Wei Shou: “…”

His current mood is unprecedented.

When Wei Shou looked at this lifelike dragon, he could feel the powerful literary spirit and threat in the latter's body.

He had been fighting all his life, and he had seen literary scholars like a crucian man who had seen him, but who was the one who was most afraid of him or even afraid of him... Except for Chu Wuhui, he would not be the second person. Because Chu Yao knew too well how to take advantage of the weaknesses of people's hearts, the larger the scale of the war, the more beneficial it would be to this person. The more people, the more difficult it would be to dispatch. Once the chaos was in chaos, it would be difficult to control it.

Chu Yao became famous when he became famous. Yiyue and two other second-rank Chinese scholars in Chu State were called "Three Heroes". That was not something that could be achieved by making suggestions from behind the camp and command and dispatch in front of the formation. He was stomped on the 80,000 bones in the Northern Desert and was praised on the altar!

The 80,000 white bones are only a large number.

It was all his military achievements.

In one battle, Beimo's arrogance continued.

Beimo even bid for Chu Yao's head for a total of ten thousand taels of gold.

Jiang Ao pulled out 100,000 troops from Liguan. If Chu Yao was not stopped, it is hard to say how many people could go back with this 100,000!

"Chu Wuhui!"

At the same time, he scolded Jiang Ao in his heart.

Before sending troops, he hinted that Jiang Ao must not be careless, but only to clearly state that once Jiang Ao starts a war, he must enter the alliance army to kill Chu Yao. Jiang Ao didn't take his words seriously at all. After Chu Yao took action, Jiang Ao knew that there was an old enemy on the other side, and was actually caught by Shao Chong. He really thought that if he could get his strength in the sixteenth class, he could walk sideways?

Unreliable garbage!

Wei Shou didn't care about anything else and kicked the young general away with one kick.

The latter flew backwards and knocked down countless people.

When he landed, two enemy corpses were placed under him, and the corpses were knocked out of human form. This shows how much force Wei Shou used to use this kick. If it weren't for the young general's body protection, this kick would have kicked him through the chest!

Although the young general saved his life, the heart protection mirror on his chest was shattered and fell one by one. He raised his hand to stroke the painful chest, and used his martial energy to restore the martial arts armor, stabilized the broken ribs, so as not to pierce the internal organs and cause more serious internal injuries. There was a melee on the battlefield, and some enemy soldiers wanted to attack him from behind, but the young general shot him without looking back.

The tip of the gun pierces the attacker's eyebrows.

puff--

He easily pulled back his spear and swept it again.

The gun wind swept away the enemy soldiers who were besieging them.

At this time, when he saw the end of the path, Wei Shou shouted at the giant dragon: "Chu Wuhui, you are fucking crazy!"

But what responded to him was the giant dragon that swooped down.

When Wei Shou and Chu Yao had a good relationship, he once asked Chu Yao curiously if his move was unsolvable. The arrogant young literary scholar said: [There is no unsolvable spirit in this world...]

I also revealed the key points to my friends.

Wei Shou roared to the sky, madly circling the martial arts energy in his body, gathering in the blink of an eye. He raised his hand to rush the dragon out of his palm, and the palm wind that slapped it instantly condensed into a huge pink martial arts shield wall, with a wide range, spanning nearly a hundred feet!

"Come and move this thing away!" The simplest and most crude way to crack Chu Yao's move is to move the "dragon". As long as it moves it out of the battlefield, even if it has the lethality of the plague, it will be useless to lose its target. However, he and Chu Yao have not seen each other for more than 20 years. The latter clearly knows his weakness, so how can he not find any way to improve it?

There were also many literary scholars who came to Liguan.

Wei Shou also had literati officials under his own account.

However, their actions were not as fast as Chu Yao's.

The giant dragon stormed the air force and turned into gray-black snow and fell to the world. Wei Shou's face was as gray as the bottom of the pot, and he gritted his teeth.

"Rare wind!" As long as these damn things don't touch people, or, as long as they can, you can minimize the number of people you are infected with.

Wei Shou has made the worst plan.

But he didn't expect Chu Yao to be even darker than he was back then!

A scholar from the Liguan area received the order and immediately exhaled the wind. Three or four different literary rays made the gray-black snowflakes fly towards the sky. The strong wind blew Chu Yao's clothes and hair flying, and the silver gray-white literary shackle hanging on his waist flashed with an unknown light. Chu Yao lowered his eyes and looked at the battle situation, with a sneer on the corner of his lips, accompanied by the words, and the literary qi surging in his meridians.

"The wind is strong and the sky is high and the apes are roaring."

Under the sky, a phantom of a hundred feet high appeared out of nowhere. It opened its mouth at the ants fighting below and made a shrill cry. The strong wind spurted out from the white ape's mouth, and the gray-black snow that had already flown to the sky was beaten back.

The sonic boom even made the eardrums of the enemy soldiers bleed.

With a long roar, the shadow of the white ape beast dissipated.

Although this scene was shocking, there were already red eyes everywhere on the battlefield. Who cares about these scenes? Compared with the formations that appeared in the white ape, the lethality it caused was not worth mentioning. It gave people a sense of déjà vu, which was more or less a bit like a fancy move, but not a useful one.

But Wei Shou knew how powerful he was.

On the battlefield, there are only a few brave warriors.

