Zhang Shao smiled.

When the last commander was easily pressed to the ground and rubbed by Wang Yao, as their master, Zhang Shao was not angry but laughed.

This abnormal behavior made Wang Yao understand for the first time that reality is different, and not every villain will open his mouth in anger after being deflated.

For example, Zhang Shao is a good example.

This seemingly stubborn anointed son, although he did not inherit the bravery of his father Zhang Fei, but he has a bit of Zhang Fei's courage.

But Wang Yao always felt that Zhang Shao's smile was quite meaningful, and when he was in doubt, there was a sudden cry behind him.

"Behind Ah Yao!"

Wang Yao didn't even have time to react, and his mouth and nose were suddenly covered by a big hand.

An enemy attacked him from behind!

As soon as Wang Yao realized this, the huge force made his head instinctively tilt back, and then a chill hit his throat.

"Die!!" A low and frantic voice came, and in the next second, Wang Yao only felt a shock and numbness in his neck.

He had his throat cut?!

Out of the instinct of fear, Wang Yao's consciousness moved slightly, and he instantly activated the "flash".

This is the first time Wang Yao has used the summoner's skill "flash", at the critical moment, Wang Yao did not carefully experience the feeling, only felt that the shackled mouth and nose suddenly loosened, and then his whole person fell into the empty space designated by his consciousness.

As soon as he landed, Wang Yao touched his neck in a little panic, and a faint moistness and tingling sensation told him that it was just a layer of skin that had been cut, just like being cut by the leaves of miscanthus grass.

Turning his head, it turned out that the first commander had already recovered his strength, because this commander was only pinched by Wang Yao for a while and then thrown away, so he didn't suffer too much actual damage, and naturally recovered faster.

Probably frightened by the strange scene, the centurion seemed to be a little unable to slow down, and froze in place like a wooden man.

And it was this commander of a thousand people, taking advantage of Wang Yao's distraction, to suddenly sneak attack from behind, and even planned to cut his throat!

Looking at the dagger in the commander's hand, the anger like a volcanic eruption suddenly erupted from Wang Yao's chest!

Mao Mao said that you can't use weapons in a fight between creeps outside the canyon, he not only uses weapons, but also sneaks attack, which is very insidious and hateful!

Thinking of this, Wang Yao suddenly turned around and rushed over, grabbed the right hand of the commander holding the dagger with his left hand, and slashed it down with a hard blow of the knife with his right hand.

"Click"! With a crisp sound like breaking a plastic pipe, the commander's arm bent down at a strange angle, and with a ding, the dagger fell to the ground, and the commander held the broken arm and knelt at Wang Yao's feet, howling like a pig.

Looking at the commander who was screaming in pain, Wang Yao did not have the slightest pity, and his expression was unprecedentedly gloomy.

It was really thrilling just now, it was nothing when I first cut my throat, but now the more I think about Wang Yao, the more scared I become!

If it weren't for the fact that he had two pieces of equipment on his body, if he hadn't had a "flash", this knife would have been enough to make him hate it!!

Thinking of the corpses of countless dead soldiers in the canyon, Wang Yao broke out in a cold sweat, if it weren't for the high defense value, he would have died in the hands of such a shameless and incompetent person!

Wang Yao couldn't imagine what would happen if he died here suddenly, he didn't die in the canyon, but died in such a place, what would people who knew him think? What should Luna, who is even having a high fever, do?!

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Wang Yao didn't say a word, and directly kicked the head of the thousand-commander, and the huge force made him roll and fly out a few meters away.

But Wang Yao was still angry, walked up, grabbed the commander who was already unconscious, and suddenly slammed into a rock on the ground!

Bang bang bang!

The muffled sound of the seeping people was endless, and in just three seconds, the bridge of the thousand-legged commander's nose was smashed down, his face was also smashed, and the terrifying blood flowed all over his face, and it also splashed on Wang Yao's gloomy face.

