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

At this moment, even if no one noticed Li Congxiao's situation, no one felt that he was shouting "Come here" in vain with the painted halberd in his hand. It was impossible for him to break through many obstacles and be killed by the entire army. Cao Zhaozhong is protected at all levels and still has trump cards in hand.

Even Cao Zhaozhong himself could feel the trembling from his soul. He felt that he was not facing a person at this moment, but an ancient beast that could take his life at any time.

"Sick!" Cao Zhaozhong obviously lost his calmness and was no longer as cool as before. He waved his right hand randomly and thought of using those flying swords to stop Li Congxiao from launching an attack.

In fact, he also knew that the vines obtained from the witchcraft master in the mountains of Western Shu had been destroyed by the ferocious beasts in front of him. It was impossible to defeat Na Li Congxiao with just these flying swords in the sky.

But he had to use this mighty sword rain to cover up the shock in his heart.

At the same time, he was also making temporary plans to make Li Congxiao believe that he was at the end of his rope and could kill the general and take his life.

In that case, perhaps he could still use his soldiers to cover up and kill him, to find a good opportunity for himself, to release the final backhand, enough to take away the life of the vicious beast Li Congxiao.

However, his previous claim that he overestimated Li Congxiao's strength was completely wrong at this moment - his overestimation, in the eyes of outsiders such as Cheng Shuzhi, was a huge underestimate...

Moreover, he also made a fatal mistake, which was to overestimate and glorify the elites he led.

However, his previous ability to achieve no defeat in his life and travel across Western Shu was due to his own strategic planning and the group of generals behind him, supplemented by endless back-up moves and magic formation rune stones.

But what he calls strategizing depends on who he is fighting against; as for elite generals, it also depends on who he is competing against...

Unfortunately, the elites under his command are still short of the word "elite" compared with Dayan's real elite Wei Bao Army and Fei Que Army.

Just like Li Yi, who is at the pinnacle of the Nine Realms, compared with Dad Xiao, although she is both at the pinnacle, there is still a gap between them - Li Yi can barely touch the sky, while Dad Xiao may be, The sky is only so high...

If Li Congxiao was facing Wei Bao's army at the moment, even if he had broken through the ninth level, he did not dare to say that he would definitely be able to break out of the formation. It was even entirely possible that he would be trapped in the military formation and not be able to get out. This is why Dad Xiao, The reason why he saved Li Tianxia without hesitation in front of his fan brother Li Congyuan and ran away instead of fighting Wei Baojun head-on.

Although Li Congxiao was very nervous, he had been on the battlefield for a long time and had defeated more enemies than he had cut grass. It was basically clear at a glance what kind of army the opponent was.

His previous willingness to improve his strength through torture was based on his understanding of the current situation. He knew that with these chickens and dogs, even if he couldn't defeat him, he would still have a chance to escape.

Therefore, he was determined to be beaten.

At the same time, he can also be sure that Shi Jingcun will never come to support him - that's not because Shi Jingcun is cold-blooded and has a bad relationship with him, but because he is reckless, but he is by no means stupid, and he is definitely worthy of the brothers' trust. .

Otherwise, when he was bombed by Lao Fan in Tianhe Liang and was blown away without a trace, the Taibao brothers would not have pretended that he had not seen him - even if one was blown away, he would become stronger. What should they worry about when the strong man returns?

"Run away!" Li Congxiao opened his mouth wide and showed a ferocious smile. He chuckled at the people in Xishu with great certainty and certainty, and then faced the sword rain and took a firm step towards them, "Otherwise, we all have to die."

Li Congxiao's voice, objectively speaking, was not loud, but when everyone present heard his words and looked at him who easily tore apart the god-level vines with a ferocious expression on his face, they felt like they were seeing someone who could easily kill them. Crush the monster.

Now this monster was coming towards them, braving the rain of swords and shaking the earth.

And those flying swords, whose grades were not low, at least not inferior to their strength, splashed on him like raindrops, unable to leave even the slightest trace on his body. If these elites say that their hearts have not begun to waver, it must be a lie.

The reason why they haven't fled yet is because their military spirit, Cao Zhaozhong, is still there - facing the powerful Li Congxiao, he did not retreat, but instead took two steps forward.

The two steps he took meant that he was closer to danger, but he had to take it - because every step meant that his military morale was available.

As an excellent coach, this is what he must do in order to unite the morale of the army.

Of course, if it is just this, it is obviously not enough. The supervising team standing behind them is also the guarantee of the elite combat power of Xishu.

Except for Wei Bao's army, no army in this Yuange world can achieve more than 40% battle damage without being defeated.

And Cao Zhaozhong relied on this method of supervising the battle to barely maintain the defeat rate of the Xishu elite he personally led at about 30% of the battle damage.

"It's interesting." Li Congxiao smiled grimly, no longer passively being beaten, and began to draw a halberd with his hand, knocking the incoming sword rain into pieces one by one.

The current scene is a bit like Li Congxiao gently turning his big umbrella in a summer rainstorm, splashing all the raindrops in the direction of Cao Zhaozhong.

Cao Zhaozhong certainly knew the power of these sword rains. After taking two steps, he finally stood on the same spot, not daring to make any further progress.

What Li Congxiao calls interesting is that these enemies in front of him are obviously scared to death, and it is written on their faces. It can be said that they collapse in an instant, but they can actually collapse.

In this case, of course he is happy to add some terrifying fun to these cowards.

So, for the first time today, he took the initiative.

Although he is born with divine power like Li Yansi, and is much stronger and taller than the skinny white-faced boy, he is different from Li Yansi in that he is really tough with his fists. The weapon he chooses is a painted halberd, and he can walk Smart way.

Especially now that he has broken through the Ninth Realm, the so-called Dao Jian is because the moves he makes are not like big moves at all. They have no special power, and they don't even have the wind and thunder that ordinary practitioners use.

However, they saw that he only drew the halberd in his hand and gently drew it forward towards the void. Everyone neither saw the shadow of the halberd moving in the wind nor heard any sonic boom. They only saw the hundreds of people closest to the monster. The elite personal guards were all broken into two pieces without any warning in an instant.

Everyone took a breath of cold air, not only glad that the halberd was not swung at them, but also because these tribesmen who died without any reaction were all Cao Zhaozhong's personal guards. It can be said that they were all elites. The elite among them.

At least, there are two to three more elites than them.

But now, he didn't even see the opponent's moves clearly, so he cut him off with two swipes, and became the dead soul under his painted halberd!