This provocation couldn't be more obvious. Not to mention that the man in black armor took a step across and was right in front of Xue Zongwu. His intention to block the road couldn't be more obvious.
Xue Zongwu paused, looked up to the sky and laughed three times: "No way, come again? Don't you have anyone else to pretend to be?"
These two guys who caused the explosion are pretending to be Emperor Jiuyou.
The third person who appears is still playing like this? Is Jiuyou so popular recently?
The Weng brothers fled behind the black-armored men, and Xue Zongwu naturally classified them as a group.
He is no longer in a hurry, and the time advantage is on his side. The longer it takes, the more reinforcements will come.
"Xue Zongwu, you tortured the people, killed innocent people, and expropriated taxes. Today is your retribution." The black-armored man's sentence was sonorous and powerful, "I'm here to give you a ride."
Xue Zongwu did not leave alone. This was not the ideal situation in He Lingchuan's plan, but it was not satisfactory.
The best opportunity may never come.
What he said was obviously no different from what the two men in black said, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Xue Zongwu didn't find it funny.
Every word this man spoke was gripping - this was not a metaphor, but the deep voice shook people's hearts so much - like the low roar of a lion.
The Weng brothers looked at each other, wondering where this guy came from. He looked better and more imposing than them, and he looked quite similar.
Xue Zongwu sneered: "Who do you think you are, and you are the right one to judge me?"
The man in black armor ignored him, turned around and waved to Weng Xing: "Come here."
Weng Xing looked confused.
"Do you still want your arm?"
Weng Xing moved over without thinking much. Anyway, this person just saved his life.
The white fire on his arm kept burning. He tried his best to retard the flames, but with little success. Fortunately, he still had a magic weapon on him to protect his master. If it had been another person, half of his body would have been burned off and his life would have been lost.
Weng Su winked at his younger brother. They were almost surrounded. How could the situation get worse? Besides, the man in black armor helped them block Xue Zongwu. Now they were friends but not enemies, so how could they shrink back?
After others?
So the Weng brothers both turned back and stood beside the figure in black armor.
As soon as Weng Xing approached, the man in black armor raised his hand and made a slight move——
With a "whoosh", the stubborn white flame on Weng Xing's arm was sucked away without leaving any residue!
The two of them were stunned, what kind of magical power is this?
Those who saw this scene naturally didn't know that this was just a cover-up. What really sucked away the flames was not the black-armored man himself, but the sacred bone necklace in his lapel.
This thing wards off fire.
As soon as the white flames went away, smoke curled up, Weng Xing's arm was covered in blood and flesh, and the burnt aroma hit his nostrils.
The man in black armor threw a pill to him: "Take it and it will remove the fire poison."
As soon as the pill fell into Weng Xing's hands, the man in black armor walked towards Xue Zongwu step by step and said leisurely: "The road to the north is a dead end, you really shouldn't come."
Xue Zongwu pursued the Weng brothers, while He Lingchuan plotted against Xue Zongwu.
The oriole catches the cicada.
He used the Weng brothers to hang Xue Zongwu up and lure him to go north instead of joining the main force in the south. Once the latter went north, they would have fallen into his trap.
The Weng brothers are very powerful, but now there are only seven people left around Xue Zongwu, and his father-in-law Qi Yunsheng is not around either.
Wengsu and Wengxing fought with him. Xue Zongwu used many martial arts skills and used several magical powers to defend himself and save his life. He Lingchuan saw it all.
After a comprehensive assessment, you can now take action.
When Xue Zongwu heard his words, his heart suddenly tightened, remembering the danger he had just sensed, and the indescribable irritability he felt on the way back home.
But he immediately sneered, waved his hand and gave the order to the bodyguard:
"Kill! Leave no one alive."
The enemy is right in front of you. It is useless to think too much. Fighting is the right answer!
Seven people behind him rushed forward.
The voice of the black-armored leader rang in the ears of the Weng brothers again: "Xue Zongwu belongs to me, and the others belong to you."
When the Weng brothers heard this, they felt relieved and subconsciously said "Okay".
There are indeed many people on the opposite side, but for the Weng brothers, the real troublesome one is Xue Zongwu. Just now, the two brothers fought two against one, but they were unable to defeat him. The black-armored leader picked Xue Zongwu away by himself, and Weng dealt with the rest.
Although it was not easy, a big stone suddenly fell from my heart.
If this is the real "Nine Nether Emperor", it shouldn't be a problem to challenge Xue Zongwu alone...right?
He Lingchuan strode towards Xue Zongwu. In the dim light, his figure was covered by smoke-like ghosts. The two guards at the front were actually a little dazzled. They saw a double figure and swung at He Lingchuan's knife.
There is a deviation.
He originally cut off his shoulders and neck, but instead cut off his hair.
Xue Zongwu in the rear frowned. His men were also protected by Yao Guo Yuanli, so blindness and illusion should not be effective against them.
How could these two elites miss their target? Unless the opponent has special martial arts skills.
Taking advantage of the opponent's miss, He Lingchuan raised the tip of the knife slightly, as if the bodyguard himself stretched his neck to come over and eat the clean knife!
In the last second of this bodyguard's life, he only saw the blood-stained blade and felt the refreshing cold air.
The wound was three inches long, neither long nor short, just right enough to be fatal.
Xue Zongwu's pupils shrank suddenly.
Good knife, good knife skills!
Simple and efficient, without any sloppiness or waste of effort. If this person is not the most skilled assassin, he must be a strong man who fought in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood on the battlefield!
He Lingchuan left another guard with the Weng brothers, and without looking back, he collided with Xue Zongwu.
The fact that he handed his back to the Weng brothers so confidently refreshed their spirits. Just as the two of them blocked the guard's backlash, the black-armored leader was already fighting Xue Zongwu head-on.
In just two breaths, the sound of weapons clashing could be heard endlessly. The attacks from both sides were so fast that onlookers could only see sparks flying in the night.
As soon as He Lingchuan got started, he knew that Xue Zongwu's reputation was well-deserved, with sharp hammering skills, neat body movements, and powerful strength.
He dived rapidly from top to bottom, already occupying the position of a fierce tiger descending the mountain, and with an indomitable momentum, the first wave was a violent wave slashing the opening. The opponent would immediately feel the strong wind and waves coming towards him, and even the wind of the sword was shaking.
People suffocate.
Time is precious, and He Lingchuan must make a quick decision.
There are many ways to fight, and he must fight fast tonight.
In this round of intense attacks, not even Mengshan could catch up.
However, Xue Zongwu, who was at a disadvantage, withstood the first round of attacks. He found that he had no advantage in the first encounter, so he immediately turned to the defensive, waiting for opportunities.
This kind of judgment of the situation and grasp of the fighter opportunities can only be developed through repeated battles.
After only a few moves, He Lingchuan understood that it was natural that the Weng brothers could not defeat this person even in the beginning of a sneak attack.