Heavenly War God Returns To City

Yang Xuan's words caused Little Santo and the others behind him to feel as if their insides had been scorched and tender.    

Just now, when they saw him standing with his hands behind his back, with his Qi sinking into his Dantian and his arrogant look, they thought that he was going to say something grand. They never thought that he would even use words to scold others...    

"Uh... It seems to be a little awkward..."    

Yang Xuan himself also felt that this matter was rather absurd. He scratched his head and smiled awkwardly at the crowd.    

Actually, he could not be blamed for this matter. Previously, he was indeed prepared to say some grand words, but when the words slipped to his mouth, his brain suddenly twitched for some unknown reason and he actually did not know what to say.    

This had a lot to do with his style in the past.    

When the two armies faced each other, the commanders of both sides would usually have a conversation in front of the formation. This was a tradition since ancient times.    

It did not mean that the generals liked to show off their loud voices, but that doing so was a type of imposing confrontation.    

If one was good at cursing, the one who was good at cursing would have a great impact on the morale of the other side. It would also cause a great loss in the morale of the other side.    

Hence, before the two armies started fighting, it was very important for the generals to scold each other.    

This meant that if one wanted to become an excellent general, it was not enough to lead troops to fight a war. One needed to have the ability to shout and scold others.    

This was the most typical and famous incident. During the Three Kingdoms Period, Zhuge Liang led his army to fight against Wang Lang's army.    

At that time, Wang Lang was very confident in his tongue. He even proudly said that he would not attack in a hurry. He said that he should wait for me to scold that Zhuge brat first.    

Naturally, Zhuge Liang was not afraid of him. He sat on the four-wheeled cart and waited patiently for the other party to make a move.    

Wang Lang rode out of the formation on a tall and sturdy horse and snorted coldly. He then pointed at Zhuge Liang and spat wildly.    

Zhuge Liang was not in a hurry either. He just shook his feather fan indifferently and patiently watched his opponent perform.    

After the other party finished scolding him for the first period of rest, Zhuge Liang suddenly began to counterattack!    

After a round of wildly spitting out critical attacks, Wang Lang's face turned from white to red, then from red to green. Finally, his heart was overwhelmed by anxiety. He spat out a mouthful of old blood and fell from his horse, dying on the spot!    

This was perhaps the most cowardly way of dying in the history of the Three Kingdoms. Wang Lang would never have dreamed that his death was actually because he was sprayed to death.    

Zhuge Liang also liked to mention the glorious title of the best tester of the Three Kingdoms. From now on, as long as he led his troops out of the formation, no one would dare to fight with him. They would all fight him directly.    

This also caused Zhuge Liang's crazy spray skill to be useless in the later stages. In the end, he died with regret in the fifty-zhang plains.    

Yang Xuan was quite interested in this part of history. Whether it was film works or original novels, this was the part that he read the most every time.    

After reading it many times, Yang Xuan concluded that it was the quintessence of a flaunting skill.    

That was, if others were to reason with you, you could directly attack them with your own body.    

For example, when Wang Lang started to flame them in front of the formation, although his words were harsh and there were occasionally some harmless words mixed in, they were all logical and analytical.    

Zhuge Liang started with "Old Green-bearded Dog" and "Brokeback Dog," which directly stopped Wang Lang.    

I came to debate with you, but you f * cking scolded me?    

Although Yang Xuan had learned the essence of it, his personality did not like this kind of method of flaming in front of the formation.    

Usually, if he could make a move, then he should not say anything. If this segment really could not be avoided, then he would find two people who were at the top of their lungs to help him.    

Over time, Yang Xuan gradually lost the function of spraying in front of a battle, so when he was about to say something, he suddenly did not know how to continue.    

However, although Yang Xuan called him an idiot just now caused a very awkward atmosphere, the effect was very good.    

Although they were a few hundred meters away, they could clearly feel that Herdo was so angry that his veins were bulging!    

I have troubled you with the Lion's Roar Divine Power to persuade you to surrender, but you actually f * cking called me a fool?    

It was obvious that the fight before the war ended with Yang Xuan's unexpected victory. The opponent's battle formation that was still in order just now clearly showed some subtle movements, and the killing intent was no longer as strong as before.    

"Kill them! Chop all these scumbags into minced meat!"    

Herdo shouted loudly, put his legs into the belly of the horse, and rode the horse towards them like a fierce tiger that had descended from the mountain.    

The tens of thousands of soldiers behind him also followed closely behind. They swept over like a surging flood.    

"Don't move!"    

A hint of excitement flashed across Yang Xuan's face, and he raised his hand to signal Little Ghost Za and the others behind him to stabilize.    

"Will it work?"    

Red Sparrow revealed a worried expression and frowned slightly.    

The battle in front of her had blotted out the sky and covered the sun. She was really worried that something would happen to Yang Xuan.    

Yang Xuan licked his lips and said, "Don't worry. Even if there is a problem, I have the ability to retreat unharmed. You just have to lead them and stay behind. Remember... Don't get too close. I'm afraid I won't be able to control my strength and injure you. "    

At this moment, Yang Xuan was incomparably excited. The long-awaited feeling of his blood boiling swept across his body once again.    

His initial intention was to find a grade seven spirit bead, then encounter a red sparrow. After that, he would be involved in one dangerous storm after another.    

These few short months of wonderful experiences were even more wonderful than the experiences he had in the Dark World before.    

On average, he would pass by the Grim Reaper almost every day, and Yang Xuan would be able to make it all the way here. It must have something to do with his powerful strength, but it also included some luck. Otherwise, he wouldn't know how many times he would have died.    

Along the way, the greatest harvest wasn't just that he finally found a grade seven spirit bead.    

As for himself, he had even inexplicably increased his cultivation by several levels!    

First it was the Profound Water Armor, then the Netherworld Cold Fire, and then he even had the Heavenly Dragon Art. Such an experience was something that even the male lead of the fantasy novels couldn't compare to.    

Therefore, even Yang Xuan himself could not figure out what kind of realm his cultivation base had reached at this time.    

Previously, due to various reasons, it was either that his inner energy was not pure enough, or that he was not familiar with those new things, or that he was not familiar with the terrain and other objective reasons.    

In short, there was not a single chance for Yang Xuan to fully utilize his current cultivation.    

And now was a very good opportunity.    

The terrain here was an open plain without any obstacles. The field of vision was wide enough and the space was large enough.    

Moreover, at this moment, there were more than thirty thousand people rushing towards him, and there was no lack of experts among them. It was a black mass.    

In Yang Xuan's eyes, it was like he had developed a new nuclear warhead, but there had never been a suitable place for experimentation.    

And now, this opportunity had come. The thirty thousand people in front of him were his best experimental grounds!