From the moment the fireball appeared to the time it fell, it was done in a moment. Fortunately, the guards around Wei Ji reacted equally quickly, and in an instant, there were huge shields standing in front of him, including above his head.

At the same time, two bleak white swords slashed into the sky, tearing the two fireballs apart and smashing them, turning them into sporadic fires and falling.

However, the truly deadly attack came from underground, and in a radius of ten zhang around Wei Ji, countless sharp spikes protruded densely. It was like a forest of sharp guns that erupted, stabbing all the armor soldiers guarding Wei Ji's body from the bottom to the top. The captain-level armor on their bodies didn't even have the slightest ability to resist.

Wei Ji himself was in the middle of the gun forest. However, on his body, long before the fireball appeared, he had already stepped on a layer of king-level battle armor, and even a magic weapon that he carried with him was triggered, forming a white qi barrier. And under the impact of that gun, this layer of air barrier was pierced as soon as possible, but Wei Ji had this buffer, and he had already flown up in the air and jumped into the air.

It's just that next, the spells blasted out by the other party are still endless, and in mid-air, countless wind blades are generated out of thin air, and one by one they sweep and cut. What was even more terrifying was that these wind blades were also mixed with nine rune heavy arrows, and because of the astonishing speed of the arrows, they brought an extremely piercing arrow roar in mid-air.

Wei Ji's face was already hard to see - these were at least two second-grade divine marksmen, plus a second-grade level magician, but he was especially good at fighting the arts.

And a second-rank worship martial artist who was in charge of guarding him was also staring.

"Lord, I'm afraid that these three people are all the top 20 killers in the Chang'an black market, please withdraw to the mansion quickly!"

This person's strength is not bad, the spear in his hand smashed with stabs, and smashed ten wind blades in a row, and even those rune arrows were picked up and flew three of them, but some of the remaining ones still leaked and bombarded towards Wei Ji.

At this time, Wei Ji also showed his martial arts cultivation as a second-grade to the fullest. A pair of mandarin duck swords waved a white light, so tight that it was impervious to wind and rain, while resisting those wind-bladed arrows that reached the body, and at the same time, with the power of the shock, retreated to the courtyard gate ten zhang away.

He doesn't need to be reminded by others at all, he knows the truth that if he keeps it for a long time, he will lose. The guards around him are still tight, but the strength of these killers is also extremely strong, and there may be a slight accident in the future, and the other party may put him to death.

Including when Wei Ji fought and retreated, and he was not three zhang away from the gate of the courtyard, he was shocked in his mind.

When he instinctively looked back behind him, it was as if he saw a huge, sun-like pupil staring at him, and there seemed to be a magical power in it, making his figure lose the ability to move at this moment. Then a golden-colored ink armor appeared behind him without warning, and a spear in his hand stabbed out a thrust like a flash of light, stabbing four wounds all over his body in an instant.

If it weren't for the white qi barrier around him, which was still working, the extremely powerful gunpower would almost stab his body to the cross.

It was only then that Wei Ji struggled to react from the staring of his huge pupils, trying to dodge the still illusory and swift shadow of the spear on the other side.

But at this time, it was too late, and two volleys of rune heavy arrows pierced the back of his head one after the other, and pierced from the front.

When Wei Ji's corpse and his ink armor fell to the ground, the entire front of the Wei Mansion was as silent as death. Everyone watched this scene in silence, including the white-clothed scribe, who could only escape by luck, although his body was pierced by those stone spikes that rose from the ground, and the whole person was hung in the air, but he did not hit the vital point. This pale face stared at Wei Ji's corpse, thinking that they still underestimated the second son of the Tang State Mansion, this person's style and methods were indeed far more fierce and ruthless than they imagined!

At this time, Zheng Rentai, who was wearing the 'Bright Divine Wings' and was still standing in front of the Wei Mansion, looked at everyone present with cold eyes. After a long time, he grabbed Wei Ji's body, as well as the king-rank battle armor that already belonged to his trophies, and then leisurely jumped up in the air and died in the direction of the south of Ning County.

During the whole process, no one obstructed it, including Wei Ji's second-grade guard.

Everyone knew that with Wei Ji's death, this force attached to his people had collapsed. And Ning County, a border county, is about to enter the era of chaotic warfare, until the overlord is decided again.

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Eight days later, Hao Ying returned to the outside of Tongguan again. At this time, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face couldn't hide his tiredness.

At this time, Xue Rengao, who had been waiting here for many days, was also unusually silent. After so many days of war between the two sides, he already had a general idea of himself and what kind of people he had provoked for his family.

In fact, since January 10**, after Li Shimin arrived in Tongguan, they have not received a decent piece of good news.

