of luck, this guy's life is surprisingly tough.

When Qin Shouwei killed the master of the Shadow Sect before, he happened to be away, so he escaped by luck.

Even Taoist Huanmo quickly came to the door this time, and he led the way.

It's just that his good days are now completely over, and he thought that following Taoist Huanmo, he would be able to eat well and drink spicy food, and revenge him.

But he didn't want Taoist Huanmo to ignore him after the fight.

Even those powerful disciples and grandchildren were hacked to death quickly. If he hadn't taken off his demon coat in such a way, he would have died violently by now.

But this method of changing clothes may be able to deceive other people, but it will definitely not deceive the guy who is familiar with him.

For example, Qin Yu.

"Zhao Tiangang!"

A roar rang in his ears, and Zhao Tiangang, who was holding a sword, turned his head hastily.

In the end, he saw Qin Yu dragging the knife with both hands upside down, angrily killing in his direction.

Zhao Tiangang was not given a chance to retreat at all.

After Qin Yu approached, he swung his knife in a circle, and the weapon slashed heavily on the sword that Zhao Tiangang had set up.

Then his body spun like a spinning top, slashing one after another while waving the big knife.

Zhao Tiangang, who was beaten, only had the strength to fight desperately.

But how could this ordinary sword be able to parry such a big killer like Guan Dao?

With a loud noise, the sword that had been carried several times in a row bent on the spot.

Guan Dao hit Zhao Tiangang's shoulder at an unabated speed, although there was a sword as a shoulder armor to resist the sharp edge.

But the heavy force still hit Zhao Tiangang and let out a howl.

Before he could react, Qin Yu had already kicked Zhao Tiangang away on the spot.