"Roar!"

The brawny man roared as soon as he appeared in the smoke, as if to express his joy at coming into this world, and as if he was adjusting to this newfound body.

"What is this?"

Li Cunxiao's originally solemn eyes flickered after seeing this majestic man who had changed from a thin piece of paper to a strong man. Originally, he thought that Zhang Jiao's ability seemed to be limited to some small techniques, but when he saw this strong man who was several laps thicker than Dian Wei appear, Li Cunxiao became worried.

You must know that Zhang Jiao, who was obviously playing tricks in the rain just now, can still conjure up a strong man who looks extraordinarily strong. So, what else can't he do?

"Is it really the heavens that are dead?"

Looking at Zhang Jiao's incredible strength, Li Cunxiao shook his head hard to discard all these superfluous negative thoughts from his mind, and then stared intently at this strong man who was also armored all over his body, trying to find out his weakness and then give a fatal blow.

The strong man looked down at the little man who was sitting on the horse, and a thought in his mind urged him to kill him quickly.

"Roar!"

It seems that this paper general transformed by magic will not be able to speak, and it seems that this paper general likes this domineering roar, and the strong man who is silent and just roars strode towards Li Cunxiao.

And Li Cunxiao, who was here, slowly inserted the horse lance back into the pocket on the left side of the horse, and then pointed to the strong man ten steps away with Bi Yanlao in one hand.

The soldiers on both sides did not dare to step forward and retreated because of the majesty and domineering spirit of the two, as if there was only a strong man and a cavalry general left in this world, and they would decide the final world by duel.

"Roar!"

After a few steps, the strong man smashed down the mace in his hand.

"Hu~"

Although this strong man is obviously much older than himself, Li Cunxiao, who believes in his strength and divine power, does not dodge or dodge, and uses Bi Yan to hold the mace of the strong man. This time the strong man's attack Li Cunxiao caught it, but the good horse under the crotch was a neighing sound, indicating that he couldn't stand the strength of the two.

"Up!"

Li Cunxiao, who made a sudden effort, lifted the mace of this strong man as tall as he sat on a horse. Then he didn't seize this time to attack a few times, but took two steps back, put his horse aside, and jumped off his horse to prepare for a foot battle with this strong man.

If it's not horsepower, it's really unbearable. He really didn't want to get off the horse. First, because this strong man is too much taller than him, it is really difficult to stab himself in the upper body; Second, I'm afraid that the Yellow Turban Army will rush up and capture this aura of war horse. In that case, even if you have innate divine power. Under the accumulation of almost 100,000 Yellow Turban troops, they were definitely exhausted and died in battle.

After a slight glance, he saw that the nearby Yellow Turban Army seemed to be stunned by the earth-shattering sound of the two of them, and Li Cunxiao, who was relieved of his horse, immediately took two steps forward again, ready to compete against this rare opponent.

"Roar!"

It seemed that he was very dissatisfied with being provoked by this little bean in front of him, and the strong man who was repelled by Li Cunxiao for two steps was slightly stunned. It was to rush towards Li Cunxiao, who was standing in front of him.

"Ding Ding ~, Dang Dang~"

It was the earth-shattering sound of gold and iron clash again, and the sound was so loud that the nearest circle of soldiers next to him dropped their weapons to cover their ears and did not dare to put down their hands again.

"The power is the same! Then try the speed~"

Li Cunxiao, who hit him twice, found that his divine power was no longer useful at this moment. Although his strength is slightly higher than that of this strong man, it obviously can't play a role in this rough and thick-skinned strong man, so he can only think about it.

"Ding Ding ~, Dang Dang~"

Although Li Cunxiao is born with divine power, his speed is definitely not slow, and the speed of playing is really turning the strong man around, but the strong man even has armor around his neck. Bi Yan Lao poked it up, and it was just a white spot, without the slightest hint of damage.

"Huh!"

Although Li Cunxiao gave up the strength to pursue speed, but the feeling of the stamp hitting the person at that moment was definitely not good, although this strong man did not feel pain, but the power made him take a few steps back, which is really hot for a strong man who has only one task in his heart is to kill this ant.

"Hah!"

The strong man who exhaled heavily, the strong man who rounded his mace and big stick swept towards Li Cunxiao.

Looking at the strong man's round mace, Li Cunxiao's face twitched tightly, and then he chose to take a step back to dodge his heavy blow. To say that he can also come down at the moment, but seeing himself surrounded by his Yellow Turban Army. There is still no good way to solve the strong man, so he still chooses to keep the body lì.

Li Cunxiao, who took a step back, scanned this strong man up and down with a tight mouth, if he really couldn't find any good way to break him. Then he had to retreat quickly.

"Hey-ha!"

The strong man who had enough strength strode up two steps and then split his head.

Li Cunxiao, who once again struggled to jump to the right in an instant, the instinct of a martial artist made him beat the strong man to the ground with a backsweep. Then he was stunned, and instantly seized the opportunity to hold Bi Yanlao with both hands again and stabbed towards the back of the strong man's heart.

"Humph!"

Although the strong man's armor was not broken as always, he let out the first cry of pain. After hearing this incomprehensible snort, he originally looked at Li Cunxiao, who couldn't even pierce the back armor and was ready to retreat. Suddenly an idea came to mind. It's not that this person doesn't feel pain, but that the pain has just not reached a certain level.

"Huh!"

A kick stomped on the strong man's head, making it difficult for him to get up, Li Cunxiao rounded Bi Yan in his hand and smashed it towards the strong man's head.

"Humph!"

This time the scream was obviously much heavier, and when he saw the useful Li Cunxiao, he immediately turned round again Bi Yanlao smashed it again, and smashed it again and again.

"Yellow Turban Lux, cooperate with the heavenly generals to take down this rebel!"

Seeing that his paper general was actually smashed to the ground, Zhang Jiao, who was stunned behind the altar, immediately yelled angrily at the stunned yellow turban wrestlers around him.

"Kill!"

The Yellow Turban Lux who looked at each other immediately rushed up with a shout, and surrounded Li Cunxiao again. And Li Cunxiao looked at the strong man under him who obviously couldn't be killed in a short period of time, frowned, and then took two steps back, leaped onto his war horse, and slashed again. (To be continued.) )