After the immortal disappeared

The deafening explosion also covered up another fine sound of breaking through the air:

The moment the personal guard was thrown away and Xue Zongwu closed his eyes, someone jumped out from the woods on the side and rushed towards Xue Zongwu.

The man's running speed was a bit weird, his center of gravity was tilted forward, as if he would fall forward at any time, but he was surprisingly fast and stable. There was a big tree that fell down directly in front. The servants of the villa had not moved it away in the past few days. This man used his hands and feet to climb over the fallen tree. He placed his hands on the wood and kicked off with his feet, as light as a leopard.

Instead, the broken wood helped him accelerate across the five-foot distance. The water thorn in his hand flashed with a faint light and went straight to Xue Zongwu's throat!

Explosions, air waves, bright lights, and secret attacks all work together perfectly.

The man tried his best when he took action, half a foot long Qi emerged from the thorn tip, trying to complete the attack in one blow.

However, he still underestimated Xue Zongwu.

Xue Zongwu didn't even open his eyes, he was about to die from Jiuyou, but the stab from the sneak attacker seemed to be pierced into a solid soft ball——

There was suddenly an invisible barrier between Xue Zongwu and him. If it was substantial and elastic, the attacker's full blow was like hitting a ball with a stick, but pushed Xue Zongwu away!

He didn't know that this was a special magic weapon on Xue Zongwu that automatically took effect, called "Smooth Sailing". It was actually a sail-shaped talisman that could remove external forces and protect the owner at critical moments, integrating protection and escape.

But every time it is used, the interval is a quarter of an hour.

The strength of Weng Xing's attack was how far Xue Zongwu was sent.

He made a killing move. Xue Zongwu flew two feet away. When he landed, he opened his eyes and saw the sneak attacker.

This is another man in black, also wearing a mask.

As expected, it takes an accomplice to do this.

At this time, the first man in black also jumped out of the forest and silently came forward to attack.

Time was precious, and the window period for sniping Xue Zongwu was only a few breaths.

But the good news is that the soft ball-like barrier around Xue Zongwu has also disappeared. The two guessed that it was either a magic weapon or a magical power that could not take effect all the time.

The two of them coordinated their attacks seamlessly, and the effect of one plus one was greater than four. With Xue Zongwu's strength, he didn't get the upper hand at the beginning, and after so many breaths, he was still passive.

These two people's costumes are cheap and their slogans are funny, but their skills are really strong. With Xue Zongwu's many years of experience in battlefield fighting, he was a little overwhelmed by the explosive attack of these two people at first sight!

He even doubted whether the two men were deliberately pretending to be pigs and eating tigers, so that he could take advantage of their enemies.

But as soon as he thought about it, his body glowed with light cyan light.

Yuanli!

As a famous general of the Yao Kingdom, he stood on the land of the Yao Kingdom. Although he did not bring a hundred thousand soldiers and horses with him, he could still deploy a considerable amount of Yuan Power.

It made Xue Zongwu's ears and eyes sharper, and his reflexes, martial arts skills, and even his ability to resist magical powers were improved to a higher level.

In his eyes, the movements of the two men in black suddenly slowed down.

The battle between masters was only a hair's breadth away, and the lag of half a chip was quite generous to Xue Zongwu. There was a shadow behind him, and a cold light flashed through the darkness, hitting Weng Xing's waist.

This attack came out of the blue, and Weng Xing couldn't defend himself with Lao Hui's move. Weng Su had no choice but to lift the tip of his thorn downward to block the blow for him.

The attack that was originally like a flash flood suddenly fell into place.

Half a breath, just a misalignment of half a breath.

Although Weng Su's other branch of water spurs also came to fill the position, Xue Zongwu seized this half breath to recover and counterattacked strongly!

Only then did the two people on the opposite side see clearly that there was another "Xue Zongwu" on the spot!

He is tall, short, fat, thin, dressed, and has the same facial expression as the original owner. He also wields a pair of axes and has very powerful martial arts skills.

Clone technique!

Xue Zongwu was already difficult to deal with, and now another one appeared.

Brother Weng's scalp was a little numb.

The two sneak attacks at the beginning were the pinnacle of their energy, energy, and spirit converging in one attack, aiming for earth-shattering effects.

However, Xue Zongwu had the upper hand and was one against two. He didn't panic at all. When he used his Yuan power to regain the initiative, he was even more likely to overwhelm them.

This forgetful bastard is really hateful, and his martial arts skills are really hard!

Moreover, although Xue Zongwu's guard was disturbed by the explosion, he withstood the impact of the first wave of air and was about to get up to save the savior. There was not much time left for the Weng brothers.

Fortunately, they are not fuel-efficient lamps.

Such a violent explosion must be followed by thick smoke. If it were broad daylight, others would see that the smoke caused by the explosion was not only black and gray, but also a strange light green.

Along with the thick smoke, not only the pungent smoke but also an indescribable stench filled the entire place!

This kind of stench is like the horror released in a moment when a house full of smelly fish and rotten shrimps has been roasted by the scorching sun of the dog days for five whole days, and then the sealed door is opened.

It's indescribable, and makes people feel like vomiting.

The guards on the ground had just gotten up. When they smelled such a unique and amazing smell, they all bent over and vomited.

