"Ah! Who are you?" Duan Yu noticed Qin Yun and was shocked and quickly blocked the stairs of the attic with a look of panic.

"Mr. Duan, this is a passing young man, without any malice." The voice sounded again, and Qin Yun was finally sure that she was not Wang Yuyan.

Qin Yun ignored Duan Yu, and his full attention was focused on the upcoming more than ten spirit riders, with deep eyes.

"Oh, so that's it. It's the young man who was rude." Duan Yu breathed a sigh of relief and quickly apologized to Qin Yun.

Qin Yun turned his head and nodded at Duan Yu, as a reward. His attention is now on the more than ten elite riders, and he is not interested in paying attention to Duan Yu. Fortunately, Duan Yu is broad-minded and doesn't care about these things.

"Young Master Duan, I wonder how many enemies you have seen invasions?" Qin Yun asked Duan Yu.

Hearing Qin Yun's words, Duan Yu hurriedly said, "There are about fifteen people, because the speed is too fast, I can't see clearly." After speaking, Duan Yu's face couldn't help but blush a little.

Qin Yun rolled his eyes, what does it mean because he was too fast and didn't see clearly. It wasn't because he was afraid that he didn't dare to see too much. However, even in front of the beauty, Duan Yu would not reveal his uglyness even if he was honest.

In fact, Qin Yun had no good feelings for Duan Yu. Moreover, when he thought of their family’s complex relationship, he was terrified to think about it carefully!

Before Qin Yun could say anything, a loud noise came from below. There was only a "bang" sound, someone kicked open the board door, and then a burst of footsteps broke in.

"Ah! Those Western Xia warriors are here. Miss Wang, let's run!" Duan Yu quickly went upstairs and shouted in a low voice beside Wang Yuyan.

At this time, in addition to Wang Yuyan, there were also Azhu and Abi. They were both attracted to the "sad and refreshing breeze" of Xixia, their hands and feet were sore and numb, and tears flowed long and they couldn't open their eyes.

"It's too late." Wang Yuyan said in a low voice.

The Western Xia warriors seemed to have discovered Duan Yu and others a long time ago, and it may be because Duan Yu had exposed his traces. As soon as they came in, they snatched up the ladder and rushed up to the attic with their teeth and claws.

However, these Western Xia warriors were all elites, and they crawled up fiercely and rushed over. Their faces were covered with flesh, their ferocious faces, and their blood-red eyes were enough to stop the child from crying at night.

As for Qin Yun, they were completely ignored. There was only one Western Xia warrior who wanted to solve this "waste" when he passed by Qin Yun.

Qin Yun seemed to be frightened and had no movement at all.

Duan Yu and the others couldn't help but close their eyes when they saw this scene.

Suddenly, they heard a scream of shame, felt something was wrong, and quickly opened their eyes. They saw that more than ten Western Xia warriors fell to the ground, all of whom had died, and no one was alive, and they were all stunned.

It turned out that just as Qin Yun was about to be kissed by a knife, his empty right hand gently waved, and more than ten straws flew out instantly, hitting the throats of the more than ten Western Xia warriors, all killed in one blow. Although Qin Yun had not systematically learned hidden weapons, his sword technique had many similarities with hidden weapons. It may not be possible to deal with masters, but there is still no problem with some dead objects that cannot be moved.

"What a deep internal force! Flying flowers and leaves can hurt people. This is also the best level in the world!" Wang Yuyan sighed.

Unexpectedly, it was Wang Yuyan, a man who knew how to do martial arts, who woke up first. As Wang Yuyan's voice sounded, Azhu, Abi, and Gao Yuanyuan also reacted one after another. A loud exhalation sound came from the attic, and it was obvious that everyone was scared by the scene just now.

Qin Yun was about to speak, but suddenly his expression moved and he looked downstairs. He saw a Xixia warrior standing by the door. He didn't know when he came in. This man had a medium figure and his clothes were the same as other Xixia warriors. His face was sallow and expressionless, just like a dead person.

"It's Murong Fu, I didn't expect him to appear again." Qin Yun's expression narrowed slightly.

When the others saw Qin Yun's actions, they also looked at them with their eyes, and the visitors were all imprinted into their eyes.

"The Western Xia warriors appeared again!" There was a hint of panic in Duan Yu's tone.

"I wonder if this young master can win?" Although Ah Zhu's martial arts skills were not good, his eyes were good. He suddenly saw that he was not only Murong Fu's unfamiliar.

"I didn't expect that in the Central Plains martial arts world there was actually a young master like you, besides Qiao Feng and Murong Fu, which was really rare." Murong Fu looked at Qin Yun, and felt a sense of recruitment in his heart, but his tone was not much aggressive.

"Don't say more nonsense, let's see the article under your hands." Qin Yun glanced at the long sword used for decoration in his waist, and his expression did not fluctuate at all. A cold light flashed, and the long sword had been unsheathed, facing Murong Fu.

"What a fast sword!" Murong Fu's eyes lit up.

Murong Fu didn't say much, and was about to be convinced before recruiting him. He danced with one sword and slashed three swords. The white light flashed in the lobby, and within the circle of more than a meter, there were sword shadows, which made people dizzy.

"Huh!" Wang Yuyan's expression became strange.

"What's wrong, Miss Cousin?" Azhu asked hurriedly.

"This man used three moves, which are three different sword techniques. The sword that cuts east is the sword technique of subduing demons in Shaolin Temple; the sword that cuts west is the hatchet of the old man Lishandong, Guangxi; the sword that turns around and cuts into pieces has become the return wind blowing willow sword of the Jiangnan historians. This man's martial arts is so vast that there are few people in the world." Wang Yuyan said one by one, and he really knows it as many as his family, which all illustrates his origin and school.

"Is that true?" Ah Zhu widened his eyes and looked at Murong Fu with a little confused look.

At this time, Qin Yun had already fought with Murong Fu, and the two of them were having a great time fighting. The most interesting thing was that neither of them was their best and exquisite martial arts, but their own strengths.

Among them, Murong Fu used various martial arts. In just a short moment, he had used hundreds of different martial arts. The speed of the moves changed so quickly that Wang Yuyan could not even have time to "translate".

What Qin Yun used was the extremely mysterious sword-moving techniques and profound sword intent he saw from the remains of the sword tomb. He was restoring them one by one, wanting to express these martial arts essences with moves.

Unlike the central, peaceful, soft, and densely packed Quanzhen sword technique, Qin Yun's sword technique is more sharp, fierce, majestic, and more threatening and lethal.

It is precisely because of this that Qin Yun's sword technique is a bit incompetent, but it is extremely exquisite and powerful. Although there are still some gaps between the movements and the movements, Qin Yun is already quite master-like after accumulating strength. Every move and every move of his is so wonderful that he can be remedied in time. If Qin Yun can really fully exert the power of the unique skills in the remains of the sword tomb, then he will have another peerless martial arts, which is definitely not inferior to his biggest ace at this time - the ten-step killing sword technique.

Not only that, Qin Yun's sword skills that he has practiced have gradually improved with his understanding of the unique skills of the sword tomb, and he can be promoted to the next stage at any time.
Chapter completed!