The Prodigal Son of the Empire

This person is not considered old, but he has a thin body, a cold temperament, and an expressionless face, giving people a sense of coldness and sternness!

Li Li, general of 3000 men, used a long spear as his weapon. He had his own understanding of marksmanship. The spear was long and sharp, flexible in use.

In the army, there are also famous masters.

"Go ahead and be careful."

Wen Tong replied expressionlessly in writing.

"Li Li must kill him!"

"Li Li's marksmanship is superb, he can definitely kill him!"

"Correct!"

As for Li Li's strength, everyone is still very clear...

Under everyone's gaze, Li Li came to the front of the formation!

"I don't want to kill the unknown, so name me!"

Wu Xiong raised his eyes and asked.

"You do not deserve!"

Li Li said something in a cold voice, and as soon as he finished speaking, he raised his gun and stabbed him!

This is a spear, the spear is level and fast, straight out and straight in, the force reaches the tip of the spear, the spear pierces a line, the spear is released like a dragon diving out of water, and the spear is like a tiger dispatched!

"Have it!"

"This is Li Li's strongest move, it can definitely kill the enemy!"

This gun looks simple, but it is extremely powerful.

Be quick!

"Good marksmanship!"

Wu Xiong couldn't help sighing at this moment, at the moment of stabbing, he drew his knife and stood in front of the door.

It was really a close call, but it was blocked!

"clang!"

There was a piercing sound of metal colliding, and the horses under the crotch of the two seemed to be affected and let out a long roar...

At this moment, Wu Xiong straightened the knife with all his might, the back of the knife was smooth, and the tip of the spear slid forward, Wu Xiong tilted his head to avoid it...

This person is really quick to react, from passive to active.

Li Li's complexion remained unchanged, he changed from a stab to a slash, and slid straight over, while Wu Xiong slapped the horse's back with his palm, leaped up with his strength, and slashed away with the knife.

No one thought that Wu Xiong would use this move, but Li Li's spear had already been protruded, and there was no time to recover it, and there was no time to resist it!

The tip of the knife slid down from Li Li's face to his chest, blood spattered...

Li Li's eyes widened, and before he could scream, he was hacked to death with a knife, and his death was extremely miserable!

"drink!"

"drink!"

"drink!"

At this moment, applause erupted from the guards, and the momentum was astonishing!

In the field, there are already three corpses, divided into glaring ones.

In comparison, there were some riots in Qin Jun's team.

All three of them were killed in the battle. The key is that they were all killed within a few rounds, and they were all killed by the same person, which is a bit embarrassing!

This kind of pre-war confrontation is the most passionate, and it is also the easiest to damage morale. After all, it is before all the soldiers in the army...

"Li Li was actually defeated..."

One person said in a low voice: "In terms of personal strength, Li Li is definitely the best, even he is not an opponent, so who can be sure?"

The crowd remained silent.

Seeing Wu Xiong's strength, they all have deep fear at this moment, and are no longer impulsive.

Since going forward is also to die, what's the point?

"Why do we agree to call this method a war? In terms of personal strength, the guards are stronger, but the outcome is not determined by this."

"Yes!"

"Wu Lie has experienced many wars, but now he died here."

Losing three games in a row caused people to complain a little. This feeling is too embarrassing, and I have never experienced it before.

At the same time, Wei Jun was also discussing and talking, but it was full of joy.

"Haha, Wu Xiong did a good job, killing three people in a row."

"What is this? With Wu Xiong's strength, wouldn't it be easy."

"It can be seen that there is obviously a riot in the Qin army, and it has an effect!"

"I guess they must be wondering whether Wu Xiong is really good or not!"

"Haha, he really is, but he was demoted to be a superstar."

There were endless cheers for the soldiers of the guards, while Wu Xiong continued to shout for battle in the arena.

Winning three games in a row made him extremely confident, he kept shouting and cursing, and his words became more and more ugly!

"Damn it, I'm going!"

There was a man from the Qin army slapping his horse into battle, and within a moment he was cut off by the horse and died!

"The end will fight!"

There was a general with red eyes who stepped forward to fight. He was not bad. The two sides fought for several rounds, but the final result was... defeat!

"Trash, it's all trash!"