The physiological reaction caused by the stench is almost independent of human will.

This time, even Xue Zongwu's lieutenants and soldiers were caught. Their Yuanli could withstand many magical powers and even reduced the damage of explosions, but they had no resistance to olfactory attacks.

Especially when a person is facing a crisis, his breathing will involuntarily speed up, which makes him vulnerable to the attack faster.

The Weng brothers gained a little more precious time.

The smell of smoke is similar to that of He Lingchuan's fragrant dumplings. The difference is that the main ingredients of green smoke are the saliva and gastric juice of the northern monitor lizard. Both liquids have an irritating stench, and the gastric juice of the northern ground lizard volatilizes, which has a strong corrosive effect on the skin of ordinary creatures.

Xue Zongwu fought as usual without any discomfort, and even shouted to his men: "Hold your breath, hold your breath!"

He held his breath from the beginning of the explosion, adjusting his inner breath to fight. Whenever he encounters danger, he first holds his breath. This is a habit he developed during his early years of practice at Qingdao Mountain. He has been saved countless times over the years.

Thick smoke began to fill the whole place, and the surrounding visibility was getting lower and lower. The three of them fought quickly, and the guards three feet away could no longer see clearly. They could only see one or two sparks occasionally coming out in front, representing the weapons of both sides. Attack each other.

The more Xue Zongwu fought, the more surprised he became. These two impostors were indeed better than the two lieutenants he had brought with him. With their seamless cooperation, they could perform at eight points even if their abilities were five points.

But now he has another question:

He originally thought that these two men were Qingyang's men, who kidnapped Qian Yu in Shuangxi and took away the account book in order to collect evidence of Xue Zongwu's crime for Qingyang.

But these two people actually came to Xiaotaoshan Villa to assassinate him!

This is strange. What's the use of Qingyang's taking his life?

Reporting Xue Zongwu in court, and then reducing the face and authority of King Yao, is what Qingyang, the old witch, wants to do.

Those who plan the overall situation have considered everything. The conflict between Xue Zongwu and her has not intensified to the point of killing him, so why would she do this?

So, these two are not Qingyang’s subordinates?

In other words, Qingyang didn't steal the account book?

Yes, he always felt that there was something wrong with the Frost Creek incident, but he couldn't explain it. But now he finally thought of it!

If Qingyang wanted to testify against Xue Zongwu in court, in addition to physical evidence, he should also leave important witnesses. Why did he kill Qian Yu?

Just kidnap him!

Qian Yu is an old man that Xue Zongwu has used for many years. As long as he opens his mouth to testify, others will definitely believe him.

so--

The conclusion is obvious, the person who killed Qian Yu and stole the account books has nothing to do with Qingyang!

After figuring this out, Xue Zongwu felt relaxed.

What does it matter if those account books fall into other people's hands? Not to mention a few unclear accounts, even if there were problems with the entire account, he was not afraid of anyone going to report it in front of King Yao - except Qingyang.

There were also magicians among Xue Zongwu's personal guards. Seeing that the thick fog never cleared and the stench was refreshing, he made a magic trick and shouted:

"The wind is coming!"

The Wind Summoning Technique was very easy to use. He squeezed it and a strong wind blew up out of thin air, blowing all the small trees in the garden and shaking their heads.

But the billowing smoke still lingered, and the wind couldn't blow away the stench.

Naturally, they didn't know that Weng Su had a treasure in his hand called a "smoke bag", and the smoke blown out of it could last for fifty breaths in the strong wind.

It has only one drawback, which is that it is more difficult to store inside, and the owner needs to fill it with cigarettes by himself.

In the blink of an eye, the thick smoke had expanded to a radius of ten feet. Others standing outside the smoke could not see what was happening inside.

Xue Zongwu roared, forced the Weng brothers back with two blows, and rushed out with large strides.

If the smoke doesn't clear, he can just leave.

He has legs, so why must he fight to the death in a ball of smoke?

What's more, he also found that there was something wrong with the thick smoke. In addition to the shocking stench, there was also a slight stinging sensation on the exposed skin and eyes.

This smoke is actually corrosive to the skin!

The guards of Xiaotao Villa couldn't bear it anymore and fled from the smoke.

They had no Yuan Power, and even if they had some real power to protect their bodies, the smoke was still very corrosive to their bodies. Two of them covered their eyes with ulcerated hands and ran out. No matter how painful it was, they did not dare to open their mouths, for fear that their tongues would also suffer. .

Xue Zongwu's men finally overcame the urge to vomit and rushed to help. Thick smoke that can obscure ordinary people's vision has little disorienting effect on them.

During this period, the Weng brothers launched their most violent attacks on Xue Zongwu, but they were all blocked by him.

And as time goes by, as the opponent's personal guards join the battle, the gap in this advantage will only widen.

Moreover, Xue Zongwu knew that the best solution was to replace the attack with defense and wait until the bodyguards swarmed up. However, when one against two, he still opened the door and opened the door without any fear.

This kind of confidence and magnanimity can only be tempered by life and death fights on the battlefield.

When the light on his body became stronger, Weng Su knew that there was no chance of winning in this trip, and immediately shouted: "No more fighting, retreat!"