The white-robed young general was too young after all, and as soon as he returned to the famous marshal's tent to listen to the order, he didn't know that these little Jiujiu in the Xishu army put his hot face on his cold ass.

He has been bowing for a long time, and his heart has begun to bulge, and he even wishes that Nali Congxiao would break free from the net as soon as possible, so that he could kill the general.

At that time, if you Cao Shuai want me to save you, it depends on my mood and listen to me knock a few shots......

While bowing down to watch the play, he was angry and thinking about what he didn't have, but Cao Zhaozhong didn't think that he didn't exist at all, let alone think that the things he was thinking might become true.

The supreme true vine obtained from the strongest witch Gu master in the mountains of Shu, that calendar can break free from filial piety, unless it is a ghost who can completely wipe out the witch Gu master.

What's more, even if the thief can break free from Fujiman, there are still 10,000 flying swords that are struggling to cut the thief like a storm.

He didn't believe it, just with these, even if he couldn't kill the thief for the time being, couldn't he exhaust the thief's physical cultivation, and actually let the thief survive in a desperate situation?

He did have a backhand, but the situation had come to this point, and there was no need to waste such a rare and expensive arrangement here.

He has overestimated his filial piety as much as possible, and there is no reason to waste it again - in other words, his filial piety is worthy of such a funeral, no matter how high it is, it will inevitably be too exalted to him.

I didn't see it, the filial piety roared the words of the joke, but why couldn't the vines wrap around the head, neck and limbs?

He is just waiting here now, watching the show: look at those flying swords, how long will it take to completely kill this fang.

Cao Zhaozhong felt that he had overestimated Li Congxiao as much as possible, and he also thought that even if Li Congxiao could really break free from the vines and rush out of the sword rain, it would be impossible to defeat so many troops around him.

The legendary sword that breaks through a thousand armors may really exist, but it is impossible for it to be the thief in front of him - his own subordinates are by no means weak enough to be broken by a thousand wastes.

The combat power of this filial piety has been recorded in a very detailed report of the Holy Lord from the battlefield—he is indeed very strong, but there is also an upper limit; In today's battle, his performance is indeed consistent with the intelligence, and there is no discrepancy.

In his eyes, the struggle of "wow, yes" from filial piety seems so futile; He could even clearly see that the strength and cultivation of Li Congxiao were being evaporated by the scorching sun at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a river of sand......

As Li Congxiao let out the last "wow, yah" roar, he easily pulled those vines, making his slightly curled body, and was stretched into a straight line by those vines.

Although he was not torn to pieces by the vines as Cao Zhao expected, he did stop yelling and struggling, and even the ups and downs of his chest were no longer there, as if he had no ...... to breathe, and his body was even more stiff......

"Hahaha!" When Cao Zhaozhong saw this, he finally couldn't help laughing, and then he stopped tapping his hand on the hilt of the sword, and pointed to the white-robed young general who was still bowing freely beside him, and teased, "Uncle Cheng, have you ever seen the fate of the reckless man." ”

The white-robed young general Cheng Shuzhi is not a fool, since he already has a plan in his heart, he naturally won't say anything to Cao Zhaozhong, just smiled and took the opportunity to retreat.

He has made up his mind, even if the sky falls, he will no longer care about Cao Zhaozhong, you are your famous general, I will go by myself.

For such a white-robed young general who is not interested and doesn't understand his routines, Cao Zhaozhong obviously didn't take him in his eyes: what kind of bullshit is easy to get a general, you are not a character like Li Congxiao, you don't have eyesight, you don't know how to kneel and lick this handsome obediently, that handsome is not more than you, and there is no less than you......

He swept the generals behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Wait for the early preparations, and when the thieves are exhausted, they will send troops to the Yan Kingdom, and they will definitely rush before the other soldiers and horses to sweep away that stone Jingcun." ”

"The only one who has made such immortal feats for the Holy Lord is me!"

"No!" The generals behind him, no matter who they were, no matter what they were thinking in their hearts, all agreed in unison.

Cao Zhaozhong smiled proudly, then turned his head and scolded Li Congxiao, who seemed to be out of breath: "You little filial son! This handsome cherishes his talents, so he wants to spare your life. ”

"If you don't think about it, you will eventually kill yourself and die here......"

Before Cao Zhaozhong's voice fell, he found out that something was wrong!

Li Congxiao's originally tense body suddenly began to curl up again, to the shock of everyone present, and they didn't see how hard he tried, the vines that were holding his head, neck and limbs tightened, as if surrendering to him, became weak and weak, and actually moved with the curl of his body.

And the flying sword in the sky no longer had the momentum of the storm just now, and began to slow down the offensive without Cao Zhaozhong's order......

What especially shocked Cao Zhaozhong was that he almost couldn't close his mouth when he was full of filial piety, and his chest began to rise and fall regularly, and even made a "coo-dong-goo-dong" sound that made the audience tremble.

This ......, isn't this guy a person, but a demon?

In front of so many soldiers in Dashu who are accustomed to witchcraft, they want to play a deception of the corpse, or return the soul!

If Cao Zhao is a middle-of-the-roader, he is only frightened and trembling because he is afraid that he is a corpse and a soul; Cheng Shuzhi, who had retracted into the queue of generals and made up his mind to leave Cao Zhaozhong, felt the fear and awe from his soul.

It's just because he found that Li Congxiao, who had regained his heartbeat, and his cultivation that was not very stable and temporarily stationed at the peak of the Nine Realms was condensing into a momentum like the earth's veins transforming into a dragon, rushing towards the peak and breaking through the Nine Realms in one go......

Above the Nine Realms!

Cheng Shuzhi has never seen what it looks like above the Nine Realms, but when his master sent him down the mountain, he made it clear that his fate was to die at the hands of the masters of the Nine Realms.

If you want to change your life against the sky, you must avoid this catastrophe, and then find a way to break through the limit and become a master of breaking through the Nine Realms.

Although his strength has already reached the Nine Realms, but in the whole world, he has never even seen what it is to break through the Nine Realms, how dare he dare to think that he will have such a day.

Yes, he secretly cultivates and only becomes a young general, in order to avoid the possibility of fighting with those peerless masters, so that he can survive to ninety-nine.

He just didn't expect that he would actually meet a Nine Realms peak Li Congxiao here, but fortunately he was not stable yet, and he was about to be ambushed to death by his own army.

Otherwise, why did he come up to pick up the stinky feet of the fool Cao Shuai, wasn't it just to persuade him to get rid of the thieves as soon as possible in order to avoid long nights and dreams......

As a result, this thief actually wants to break through the Nine Realms!

Oh my God, it's all to blame Cao Zhaozhong, the turtle son, for being so big as to sit and watch others break through the Nine Realms, this is to answer the master's words and let himself be buried here today.

(End of chapter)