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 loudly, forced the Weng brothers back twice, 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 outside. No matter how painful it was, they did not dare to open their mouths, for fear that their tongues would also suffer.
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Xue Zongwu's men finally overcame the urge to vomit violently and rushed to help. The thick smoke that could obscure ordinary people's vision had little 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 clearly 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 wide and closed the door without any fear.
This confidence and magnanimity can only be tempered by life-and-death battles 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!"
Chapter completed!