Zhang Shao smiled.

When the last thousand-man commander was easily pressed to the ground by Wang Yao, as their master, Zhang Shao laughed instead of angry.

This abnormal behavior made Wang Yao understand for the first time that reality is different from novels. Not every villain will turn on the mouth-escape mode after being defeated.

For example, Zhang Shao is a good example.

Although this seemingly stubborn and unscrupulous child did not inherit the courage of his father Zhang Fei, he had a bit of Zhang Fei's courage.

But Wang Yao always felt that Zhang Shao's smile was quite meaningful. When he was very suspicious, Mao Mao's scream suddenly came from behind him.

"Behind Ayao!"

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, his huge power made his head instinctively lean back, and then a chill hit his throat.

"Die!!" A low and crazy voice came. The next second, Wang Yao felt his neck tremble and numb.

His throat was cut?!

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

This was the first time Wang Yao used the summoner skill to "flash". In the critical moment, Wang Yao did not experience the feeling carefully. He just felt that his mouth and nose were suddenly loosened, and then he fell into the empty space designated by his consciousness.

As soon as he landed on the ground, Wang Yao touched his neck in a panic. The faint wetness and tingling sensation told him that he had just been cut through a layer of skin, just like being cut by the leaves of Miscellaneous grass.

When I turned my head and saw that it was the first thousand-man commander who had recovered, because the thousand-man commander was just pinched by Wang Yao for a while and then threw it away, so I did not suffer much actual damage and naturally recovered faster.

Perhaps because he was frightened by the strange scene, the captain seemed to be a little relieved, and was stunned in place like a wooden man.

And it was this thousand-man commander who took advantage of Wang Yao's distractedness and suddenly attacked behind his back, even planning to cut off his throat!

Looking at the dagger in the hands of the commander, the anger like a volcano erupted suddenly from Wang Yao's chest!

Mao Mao said that weapons cannot be used for fighting between soldiers outside the canyon. Not only did he use weapons, but he also attacked sneakily, which is very sinister 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 with a force with his right hand.

"Click"! With a crisp sound like breaking a plastic tube, the leader's arm bent downward at a strange angle. With a tingling sound, the dagger fell to the ground. The leader held the broken arm and knelt at Wang Yao's feet, screaming like a pig.

Looking at the commander who was screaming with pain, Wang Yao did not have any sympathy and his expression was unprecedentedly gloomy.

It was so thrilling just now. It was nothing when I was cut off my throat, but now the more I think about Wang Yao, the more I feel scared!

If he hadn't 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 him!!

Thinking of the bodies of countless dead soldiers in the canyon, Wang Yao was sweating all over. If it weren't for the high defense value, he would have died at 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 anyone who knew him think? What should Luna, who was even on a high fever?!

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Without saying a word, Wang Yao kicked the head of the leader. The huge force made him roll out a few meters away.

But Wang Yao was still unhappy and walked up, grabbed the commander who was already confused, and suddenly knocked on a rock on the ground!

Bang bang bang bang!

The faint sound of the man was heard. In just three seconds, the bridge of the long-time man's nose was smashed and his face was broken. The blood flowed all over his face and splashed on Wang Yao's gloomy face.

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

Fighting is not uncommon in the army, but if a person dies, the meaning is completely different! In particular, the target is still a commander.

Looking at the face of the dying captain in his hand, Wang Yao let go of his hand angrily and threw down the bloody man like a rotten tomato. Wang Yao ignored Mao Mao's worried and frightened expression and walked towards Zhang Shao.

He has completely lost patience with the farce!

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

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

"That was...you...you know how to skill..." Zhang Shao's masculine face finally showed a hint of timidity.

Zhang Shao saw the strange scene in his eyes. Faced with the sudden attack, Wang Yao, who should have been killed, was not only not cut his throat, but even suddenly disappeared and broke free from the shackles of the commander!

Zhang Shao has only seen the strange body movement that suddenly disappeared and suddenly appeared in that military advisor!

What a joke, can a mere soldier actually know the skills of those heroes?!

Zhang Shao was completely stupid.

As for this sharp voice, Wang Yao had reached a point of nausea, and immediately shouted suddenly: "Can you take office?!"

This loud shout scared Zhang Shao and his face turned pale in an instant.

But even though his feet obviously started to tremble, Zhang Shao was still unwilling to retreat!

"Why should you be the leader of the thousand-man commander of our lower lane legion be the one who is on the lane? He was originally just a soldier in the vanguard unit, not even the sergeant commander, why?! Let me tell you, I am the second son of the hero Zhang Fei. If you dare to touch a hair of my hair, you will definitely die without a place to die!"

Wang Yao stopped.

"Ayao, don't be impulsive!" Mao Mao quickly grabbed Wang Yao's arm.

Seeing that Wang Yao did not dare to come forward, Zhang Shao felt proud in his heart. Then he looked vicious and sneered, "Don't think you can do anything if you defeat those five trash. If you have the affair, you will kill me today, otherwise don't think about any responsibilities on the bottom lane. Get back to the top lane!"

"Oh, is that?"

Wang Yao smiled coldly as he stared at the fearless and domineering Zhang Shao.

Some people are used to being pampered and have no idea of ​​the world. However, for this type of person who is "My dad is Li Gang", the best response is to slap him hard!

After looking around, Wang Yao placed his eyes on Mao Mao's waist behind him.

choke!

With a clanging sound, Wang Yao pulled out the sword from Mao Mao's waist and ignored Mao Mao's obstruction at all. Wang Yao carried the shiny long sword and walked towards Zhang Shao step by step.

"You, what do you want to do?!" Zhang Shao's face suddenly changed when he felt the murderous intent on Wang Yao.

Wang Yao didn't say anything, but just held the long sword expressionlessly and approached Zhang Shao step by step.

"Stop...Stop! Don't you understand? My father is Zhang Fei, the supreme commander of the lower lane legion! You..." Zhang Shao's face looked extremely ugly, and at the end, he didn't even dare to say anything because Wang Yao was already in front of him.

Wang Yao slowly raised the long knife, and the sharp blade flashed with a cold light in the sun. The tip of the knife pointed directly at Zhang Shao's throat, making the latter so scared that he didn't dare to say anything.

"stop!"

At this moment, a low shout suddenly sounded, and at the same time, a palm covered with calluses stretched out and pressed down on the back of Wang Yao's hand holding the hilt.

Slap in the face is too overestimating the degree of typing and inspiration of my typing, and underestimating the heavy workload. The plan will never keep up with the changes. I always feel like a light bulb inserted into a socket, and will not stop until it burns out. In short, I smiled awkwardly and politely; I accidentally wrote 4ooo words, first, I will modify the subsequent ones, about 12 o'clock and another chapter.
Chapter completed!