Chapter 1383 The Idea Is Difficult

The deafening explosion also covered up another kind of 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 they definitely had the effect of one plus one being 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 and abdomen.

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 looks exactly like 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 immediately got 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 room full of smelly fish and rotten shrimps that have been roasted by the scorching sun 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 this smoke is similar to that of He Lingchuan's fragrant dumplings. The difference is that the main components of the green smoke are the saliva and gastric juice of the northern giant lizard. Both liquids have irritating odors. The gastric juice of the northern giant lizard evaporates and 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 and adjusted his internal breath to fight. He held his breath first when he encountered danger. This was a habit he developed when he practiced in Qingni Mountain in his early years. I don't know how many times it has saved him over the years.

Thick smoke began to fill the whole place, and the visibility around was getting lower and lower. The three of them fought fast, and the guards three feet away could not see clearly. They only saw one or two sparks occasionally appearing in front of them, representing the clash of weapons between the two sides.

Xue Zongwu was more and more surprised as he fought. These two imposters were indeed quite capable, better than the two lieutenants he brought with him. With their perfect cooperation, they could play out eight out of five skills.

But he now had another question:

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

But these two actually came to Xiaotao Villa to assassinate him!

This was strange. What was the point of Qingyang taking his life?

Reporting Xue Zongwu in court, and then reducing the face and authority of King Yao, was the real job of Qingyang, the old witch.

Those who planned the overall situation would consider the overall situation. The conflict between Xue Zongwu and her had not yet intensified to the point of killing her, so why did she do this?

Then, these two were not Qingyang's men?

In other words, the account book was not taken away by Qingyang?

Yes, he always felt that something was wrong with the Shuangxi incident, but he couldn't put his finger on it. But now he finally figured it out!

If Qingyang wanted to testify against Xue Zongwu in court, he should have left important witnesses in addition to physical evidence. 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 it.

So--

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

After thinking this through, Xue Zongwu felt relieved.

What's the big deal if those account books fall into someone else's hands? Not to mention a few unclear accounts, even if the entire account book has problems, he is not afraid of anyone to report to King Yao-except Qingyang.

There are also magicians among Xue Zongwu's personal guards. Seeing that the thick fog never dissipated and the stench was permeating the heart, he pinched a magic formula and shouted:

"Wind!"

The wind summoning formula is very useful. As soon as he pinched the formula, a strong wind came out of thin air, blowing all the small trees in the garden to shake their heads.

But the billowing smoke still did not dissipate, and the stench could not be blown away by the wind.

They naturally didn't know that Weng Su had a treasure called "pipe", which could blow out smoke for fifty breaths in a strong wind.

It only had one drawback, which was that it was difficult to store it inside, and the owner had to fill it with smoke himself.

In a blink of an eye, the thick smoke had spread 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 to retreat, and rushed out himself.

If the smoke couldn't be blown away, he would just leave.

He had legs, why did he have to fight to the death with the other party in the smoke?

Moreover, he also found that the thick smoke was not right. In addition to the amazing stench, the exposed skin and eyes also had a slight stinging feeling.

This smoke actually has a corrosive effect on the skin!

The guards of Xiaotao Villa couldn't help it and fled from the range of the smoke.

They had no Yuanli, and even if they had a little Zhenli to protect their bodies, the smoke was still very corrosive to their bodies. Two people ran out with their festering hands covering their eyes. No matter how painful it was, they dared not open their mouths, for fear that their tongues would also be damaged.

Xue Zongwu's men finally overcame the urge to vomit a few times and ran to support them. The thick smoke that could obscure the vision of ordinary people did not have much confusing effect on them.

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

As time went on, as the opponent's guards joined the battle, the gap in this advantage would only widen.

And Xue Zongwu knew that it was the best solution to defend instead of attack and delay until the guards rushed forward, but when he was one against two, he still opened and closed his mouth without fear.

This confidence and demeanor can only be tempered by life and death fights on the battlefield.

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