The Mythical Version of the Three Kingdoms: The Evil God Arrives

Chapter 425 Sun Ce: How come my past life was turned into a slide show?

Sneak attack
Sun Ce, who was facing siege from several opponents, felt a danger coming towards him. Having no choice, he suddenly increased the output power of his monarch talent.

Then he swung a slash of golden light at the besieged enemies, knocking them all away so that he could free his hands to deal with the danger coming towards him.

"Dang!" Sun Ce swung his sword backhand to block the tip of the knife that was stabbing at him from behind. When he saw the face of the person who attacked him, shock filled Sun Ce's heart. The person who attacked him from behind was Yang Ji, who was supposed to be at the command center.

If it was just a matter of Yang Ji ambushing him, Sun Ce would not be shocked. After all, they were on two different sides and were at war, and they were on the battlefield.

As long as his side could win, Sun Ce would think it was justified to use even more extreme means, let alone sneak attacks.

Of course, whether to accept this method is other people's business. After all, it was not Sun Ce himself who was attacked and assassinated. For example, whether Sun Ce was willing to accept Yang Ji's sneak attack, but Yang Ji had no objection to this.

"I didn't expect someone like you would use sneak attack tricks." After seeing clearly that the person in front of him was Yang Ji, Sun Ce's heart sank again. He didn't even notice how Yang Ji appeared behind him. This was a very important thing, not to mention that Yang Ji came with murderous intentions.

"If you are given the same opportunity on the battlefield, I believe you will also choose to use this trick." Yang Ji said indifferently. Who would care about what means are used on the battlefield? As long as the means can kill the enemy, it is a good means.

Sun Ce did not say anything, because he himself was not sure whether he would choose to launch a sneak attack if he encountered such an opportunity on the battlefield. He would most likely do so, because on the battlefield, they were not only risking their own lives, but also the lives of their comrades.

Sun Ce suddenly shot a golden blade towards Yang Ji. Since Yang Ji took the initiative to appear in front of him, don't blame him for being weak.jpg——

But Yang Ji was destined to disappoint Sun Ce. Yang Ji seemed to lightly knock his knife against Sun Ce's sword light, and then Sun Ce's sword slipped out of his hand.

Sun Ce was stunned for a moment, then suddenly fell to the side, avoiding the flash of sword that Yang Ji pulled from right to left. While rolling on the ground to avoid Yang Ji's blade, Sun Ce seized the opportunity to pick up a ring-handled sword dropped by someone else.

Sun Ce, who stood up again, looked at Yang Ji in embarrassment. He couldn't understand how this guy Yang Ji managed to knock his sword away. He, Sun Ce, was a real martial artist who could use internal energy to leave his body!

"Could it be that you are a guy who has practiced internal energy leaving the body?" Sun Ce looked at Yang Ji with a gloomy face. This was the only possibility he could think of. Otherwise, under the cloud, ordinary internal energy leaving the body or practicing Qi into Gang might break his sword.

"Guess." Yang Ji did not give Sun Ce a chance to organize his thoughts, and sent out another ray of sword light. However, this ray of sword light was completely different from the air shock wave just now. It was a ray of sword light that Yang Ji shot out using his divine will.

After seeing the sword light, Sun Ce felt a fatal danger coming towards him. At this dangerous moment, Sun Ce forcibly increased the output power of his own internal energy, and injected a large amount of internal energy into the ring-handled sword he picked up casually. Then he also drew out a sword light flashing with golden glow, which collided with the sword light shot by Yang Ji and scattered countless light spots.

"Swish!" A line of blood shot out from Sun Ce's body, and Yang Ji slowly put away his knife behind Sun Ce.

"Nail!" Sun Ce watched as one-third of the knife tip fell to the ground, then slowly turned around and looked at Yang Ji who was standing with his sword in hand.

"This is the first time I've seen a divine cultivator draw his sword and slash. It is truly extraordinary." After saying that, Sun Ce closed his eyes and slowly fell down. Past memories flooded into his mind like slides.

“This sword intent of cutting through anything is something I learned from Master Guan. Drawing the sword to cut is just a standard action to release the stored will. It does not have any power in itself.” Yang Ji said as he looked at Sun Ce who was slowly falling. He knew that Sun Ce could still receive information from the outside world.

