Chapter 245: "Wow Ya Ya" Singing?
Since Cao Zhaozhong even took into account the incomparable divine power of Li Congxiao and the difficulty of being pulled by the rattan grass, he could naturally think that its muscles were strong and thick, and it was difficult to be cut by the flying sword, so the flying swords prepared for Li Congxiao were all specially made for cutting, and the number was in 10,000!
Right now, these flying swords are non-stop, making endless cuts on the copper skin and iron bones of Li Congxiao, anyway, his head, neck and limbs have been entwined with vines and grass, and he is unable to struggle to resist.
Cao Zhaozhong admired the invincible posture of Li Congxiao, but on the other hand, he felt sorry for him: Let you have copper skin and iron bones, even if ten thousand flying swords can't cut you temporarily, then cut for an hour, or even a day, how will you stay?
No matter how strong you are, today will eventually turn into powder in my hands!
At this moment, he no longer persuaded Li Congxiao to surrender: the matter has come to this point, and even the back hand has been used, if he is surrendered by Li Congxiao, and then highlights the predicament, then he will not give up his efforts.
There is no turning back from the bow, and since things have come to such a point, then kill and kill - although it is a pity, but war is so cruel.
Yes, he only watched Li Congxiao being cut by ten thousand swords with cold eyes, and sneered at the "cool come" that he was still shouting at the moment, and then said to his subordinates behind him: "But there is news, where did Shi Jingcun lead the troops after all?" ”
In his heart, he was looking forward to Shi Jingcun's choice of filial piety, so that he could kill two birds with one stone and completely determine his status in the eyes of the Holy Lord.
For this reason, he has prepared enough backhands for that stone, and he must teach these so-called famous generals of Dayan to know that he, the god of Shu, is truly invincible in Kyushu.
It's a pity that his expectations were disappointed after all.
Behind him, an adjutant general came out in line, bowed and saluted: "Cao Shuai!" According to Xunying News, Shi Jingcun's troops did not move. ”
Didn't move?
Cao Zhaozhong gasped: Is this Shi Jingcun cold-blooded? His Taibao brothers are all in a desperate situation, and he doesn't move!
You see, right now, the muscles and ligaments of Li Congxiao are about to be severed, and then he will die under the "five horses divided into corpses".
So, what exactly is he going to do? To protect yourself, there is still another good way to break the game!
Li Congxiao, who was tensed by the vine grass and was then being cut by ten thousand swords, also gasped.
It's just that he took this breath because he heard what the lieutenant general said, and knew that his brother was as calm as a mountain after all, and he had never acted rashly, and he would definitely be able to find an excellent opportunity to break the game.
Therefore, he has had enough, and he has seen all the hole cards of the so-called famous Xishu generals in front of him, and it is his turn to fight back!
"Wow!" This time, Li Congxiao didn't shout "cool", and he began to scream vigorously.
Wow, why are you singing this opera?
No matter how much Cao Zhaozhong overestimated the strength of Li Congxiao, he couldn't believe that this stupid big man could still break free from the rattan grass that bound him tightly even when he was cut by ten thousand swords.
This is an extraordinary grade of rattan grass at first glance, not some rotten roadside goods.
The things that can be used by him as a backhand are much stronger than the nine-clawed golden dragon array in front of them, and in fact, these vines and grasses are from the hands of the top witch Gu immortal master in Xishu, and it is really because this person has repeatedly saved his life by Cao Zhaozhong's mistakes, and after thinking about it, he gave it away.
So far, the enemies who have been entangled by this object, whether it is the peak cultivators of the Nine Realms, or those superb magical birds of prey and beasts in the mountains of Xishu, have not escaped the bad luck of defeat.
Just a filial piety, even if he is the peak of the Nine Realms and is born with divine power, what about it? Could it be that he is even better than those revenants under the vine grass who are also at the peak of the Nine Realms......
Therefore, Cao Zhaozhong, who overestimated the opponent as much as possible and made sufficient preparations for this, has completely relieved his mind after sacrificing ten thousand swords and sword rain, and must firmly watch the good show of the defeat of Li Congxiao, the first killing god of Dayan.
"Cool come", although it sounds quite feeling, but for Cao Zhaozhong, he is tired of hearing it, and now when he hears Li Congxiao's sentence "Wow, yes", he only feels like hearing Xianle's ears for a while.
This stupid big guy is worthy of being mixed with Li Tianxia, the lord of the Lingren country, and even singing and playing, he has a little bit of charm.
Cao Zhaozhong couldn't help but recall a bonfire party, when his own holy lord drank until he was drunk, he sang "The blue-faced Dou Erdun stole the royal horse, and the red-faced Guan Gong fought Changsha" for everyone.
Although they didn't know what Dou Erdun still had to do, everyone thought it was over if it sounded good, and afterwards, if they wanted to listen to the song of the Holy Lord again, they had to wait until the Year of the Monkey!
No idiot would really think that the Holy Lord's heart and lungs are the true temperament of his subordinates, as long as he does it well, he will do whatever he wants.
Do you know what it means to win people's hearts and enjoy with the people?
If you know, then keep your mouth shut and do your own thing!
I don't know? Then you have to keep your mouth shut......
Just when Cao Zhaozhong was immersed in the drama of Li Congxiao's "wow, yes", the generals behind him looked a little worried.
One of the white-robed young generals stepped forward boldly, bowed, and then reminded softly: "Handsome! Judging from the last general, this person's divine power is the best in Kyushu, so it is better to end him as soon as possible to prevent future troubles. ”
Cao Zhaozhong replied noncommittally, only tapping his sword with his fingers, and did not give the person who made the suggestion a letter.
Without Cao Zhaozhong's response, the young general couldn't finish talking and leaving, so he had to continue to bow his body and wait patiently, but he scolded his mother in his heart: turtle son! If you can do it, if you can't say no, you can give a quasi-letter, hang Lao Tzu here to play?
He raised his head slightly, and found that Cao Zhaozhong's gaze was only on Na Li Congxiao, so he jumped his head slightly, glanced at the colleagues behind him, and saw either schadenfreude or sympathy in their eyes.
Only then did he realize in his heart, why didn't anyone usually make suggestions to Cao Shuai, and he dared to ask for it, he knew that it was this ......treatment, and he only blamed himself for being transferred and knowing too late......
Knowing this, Lao Tzu didn't stand up and suffer from this bird spirit!
Anyway, if that big swallow kills the gods and gets out of trouble, the first one who is unlucky will not be me......
He couldn't wait for Cao Zhaozhong's response, and he didn't dare to ignore the boss and go back rashly, so he had to stay where he was, listening to Cao Shuai tap the hilt of the sword and "Wow yes" with the thief, and then watched Li Congxiao struggle in the rain of swords.
Gua baby! Don't watch the play in the back row, you have to get to the stinky drama partner and watch him put on the score......
What the person behind him thought was not within Cao Zhaozhong's consideration, and as for the person's suggestion, he didn't even listen to half a word.
His prestige is all earned by himself, and it is not your turn to get a little general to come and give advice.
If your casual words come true, then this feat, people say that it is a wise decision of the handsome, or is it that you sacrificed your divine strategy at a critical moment?