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Chapter 155: Helpless Zhang Xun

Seeing the tomb robber rushing towards them, Li Changkong and others were instantly frightened to the point of death.

They had seen clearly just now. Even Yang Que, the one-armed swordsman, was briefly forced back by the tomb robber.

Obviously, this is a hidden boss!

How can they handle it?

Even Jia Taisui, who had the highest martial arts skills and was the best among the younger generation, couldn't help but tense up his muscles when he saw this, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

He was feeling the opponent's abyss-like martial arts aura, and at the same time he was calculating in his mind how long he could hold off the opponent if he attacked with all his strength.

If he doesn't hold on until Yang Que comes, he won't even think about going north to conquer Yuan Dynasty in the future. He will die on the spot tonight!

Jia Taisui held the silver halberd in his hand tightly, took a deep breath, and with his inner strength rising, he was ready to stand up and face the opponent.

Who would have thought that that person would arrive first, at an unimaginable speed, and in just a blink of an eye, he would be in front of Jia Taisui.

Zhang Xun wanted to take action, but when he took a quick look, he frowned slightly. Why did these idiots in front of him look so familiar?

hiss!

Isn't this that bastard boy from my family?

The remaining ones are definitely Li Changkong, Jia Taisui and Zhu Ben.

He saw Jia Taisui waving his silver halberd, trying to stop him, but in desperation, he could only hit Jia Taisui with a palm, knocking Jia Taisui away, and then went straight towards Li Changkong and Zhang Han.

At this moment, Li Changkong was almost scared to death. He really didn't expect that catching a tomb robber could be so dangerous.

However, the next moment, the so-called danger in his eyes disappeared.

The tomb robber dressed in black walked straight past him and walked away.

Then, Yang Que chased after him, his figure was like lightning, and in an instant, he burst out at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye, so fast that he was almost an afterimage.

When Li Changkong caught Yang Que's figure again, he had already arrived in front of the tomb robber dressed in black.

Then the broken knife in his hand slashed out with unparalleled momentum.

This sword seemed extremely slow to Li Changkong and others.

But in the eyes of Jia Taisui and Zhang Xun, it was as fast as lightning.

boom!

In an instant, the outcome was decided.

Yang Que stood there with a knife in his hand, his eyes deep and his face solemn.

The tomb robber has long since disappeared.

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Only Zhang Han frowned and muttered. For some reason, he always felt that the back of the tomb robber in black looked very much like his father.

But...how could the majestic Duke come to rob the tomb?

Nonsense! It is indeed nonsense.

Zhang Xun shook his head, getting rid of the ridiculous imagination in his mind.

At this time, Li Zhufeng arrived belatedly. He first walked up to Li Changkong, looked left and right, up and down, and almost took off his clothes to take a look.

After a while, he said, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, that person didn't touch me at all."

"That's good. Where are you nephews? What's the matter?"

"Don't worry, Li Shibo, we are all fine."

Even Jia Taisui shook his head, a little confused in his heart, because he felt that the opponent did not use his full strength in that move just now.

Otherwise, he won't be injured, but he will definitely fly backwards, and it will definitely not just be repelled.

Was the opponent injured by Yang Que? Or did he hold back?

Well, comparing the two, Jia Taisui still prefers the former.

"Lao Yang, how is the situation?"

When Yang Que heard this, he shook his head and said, "I didn't catch him. That man's Qinggong is particularly good. I'm also concerned about Changkong and the others, so I have no intention of chasing him."

"But that man was bent on escaping and had no intention of resisting. He resisted my knife attack and must have been injured."

Hearing this, Li Zhufeng nodded, then looked around and said, "Old brothers, thank you very much for today."

"Although the thief was injured, it was not fatal. I am afraid that he will not die and continue to come."

"So I hope you will come here for a few more days."

"In the past few days, I will prepare a banquet at my house. You and I, brothers, can have a drink together."

"What are you talking about? Since this matter hasn't been resolved, I won't leave."

"But if you say it, you will throw water away. You don't have to have a banquet, but you must have the wine."

"Easy to say, easy to say, I'll have enough drinks!"

In this way, this massive operation to catch the thief ended in failure.

However, Li Zhufeng spent a lot of money, took out dozens of jars of wine that had been treasured for many years, and kept a lot of helpers, preparing to wait for the other party to fall into the trap again.

However, Li Changkong felt that the other party might not come again, especially after seeing such an outstanding armed force in the Li family cemetery.

But if you take precautions for a few more days, you will finally be more careful.

Afterwards, Li Changkong sent Prince Liu Yu and Zhang Han back one by one.

As for Zhu Ben and Jia Taisui, they are very skilled and do not need to be escorted. Just let them run around on their own.

After Zhang Han returned home, the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong, and the more he thought about it, the more outrageous he felt.

How could my father be a tomb robber?

But the figure in the night clothes really looked a lot like my father. It couldn’t even be said that he looked like him, but he was exactly the same!

This made him murmur a bit, is it possible that there are two people with the same body shape in this world?

With Zhang Han's temperament, he couldn't hide anything in his heart. After thinking about it, he decided to go to his father to find out what happened.

However, as soon as he walked outside Zhang Xun's room, Zhang Han heard a man's breathing coming from inside.

That frequency, that voice, even a little vibrato.

Hiss...this is bringing a woman home!

Zhang Han was a little angry. He felt that Zhang Xun was just playing outside. How could he bring him back?

This...even though my mother has been gone for many years, you two lived in that house together!

If it doesn't work, you can just change the room and do that thing, that's fine!

Why do you have to take me back to that room?

However, while he was angry, the doubts in Zhang Han's heart completely dissipated.

With everything like this, how can you still have the energy to rob tombs!

The wooden planks on the stolen bed are almost the same.

Zhang Han shook his head, turned and left.

He felt that it was necessary to find a good family for his father. Otherwise, luckily he was just discovered today. If the servants saw it, the news would spread.

Where can I put the face of Duke Dingguo?

Anyway, Zhang Han couldn't afford to lose this person.

I will discuss it with my brothers tomorrow to see which aunt is missing her husband.

In the house, after seeing Zhang Han finally leaving, Zhang Xun stopped his exaggerated breathing and gradually returned to normal.

He took off his night clothes and saw a scar on his arm that was as deep as the bone.

He couldn't help but secretly nod his head and admired: "After all these years, Swordbreaker still lives up to his reputation."

"I'm afraid this ancestral grave can no longer be moved."

Zhang Xun sighed and stroked his chest.

To be honest, he was quite scared.

Even though he was very skilled in martial arts, he was an older person after all. Especially at the beginning, after he realized that he had been discovered, he almost didn't scare him.

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