Those who decide the outcome of a war are often the most ordinary soldiers. Chu Yao's man's spirit has basically studied this direction - how to break the formation and kill the ground by disturbing people's hearts. The army is huge, and once the army is in chaos and the morale of the army is weak, it is not far from being defeated.

"How can two armies show mercy?"

Chu Yao landed gracefully, and was covered with blood under his feet. His Confucian shirt was clean and refreshing, without any dust.

Wei Shou weighed whether he could cut Chu Yao in half with one knife. The latter seemed to see through his thoughts: "Now, it is just a Daowen Qi incarnation. If Yuanyuan wants to vent his anger, he will raise the knife!"

Wei Shou once said in person: [Release anger and vent his anger, that is the incompetent grandson's talent, it is useless at all!]

Wei Shou's fingers pointing at Chu Yao were shaking.

"Your literary talent is limited after all. Now there are no dozens of literati who borrow your literary talent. How many people can you influence?"

Chu Yao was able to accomplish the feat of letting the enemy kill 80,000 bones on his own, but his human cultural reserves were far from enough. The scholars who joined the army in the northwest countries helped him. Even though many years have passed, Chu Yao's Wen Palace has achieved great success and is a very advantageous second-grade Chinese heart, but his literary energy can affect three or five thousand people, and it is impossible to cover the entire army!

Chu Yao said: "Yuanyuan still underestimates Chu."

Chu Wenqi incarnated ·Yao raised his hand and opened his arms and asked, "Look at Yuanyuan again, are you sure there are only three or five thousand people?"

The martial artist who was brave enough to reach Wei Shou's realm, could clearly see the flow of different auras. After Chu Yao's reminder, he discovered that the gray-black snowflakes transformed by Chu Yao's literary energy could float out of a corpse that had just died and looked for the next target.

It is known that gray-black snowflakes can disturb the mind. At the least, they can commit suicide by self-harm and kill each other, and they will never stop...

I also know that this thing is not a disposable consumable.

so--

It now has not only the lethality of the plague, but also the ability to spread like the plague? Wei Shou was so angry that his cheeks were twitching. In the flash of lightning, he thought of something. He was blunt and crackled Chu Yao's incarnation with a knife.

The strong order was: "All the best!"

This was completely forced by Chu Yao, and there was no way to do it.

Chu Yao's words can bewitch people's hearts and attack the most vulnerable position in his heart. Ordinary soldiers are not firm in their minds, and they are in a battlefield where they will die at any time, and their mental defense is almost zero. Following this idea, as long as they boost their morale, their minds are clean, and they are not afraid of life and death, they can also minimize Chu Yao's influence. Of course, the disadvantages are also obvious.

Boosting morale will accelerate the consumption of soldiers' energy and physical strength.

Once morale passes the peak, it will slide all the way to the trough, which means that the army will no longer be able to fight a protracted war.

The battle was in a stalemate, and the defeat was Chaoli Pass.

Now we can only rely on Jiang Ao, a waste snack, to solve Shaochong and Chen Tang as soon as possible, boost the morale of the army and restore morale.

However, eight out of ten things that are not satisfactory in life.

Neither Chen Tang nor Shao Chong can be so easy to solve.

Jiang Ao didn't expect these two young people to be so difficult.

If Chen Tang's moves have some rules to follow, then Shao Chong is a complete beast-like fighting style, cruel, violent, vicious, and crazy. He seemed to be a beast that didn't know the pain, only knowing how much meat he had to bite off the enemy, and he didn't care about the price he had to pay in this process.

From time to time, his throat overflowed with heavy "hehe" sounds like wild animals, and his eyes had completely turned into scarlet red at some point.

but--

Compared to Shaochong, Jiang Ao was more alert to Chen Tang.

He always felt that Chen Tang was different from before. Not only was he stronger, he had faster reactions, and he had more ruthless actions, but he didn't know what he had changed. There was only a weak face and a cold look on his face, looking at him as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Traveling three thousand miles in one go."

The speed of the sword-holding boy is no longer distinguishable by his naked eyes.

"One sword once served as a million divisions!"

Thousands of cold sword shadows fell from the sky.

Jiang Ao retreated and avoided, and he had no choice but to force his weapons to knock them away. The mud-like martial arts fell on the ground, and burly faceless people emerged from the ground, holding giant shields one by one. The sword shadows hit the shield, and the nails sounded like rain.

He seized the time to condense the energy around him, and he still seemed at ease under the baptism of the sword rain, causing ripples but never breaking his defense. Jiang Ao had to admit that the "landscape basin" he liked made him taste the long-lost urgency!

I'm desperate to include it in my collection!

The more powerful it is, the more valuable it is to collect.

"You will be my most cherished head!"

It is necessary to hold it in your arms and play with it every day.

It is a waste of resources to use it to process it into a landscape basin.

"Tiefutu, take them down!"

The sixteenth-class mastermind can command eight hundred martial arts soldiers.

These martial arts soldiers in front of them are not comparable to those Chen Tang had seen before. They were all wearing heavy armor, holding giant swords, and two layers of chain mail. They wore arms, armor-piercing bodies, and legs were protected by skirt armor. The neck was covered with necklines, which could protect the neck and cheeks very well. Only eyes were exposed on their bodies, and other parts were protected by heavy metal, almost airtight.

The stomach of the armor is extremely strong, and the gun cannot enter.
To be continued...