Xuanhuan: I am the bad luck villain

The ear-piercing sound of the sword resounded, and Zhang Longyuan charged forward with the sword in his hand, trying to take advantage of Baisha's palm injury and unable to use his full strength to forcibly kill him.

But he didn't want to wait for the sword to get close, a black shadow had already shot out from the side.

As the two claws waved, there was a thunderous sound, completely ignoring the sharp sword edge, and just hit it with the palm of your hand.

The sound of jingling was endless, a pair of eagle claws and a sword intertwined in mid-air, and after dozens of rounds of fighting, Heisha had already found the right opportunity and grabbed the spine of the sword with one claw.

There was only a crisp clang, and Heisha's five fingers pierced through the sword easily like barbs.

As he twisted his wrist, the sword in Zhang Longyuan's hand was twisted like a twist.

Before Zhang Longyuan let go of the weapon, the blade of the sword was already torn apart under the tremendous force.

Roads of cold light lit up, and the fragments of the sword shot out under the urging of Heisha's energy.

Zhang Longyuan only had time to grunt twice before his body was blown away by the debris, and several bloody arrows gushed out from his body.

One move destroyed the weapon, Heisha grabbed a section of the sword edge, snorted fiercely, and shattered the weapon in his hand with his fingers on the spot.

"24 forms of beheading pawns? Huh! It's just a trick! You are far behind your dead ghost father!"

Zhang Longyuan, who was clutching his wound, retreated again and again, and finally he was supported by Xiaoliuzi, and then he suddenly stabilized his figure.

Looking at Zhang Longyuan's pale face, Heisha narrowed his eyes with a sarcasm in them.

"When your Zhang family was destroyed that day, even your father was no match for this old man, just because you are a brat, you dare to be presumptuous with this old man!"

Bai Sha, who was next to him, had already dispersed the poison on his arm with his true energy.

Looking at the bloody palm, he took a fierce step forward, and the palm was filled with cold air.

"Boy! I'm going to freeze your limbs into popsicles! Crack them up in front of you and feed them to you!"

Looking at the two masters at the peak of the Baodan state in front of him, Zhang Longyuan clutched his wound, his face getting darker and darker.

Before he could speak, there was a sudden sound of chaotic footsteps in the distance.

Afterwards, there were crowds of people, and a large number of figures riding tall horses came out of the forest.

This group of people was dressed in black, with black veils on their faces, and only a pair of eyes were exposed. It was not a good thing at first glance.

And the two who took the lead were Qin Yu's elder brother and second elder brother!

Riding their horses abruptly to a stop, the two brothers first looked at each other, then turned to look at Black and White Shuangsha.

"Masters, where is my ineffective brother?"

Hearing the words, the black and white Shuangsha didn't change their expressions, they just raised their hands and clasped their fists slightly.

"He asked the two of us to come and kill people, and went to find the Zhang family's treasure by himself."

As soon as these words came out, Young Master Qin couldn't help but snorted coldly, his eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Hmph! After several months of acting, being a good person for several months, and pretending to want justice for the Zhang family, in the end, you are not coveting the magic soldiers of the Zhang family!"

The Second Young Master Qin narrowed his eyes when he heard the words, and smiled brightly.

"It's a pity that the mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind. After all, this kid is a little tender, and he doesn't even know that black and white are our people."

When the two brothers said this, they looked at each other and laughed out loud.

The killers brought over by the side got off their horses one after another and surrounded Zhang Longyuan.

Looking at the enemies surrounding him in all directions, Zhang Longyuan's face became paler and paler.

The two sons raised their heads sharply to look at the black and white Shuangsha.

"My lords, have you got the real sword? Please take it out!"

Hearing the words, Black and White Shuangsha was not ambiguous, and directly threw out a soldier's front that was shining with cold light.

Looking at the familiar shape, Zhang Longyuan's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly wanted to fight, but he didn't want to be forced back by the killers around him with weapons.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the spinning blade fell steadily towards the two brothers of the Qin family.

With a clang, the two reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword almost at the same time.

Looking up at each other, the two brothers stared at each other and slapped fiercely with the other palm.

With a bang of zhenqi colliding, the second young master was defeated, and the whole person was blown out.

The eldest son excitedly grabbed the broken sword and looked it over carefully, his eyes gleaming.

"This is the key to the secret room? Huh ha ha ha ha ha! That legendary magic weapon seems to belong to me. When I dedicate it to my father, the position of the head of the family must be mine!"

Flying off the horse, he staggered and took two steps back. The second son, who was supported by the killers, turned pale when he heard this.

"Brother! What do you mean by that!"

"Huh? It's not interesting. If the father is not here, the elder brother will be the father. I will keep this thing for you."

"You! Didn't you agree that I would take the sword? At that time, I will be the head of the family! I will be in charge of the military! You are in charge of foreign affairs!"

"Hmph, you kid is obsessed with power, how can you give up power to others, do you think I'm stupid? I'll believe your nonsense!"

Holding the broken sword in his hand high above his head, Prince Qin's smile was exceptionally bright.

"Besides, when I become the head of the family, won't I earn more money than sharing power with you!"

The second son's face was gloomy when he heard this, and he suddenly raised his hand and waved it violently.

The next moment, more than half of the killers who had gathered together drew their weapons on the spot, and rushed towards the eldest son aggressively, fighting with other killers in an instant.

The Zhenqin Assassin Group was funded by the Eldest Young Master and contributed by the Second Young Master. The two joined forces to form an assassin organization.

One coveted that it could take over business to make money, and the other wanted to use it to do shady and dirty work. The two guys hit it off when they formed.

It's just that even if it's a killer, it will still stand in line.

Usually nothing happened, but at this moment, as the two brothers turned their backs, the killers were divided into two groups on the spot, and in an instant, they fought in a melee, slashing at each other, trying to fight for the sword.

The black and white Shuangsha even looked at each other and slapped each other at the same time.

The black evil spirit collided with the cold frost, and the two masters took a sharp step back.

Looking at each other with cold eyes, as the two of them waved their arms vigorously, the cold current and evil spirit collided wildly in mid-air like blades, leaving a large number of cuts several meters long on the ground in an instant.

The black and white Shuangsha who are enshrined by the Qin family are also two brothers, and they belong to different families!
As the two sides began to compete for the sword, for a while, no one cared about Zhang Longyuan.

Hurriedly avoiding the blades of the killers, Zhang Longyuan staggered towards the periphery with the support of Little Six, preparing to leave the battlefield first.

At the same time, a sneaky figure appeared outside the opened Zhangjiami's room.

Qin Yu entered along the entrance of the cave and came to the huge mural.

First, I looked at the murals and exclaimed, and then found an obvious gap.

After getting out the remaining broken sword residue inside, Qin Yu excitedly opened the backpack and took out the real broken sword from it.

But as the sword was unsheathed, he was surprised to find that the original broken sword with dragon pattern was replaced with wood by someone at some point!

Looking at the wooden sword in his hand, Qin Yu couldn't help grinning, and threw it away casually.

"Black and white Shuangsha, black and white Shuangsha, I knew you two were unreliable, and you really deserve to be the wicked bastards of the Red Ring. Fortunately, the uncle has already prepared."

Open the hidden compartment of the backpack and take out a half-meter-long bread from it.

Qin Yu casually tore apart the bread, revealing the sword edge hidden inside.

"You still want to play black and white with the young master? I can't even trust myself, but I can trust you!"