In the previous life, he was the favorite of the group, and in this life he saved the common people!

Since Cao Zhaozhong even considered that Li Congxiao had unparalleled supernatural power and was difficult to be pulled by vines and grass, he could also have thought that his strong tendons and thick skin would make it difficult to be cut by flying swords. Therefore, all the flying swords prepared for Li Congxiao were specially designed. Made for cutting, and quantities are in the tens of thousands!

At the moment, these flying swords were not stopping for a moment, making endless cuts on Li Congxiao's copper skin and iron bones. Anyway, his head, neck and limbs were entangled in vines and grass, and he was unable to struggle to resist.

On the one hand, Cao Zhaozhong admired Li Congxiao's invincible appearance, but on the other hand, he felt sorry for him because he was sure of victory: No matter how hard you are, even if thousands of flying swords cannot cut you for the time being, if you can cut you for an hour, you can even cut you. How about one day?

No matter how strong you are, you will eventually turn into powder in my hands today!

At this moment, he no longer persuades Li Congxiao to surrender: the matter has reached this point, and even the backhand has been used. If Li Congxiao pretends to surrender and then highlights the predicament, then his previous efforts will be wasted.

There is no turning back when the bow is fired. Now that things have reached this point, let's kill him. It's a pity, but war is so cruel.

Therefore, he only watched with cold eyes as Li Congxiao was cut by Wan Jian, and sneered with regret at the fact that he was still shouting "Shuang Lai", and then he said to his subordinates behind him: "But there is news, that Shi Jingcun has finally led the troops. where?"

In his heart, he was really looking forward to Shi Jingcun choosing Li Congxiao, so that he could kill two birds with one stone and completely determine his position in the mind of the Holy Lord.

For this reason, he has prepared enough back-ups for Shi Jingcun, and must teach these so-called famous generals of Dayan to know that he, the god general of Great Shu, is truly invincible in Jiuzhou.

Unfortunately, his expectations were ultimately dashed.

A deputy general behind him stood out from the crowd, bowed and saluted: "Commander Cao! News from Xunying, Shi Jingcun's troops have not moved."

Still on hold?

Cao Zhaozhong took a breath of cold air: Is this Shi Jingcun cold-blooded? All of his Taibao brothers were in dire straits, but he actually stood still!

You see, Li Congxiao is about to have his muscles, bones and ligaments cut off, and then die from the "dismemberment by five horses", but Shi Jingcun can actually stand still.

So, what is his plan? To protect yourself, there is still a good way to break the situation!

Li Congxiao, who was stretched tightly by the vine grass and was being cut by ten thousand swords, also took a breath of cold air.

However, he took this breath because he heard what the lieutenant said and knew that his brother was calm as a mountain after all and did not act rashly. He would definitely be able to find an excellent opportunity to break the situation.

Therefore, he had had enough fun and had seen all the trump cards of the so-called famous Xishu general in front of him. It was his turn to fight back!

"Wow!" This time, Li Congxiao stopped shouting "Shuanglai" and began to scream with all his strength.

Oh wow, why are you just singing?

No matter how much Cao Zhaozhong overestimated Li Congxiao's strength, he still couldn't believe that this stupid guy could break free from the vines that tightly bound him despite being cut by Wan Jian.

This is vine grass that is of extraordinary quality at first glance, not some crappy roadside commodity.

The thing that he can use as a back-up is much stronger than the nine-clawed golden dragon array in front of him. In fact, these vines are from the hands of the top witch and Gu immortal master in Western Sichuan. It is because of this Cao Zhaozhong had saved people's lives many times due to various mistakes, so he thought about it a lot before gifting him this gift.

So far, the enemies entangled by this thing, whether they are the peak cultivators of the Nine Realms or the top magical raptors and beasts in the mountains of Western Shu, cannot escape the bad luck of defeat.

A mere Li Congxiao, so what if he is at the pinnacle of the Nine Realms and is born with divine power? Is he more awesome than those dead souls under the vine grass who are also at the peak of the Nine Realms...    So, Cao Zhaozhong, who tried his best to overestimate his opponents and made full preparations for this, after sacrificing Ten Thousand Swords and Sword Rain, has already Completely relax and watch with determination the defeat of Li Congxiao, the number one killer in the Yan Dynasty.

Although lines such as "Shuanglai" are quite touching, Cao Zhaozhong is tired of hearing them. Now when he hears Li Congxiao's words "Wow, yeah," he just feels like listening to fairy music. The ears are temporarily clear.

This silly guy is indeed following Li Tianxia, ​​the leader of the Kingdom of Actors, and even his singing has some charm.

Cao Zhaozhong couldn't help but recall a certain bonfire party. When his holy master was drunk, he sang "The blue-faced Dou Erdun steals the royal horse, the red-faced Guan Gong fights in Changsha" for everyone.

Although they didn't know about Dou Erdun or Guan Yu, they just thought it sounded good and that was it. Afterwards, if they wanted to listen to the Holy Lord's Song again, they would have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Horse and the Moon!

No idiot would really think that the Holy Master's heart-wrenching behavior and his subordinates' true temperament meant that as long as they worked hard, they could do whatever they wanted the Holy Master to do.

Do you know what it means to win over people's hearts and what it means to have fun with the people?

You know, then just shut your mouth and do your own thing!

have no idea? Then you have to keep your mouth shut...

Just when Cao Zhaozhong was immersed in Li Congxiao's "wow-ah-ah" drama, the generals behind him looked a little worried.

One of the young men in white robes boldly stepped forward, bowed, and then reminded softly: "Commander! From what I can see, this man's divine power is unrivaled in all nine states. It is better to kill him as soon as possible to avoid future troubles."

Cao Zhaozhong responded noncommittally and only tapped his sword with his finger, without giving the person who made the suggestion any confidence.

Without Cao Zhaozhong's response, the young general couldn't leave after finishing his words. He had to continue to bow down and wait patiently, but he cursed his mother in his heart: "You son of a bitch!" If you can do it, just say no. If you can't do it, just say no. Why don't you give me a guarantee and hang me here for fun?

He raised his head slightly and found that Cao Zhaozhong's eyes were only on Li Congxiao. He turned his head slightly and glanced at the colleagues behind him, and saw looks of gloating or sympathy in their eyes.

Only then did he realize why no one usually gave Cao Shuai advice. Anyone who dared to ask Cao knew that he was being treated like this... It was only because he had just been transferred here and found out too late...

If I had known this, I would not have stood up and suffered from this birdiness!

Anyway, if that Dayan God of Killing escapes from trouble, I won’t be the first unlucky one...

In the end, he couldn't wait for Cao Zhaozhong's response, and he didn't dare to ignore the coach and go back rashly. He had to stay where he was, listening to Cao Shuai tap the hilt of his sword in response to the Li thief's "Wow, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah", and then watch Li Congxiao in the rain of swords. struggling.

Guawazi! You don’t have to sit in the back row to watch the show, you have to get close to the bad actor and watch him perform...

What the person behind him thought was not within the scope of Cao Zhaozhong's consideration. As for that person's suggestion, he didn't even listen to a word of it.

His illustrious reputation was all earned by himself. How could it be that you, a mere young general, came to offer advice?

If your casual remark is successful, will this achievement be said to be the wise decision of the commander-in-chief, or is it the result of your brilliant strategy at the critical moment?