[Guan Yu? I wish I could experience it myself.] Sun Ce thought so while immersed in the slides. At the same time, he also realized that Yang Ji's internal energy was not just an ordinary one. He probably had a perfect spiritual cultivation internal energy. Only a spiritual cultivation of this level could have this level of instantaneous burst.

It couldn't possibly be that he was at the peak of his internal energy leaving his body. There were only a few people in the world who had reached the peak of their internal energy leaving their body. How unlucky would he be if he happened to meet one? And he was a divine cultivator who had reached the peak of his internal energy leaving his body. How unlucky would that be! ?

At the same time, the moment Sun Ce fell, Zhou Yu, who was playing the piano, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, then fell on the strings, even breaking several of them.

Li Yan and Zhou Tai, who had been resisting stubbornly before, were also seriously injured and were completely captured by Chen Dao and five or six middle and low-level officers and fell into a coma.

After Sun Ce and Zhou Yu fell, the resistance will of the Sun Wu army fell to the lowest point. After all, the will of the Jiangdong army was originally pulled up by these two people. After these two people fell, there was no one to support them, so it was not surprising that it fell to the freezing point.

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Cheng Yu deliberately carried Zhou Yu, whose vitality was weak and looked as if he would reminisce the past with Sun Ce in the next second, and put him together with Sun Ce who was lying on the ground. He was waiting for Zhou Yu to catch up with Sun Ce, and then, at Yang Ji's order, he gave the two of them a proper burial.

"Is this guy Sun Bofu finished?" Cao Cao stared blankly at Sun Ce, who was lying on the ground without any breath of life, and touched his neck unconsciously. It was Yang Ji who put the knife on his neck and asked him if he was willing to surrender.

For some unknown reason, Yang Ji did not save Sun Ce's life on the battlefield like he did to Sun Ce.

Because Chen Dao, Cao Ren and Le Jin went to gather the remaining troops, there were only Cao Cao, Cheng Yu, Chen Qun, and Yang Ji who was busy with something unknown.

Because Yang Ji didn't know what he was doing, Chen Qun and Cheng Yu looked at each other and confirmed that it seemed that only the two of them could answer Cao Cao's question.

"If Lord Cao is worried, I can use mystical techniques to check Sun Bofu's condition and see if he is faking his death." Cheng Yu stepped forward and said, the light of mystical techniques flashing on his hands.

Seeing Cao Cao didn't say anything, Cheng Yu shrugged his shoulders, stepped forward and pressed the light in his hand into Sun Ce's body. After waiting for a while, Cheng Yu took back the light. "Lord Cao, Sun Bofu's condition has been completely confirmed." Cheng Yu said calmly. It's just a prince who died. What's the big deal? Although this is the first prince to die since Dong Zhuo, and he is a big prince.

After hearing Cheng Yu's confirmation, Cao Cao couldn't help but look at Yang Ji who was doing something on the side. He was wondering whether he should thank Yang Ji for not killing him.

"Are you wondering why I stabbed Sun Bofu now?" After checking that a certain strategic secret technique was running properly, Yang Ji breathed a sigh of relief, and then found Cao Cao looking at him blankly.

Not to mention Cao Cao, the person involved, was curious, even Chen Qun and Cheng Yu, who were watching Yang Ji put the knife on Cao Cao's neck, were curious about why Yang Ji would stab Sun Ce in this situation. After all, Yang Ji had already grasped the situation on the battlefield. Sun Ce's defeat was just a matter of a blink of an eye.

Moreover, according to Chen Xi, it should be necessary to preserve the elites of the Han Dynasty as much as possible for future developments.

In their opinion, although Sun Ce's martial power is not among the top ones, the fact that he is a martial artist at the level of internal energy leaving the body is enough to be included in the ranks of the empire's elite, not to mention that Sun Ce also possesses a rare talent that combines legion talent and monarch talent.

"It seems that you all are very curious about this matter." Yang Ji looked around and found that several people here were quite curious about this matter.

"Okay, I'll tell you why we didn't perform a craniotomy on Boss Cao." Since Cao Cao and the others want to know this so much, it won't hurt to tell them.