-- The caravans under their names were hijacked, their partners were killed, the horse thieves under their command defected, the salt and iron trade with the Eastern and Western Turks was temporarily cut off because of the border army's vigorous efforts, and even the salt officials of Xie County, who provided them with private salt, were actually transferred from their posts.

The young Kaifu, who was not worth anything in his eyes, was less than sixteen years old, and in this short period of time, he showed his skills and influence to the fullest, and inflicted heavy blows on them one after another. That one had already woven a huge iron curtain, and it was hanging down above their Xue Clan's head.

This should also be the bleakest and most embarrassing Shangyuan Festival since the second year of the Great Cause. This was supposed to be a festival to stay at home and worship the gods 'Taiyi' and 'Lamp-burning Buddha' and enjoy the lanterns, but they had to stay in the wilderness and sleep in the open air.

"Look at your appearance, you regret it, don't you?"

Xue Ju squinted at his son: "Before you made a move on the caravan of Qinglong Mountain Villa, you probably didn't expect our opponent to be so difficult and tricky?"

Xue Rengao snorted lightly to show his dissatisfaction, and seemed to disapprove of Xue Ju's remarks and disdain.

It can be known that the son is Mo Ruo's father, Xue Ju knows Xue Rengao's mentality at this time, so instead of being angry, he laughed: "I don't blame you, before the war with that Li Crouching Tiger, even the father didn't know what his quality was." However, the so-called eating a trench and growing wisdom, as a father, I still hope that Rengao can remember this lesson. Otherwise, it's not a good deal. ”

Xue Rengao was silent again, seemingly sneering at Xue Ju's words, and didn't care. But at this time, his eyes flashed with deep thought.

Xue Ju's eyes were slightly relieved, and then he turned to Hao Ming, who had traveled thousands of miles and rushed back to Tongguan from Jincheng this time: "What is the situation in Jincheng? I heard that the little boy in Tongguan is still planning to do something in our house?"

In fact, although he is far away here, the bright and secret agents arranged by the Xue family everywhere will gather the news from all parties in his hands as soon as possible. And their Xue family's old nest, Jincheng, is naturally no exception.

But Xue Ju didn't see it in person after all, and whether it was the messenger talismans such as the 'Spark Thousand Jun Arrows' and the 'Divine Sense Sword Talisman', or the letters carried by those Xun Eagles, Flying Pigeons, etc., the information recorded was actually very limited. Those words didn't allow him to really understand the details of the situation.

And because of the limited ability of those below, many of the things he really wanted to know in the letters were often only a few words, or even vague, which annoyed him.

"That person is indeed preparing for a big move, he sent someone to contact the big horse thief 'Blood Dragon Scroll' of the Zhangye generation, and in addition, he instructed the local Yingyang Mansion to cooperate, intending to give us a ruthless blow. ”

Hao Ying let out a long breath of turbidity, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

"Fortunately, under the command of the 'Blood Tornado', we laid a few shadows and reported the news in time. But even if they took precautions in advance, they still couldn't completely prevent it, and they broke three horse farms in a row and robbed 1,400 war horses. Now the horse thieves under the 'Blood Dragon Scroll', although they were expelled from Jincheng County by the army led by the second prince, they are still lingering in the area of Long Zhichen. There were people over there who cooperated and provided them with food and grass. A cavalry army of 4,500 men was under a lot of pressure. ”

His voice was erratic, almost dreaming, in fact, these days, he also felt like he was dreaming.

It is hard to imagine that the young man in the Tang Guogong Mansion who has just passed the age of the general horn would have such skills. This combination of vertical and horizontal, and even elimination and fighting, forced them into an almost embarrassing situation.

Xue Ju's complexion did not change in any way, he had already learned the details of this news four days ago, so at this time, Xue Ju just said with gratitude: "Fortunately, you went back this time!"

If it weren't for Hao Ying rushing back in time and dealing with it properly, his second son Xue Renyue would just be a hairy child less than eighteen years old, how could he deal with the 'blood tornado' with nearly 5,000 horse thieves under his command?

"Slow thanks, Lord. ”

Hao Ying shook his head: "Before I came, Li Liang's gang had already begun to gather 3,000 troops in Huining, and his intentions were unknown. I think that if there is no battle here for a long time, the king of martial arts is likely to take the opportunity to go south. The subordinates have limited ability and can't cope with it, so they can only ask the Lord to return quickly. ”

"The expected thing, if he doesn't come to take advantage, then it's not Li Rail. ”

Xue Ju laughed: "What other bad news did you bring next, might as well tell it together?"

He knew from looking at Hao Ying's expression that something must have happened that made this confidant strategist feel very tricky.