At this moment, even if everyone didn't find the breakthrough of Li Congxiao, no one felt that he, holding the halberd in his hand, was shouting "cool" in the air, and it was impossible to break through the obstacles and kill Cao Zhaozhong, who was protected by the whole army at all levels and had hole cards in his hand.

Even Cao Zhaozhong himself could feel the tremor from his soul, and he felt that he was not facing a person at this moment, but an ancient beast that could take his life at any time.

"Hurry!" Cao Zhaozhong obviously lost his calm, and he was no longer as chic as before, he waved his right hand indiscriminately, and thought about using those flying swords to stop Li Congxiao from making trouble.

In fact, he also knew that the vines obtained from the Witch Gu Master of the Great Mountain of Xishu had been destroyed by the fierce beasts in front of him, and with these flying swords in the sky alone, it was extremely difficult to defeat that Li Congxiao.

But he had to use this huge rain of swords to cover the vibration in his heart.

At the same time, he is also designing in the game, the purpose is to make Li Congxiao believe that he is already poor in donkey skills, and he can kill the general and take his life.

In that way, maybe he can also use his soldiers to cover up and kill, to find a good opportunity for himself, to release the final hand, enough to take the life of the fierce beast of Li Congxiao.

It's just that he used to overestimate the strength of Li Congxiao as much as possible, and at this moment, he was all wrong-his overestimation, in the eyes of outsiders such as Cheng Shuzhi, is greatly underestimated......

Moreover, he also made a fatal mistake, that is, overestimating the elites he led was over-glorified.

Yes, he was able to achieve undefeated results in his life before, crisscrossing Xishu, relying on his own strategy, as well as the group of generals behind him, supplemented by endless backhands and magic array runes.

But his so-called strategizing depends on who he fights with; As for the elite soldiers, it also depends on who they are compared with......

Unfortunately, the elite under his command is still inferior to the word "elite" compared to Dayan's real elite Wei Bao Army and Flying Sparrow Army.

Just like Li Yi, the peak of the Nine Realms, compared with Dad Xiao, although she is both at the peak, there is still a gap between the two peaks - Li Yi can barely touch the sky, and Dad Xiao may be, the sky is only so high......

If Li Congxiao is facing Wei Baojun at the moment, even if he has broken through the Nine Realms, he does not dare to say that he will definitely be able to break through the formation, and it is even entirely possible that he will fall into the army and not get out, which is why Xiao's father, in front of his fan brother Li Congyuan, did not hesitate to save Li Tianxia and ran away, instead of fighting Wei Baojun head-on.

Although Li Congxiao has a lot of nerves, after all, he has been on the battlefield for a long time, and he has defeated more enemies than he has cut grass, and it is basically clear what kind of troops the other party is.

Previously, he was willing to improve his strength by being abused, which was based on his understanding of the current situation, knowing that with these chickens and dogs, even if he couldn't beat him, he would have a chance to escape.

That's why he was sure to be beaten.

At the same time, he can also be sure that Shi Jingcun will never come to him to answer him all the way - it is not because Shi Jingcun is cold-blooded and has a bad relationship with him, but because he is reckless, but he is by no means stupid, and he is definitely worthy of the trust of his brothers.

Otherwise, when he was in Tianheliang, he was bombed by Lao Fan, and he was blown away without a trace, and the Taibao brothers would not have regarded it as not seeing it - a macho man who would become stronger and return even if he was blown up, what was there to worry about?

"Run!" Li Congxiao grinned widely, showed a hideous smile, chuckled at the people of Xishu with great certainty and certainty, and then faced the sword rain and took a firm step towards them, "Otherwise, you will all die." ”

Li Congxiao's voice, objectively speaking, was not big, but everyone present, hearing his words, and then looking at him who easily tore apart god-level vines and had a hideous face, it was like seeing a monster that could easily crush them.

Now this monster is braving the rain of swords, and the earth is shaking like a mountain.

And those flying swords that were not of low grade, at least not inferior to their strength, were splashing on him like raindrops, and even the slightest trace could not be left on him.

These elites, if their hearts have not yet begun to waver, must be fake.

The reason why they haven't flown yet is because their military soul Cao Zhaozhong is still there—he didn't retreat in the face of the powerful Li Congxiao, but took two steps forward.

The two steps he took meant that he was closer to danger, but he had to take one step - because every step meant that the military spirit was available.

As a good manager, this is what he must do in order to unite the morale of the army.

Of course, if this is just the case, it is obviously not enough, and the supervising team standing behind them is also the guarantee of the elite combat power of this Xishu army.

Except for the Wei Bao Army, in this garden song world, there is no army that can achieve more than forty percent of the battle losses and not be defeated.

And Cao Zhaozhong, relying on this method of supervising the war, led the elite of Xishu himself, and its defeat rate was barely maintained at about 30% of the battle losses.

"It's kind of interesting." Li Congxiao smiled, no longer passively beaten, and began to draw halberds in his hands, knocking the sword rain that came into his hands into pieces.

The current scene is a bit like Li Congxiao gently turning the big umbrella in the summer rainstorm, splashing all those raindrops in the direction of Cao Zhaozhong.

Cao Zhaozhong knew the power of these sword rains, and after he took two steps, he finally stood in place, not daring to advance an inch.

The so-called interesting thing about Li Congxiao is that these enemies in front of him are obviously scared to death, and they are written on their faces, and it can be said that they collapsed in a few moments, but they can actually collapse.

That being the case, of course, he was willing to add some terrifying amusement to these cowards.

So, he started the first time today, taking the initiative.

Although he is the same as Li Yansi, he is born with divine power, and he looks much thicker and burly than the thin little white face, but he is really reckless with his fists from Li Yansi, and the weapon he chooses is a halberd, and he takes a dexterous path.

Especially now that he has broken through the Nine Realms, the so-called Great Dao is simple, it is a move made by him, it is not like a big move at all, there is no special power, and there is not even the wind and thunder that ordinary cultivators can provoke.

But seeing that he only drew the halberd in his hand and gently swiped it towards the void, everyone did not see the wind move with the shadow of the halberd, nor did they hear any sonic boom breaking the sky, and they saw the hundred or so elite guards closest to this monster, and in an instant, they all broke into two without warning.

Everyone gasped, not only because they were glad that this halberd was not waved at them, but also because of these subordinates who died without any reaction, all of them were Cao Zhaozhong's personal guards, so to speak, all of them were the elite of the elite.

At least, two or three elites higher than their elites.

But right now, he didn't even see the other party's tricks clearly, so he broke it in two and became the ghost under the halberd painted by others!