"Stop Ah Yao, if he continues like this, he will die!" Mao Mao rushed over and grabbed Wang Yao in horror.

Brawls are not uncommon among the legions, but if they kill someone, the meaning is completely different! Especially since the subject is still a thousand-mile.

Looking at the face of the dying commander who was already bloody and dying in his hand, Wang Yao let go of his hand angrily and threw down the bloody man like a rotten tomato.

He has completely lost patience with this farce!

"Let me ask again, can my comrades-in-arms still take office?" Wang Yao asked coldly.

At this time, Wang Yao's fair face was stained with a little shocking blood, but with his gloomy and hideous expression, it was as terrifying as a real demon.

"That was just now...... You...... Do you know how ...... skills? Zhang Shao's masculine face finally showed a hint of fear.

Zhang Shao saw the strange scene in his eyes, and in the face of the sudden attack, Wang Yao, who should have been killed, not only was not his throat cut, but even suddenly disappeared to get rid of the shackles of the commander!

A strange body like this that suddenly disappeared and suddenly appeared, Zhang Shao had only seen it in the body of that military master!

What are you kidding, just a small soldier, can you actually know the skills of those heroes?!

Zhang Shao was completely stupid.

And for this shrill voice, Wang Yao had reached the point of almost nausea, and immediately shouted violently: "Can you take office!" ”

This loud shout made Zhang Shao startled, and his face turned pale instantly.

But even though his feet had obviously begun to tremble, Zhang Shao still didn't want to retreat!

"Why should you be the commander of the Lower Road Legion as the commander of the lower road army? He was just a small soldier in the top soldiers, and he wasn't even a military commander, why?! Let me tell you, I am the second son of the hero Zhang Fei, if you dare to touch a single hair of my hair, you will definitely die without a place to be buried! ”

Wang Yao stopped.

"Ah Yao, don't be impulsive!" Mao Mao also hurriedly grabbed Wang Yao's arm.

Seeing that Wang Yao didn't dare to step forward again, Zhang Shao felt proud for a while, and then sneered viciously: "Don't think that you can do anything if you defeat those five wastes, there is a kind of you who will kill Young Master Ben today, otherwise don't be delusional about anything on the next road, let Young Master Ben go back to the road!" ”

"Oh, really?"

Looking coldly at the fearless and domineering Zhang Shao, Wang Yao smiled.

Some people, who are used to being pampered, don't know the sky at all, and for this type of "my dad is Li Gang" type of person, the best response is to slap him in the face!

Looking left and right, Wang Yao put his eyes on the waist behind him.

Choke!

With a sonorous sound, Wang Yao pulled out the saber on Mao Mao's waist, completely ignoring Mao Mao's obstruction, Wang Yao carried the bright and dangling long knife, and walked towards Zhang Shao step by step.

"You, what do you want to do?!" Feeling the killing intent on Wang Yao's body, Zhang Shao's face changed suddenly.

Wang Yao didn't speak, just approached Zhang Shao step by step with a long knife with an expressionless face.

"Stand...... Hold it! Don't you understand, kid! My father is Zhang Fei, the supreme commander of the Lower Road Army! You ......" Zhang Shao's face was extremely ugly, and in the end, he didn't even dare to speak, because Wang Yao was already close at hand.

Wang Yao slowly raised the long knife, the sharp blade flashed with a cold cold glow in the sun, and the tip of the knife pointed directly at Zhang Shao's throat, making the latter too frightened to speak.

"Stop!"

At this moment, a low shout suddenly sounded, and at the same time, a calloused palm reached over and pressed the back of Wang Yao's hand holding the hilt.

I overestimate the speed and inspiration of my codewords, and underestimate the heaviness of the work, and the plan can never catch up with the changes, I always feel like a light bulb plugged in the socket, and it will not stop until it burns out.

In short, I smiled awkwardly but politely; I accidentally wrote 4,000 words, and I sent a chapter first, and I revised the rest of it, and sent another chapter at about 12 o'clock.

(End of chapter)