However, before Yang Ji opened his mouth to talk about what happened, Cao Cao's expression changed slightly. After all, Yang Ji mentioned the craniotomy. He still remembered that when he had a headache, Chen Xi and Yang Ji both suggested that he go to Hua Tuo for a craniotomy.

Craniotomy, that's a fucking craniotomy! Make a hole in the head, open the skull, can this person still be alive! ?

In short, Cao Cao felt that his headache could be treated with medication and could be delayed until the day he died of old age. Anyway, he would not accept that kind of craniotomy! Even if he jumped from here, he would not undergo a craniotomy!

"At that time, I didn't do that to Boss Cao because I wasn't sure I could bring him back from death. Now that I am sure I can do it, of course I have to find an unlucky guy to try it." Yang Ji didn't notice the change in Cao Cao's expression, he just said lightly.

"..." Cao Cao, Chen Qun, and Cheng Yu looked at Yang Ji with dull and numb faces. You brought the dead back to life. Could you be the relative of the Lord of Mount Tai?

"Anyway, this is what happened." Yang Ji looked at the soldiers who had climbed up from the battlefield and were looking at their surroundings with confusion on their faces.

They should have been included in the death list, but now they have crawled out of the world of the dead and returned to the world of the living.

Looking at the soldiers crawling up like ghosts, Cao Cao, Chen Qun and Cheng Yu's numb and dull minds were filled with horror. If Yang Ji had not been beside them, they would definitely have screamed.

"Ah!!!--" A high-pitched soprano voice came from the medical camp not far away, followed by soprano voices one after another, attracting the attention of the soldiers who had just climbed up and were still a little confused.

"General, the dead have resurrected!" Chen Dao's voice came later than those field nurses in the medical camp. He probably saw the soldiers who were confirmed dead crawling up.

"Resurrecting from the dead? That's a pretty vivid description." Yang Ji didn't care about the ambiguity in Chen Dao's words, but felt that Chen Dao's description was quite accurate.

"General...General...General, those people..." Chen Dao ran to Yang Ji very nervously, with a look of excitement and fear on his face. Cao Ren and Le Jin, who were retreating from the battlefield not far away, also looked at the soldiers who had pretended to be dead with panic on their faces.

"Okay, I did it. Tell everyone quickly, don't let the surviving soldiers knock down the comrades who have come back to life." Yang Ji patted Chen Dao on the shoulder and said.

"Yes!" Chen Dao immediately turned around to convey Yang Ji's order. The only expression on his face was excitement; the tension and fear were completely gone.

"How did you do such a thing?" Cao Cao looked at Sun Ce, who had not yet finished his resurrection, and asked Yang Ji with a complicated expression. Is it really possible for humans to bring the dead back to life?

Before Yang Ji could answer, Cheng Yu stared at Sun Ce lying on the ground with burning eyes and said, "Is it the military spirit's resistance to death?"

"No, the military soul is just resisting death, not making the dead come back to life." Yang Ji still prefers the word "resurrection", "I just distorted and denied their death state.

The injuries they had sustained before are still there, but they are no longer fatal. As long as they find a doctor in time to treat their injuries, they can basically survive. This is why I went to the medical school a few days ago and asked Dr. Hua to come and take charge."

"As for refreshing the status directly after resurrection, I can't do it for now." Yang Ji himself can only do this much now.

Cao Cao, Chen Qun and Cheng Yu, who were staring at Sun Ce's body, wanting to see when he would come back to life, now didn't know what to say. The fact that his will distorted reality and denied the state of death was already numb enough, and yet you said that you could also refresh the state directly after resurrection.

When did the world become so topsy-turvy, or did the world leave them alone when it was sublimating and transforming?
"Then why didn't you use this method before?" Cao Cao looked up and stared at Yang Ji and asked. Cao Cao's question made Chen Qun and Cheng Yu also raise their heads and look at Yang Ji, wanting to see what Yang Ji had to say.

"Because it can't be done." Yang Ji said softly. Although Yang Ji had already had an idea about this secret technique before this decisive battle, Yang Ji was alone, unlike the Kushan Secret Technique Room, which had a large group of people studying it.

All Yang Ji could do was to rely on his existing knowledge and try his best to restore the capabilities of Gao Lan's super heavy infantry in his impression, as well as the strategic-level secret techniques displayed by the Kushans on the Nordic battlefield.

(End of this chapter)