The two melee masters of the Four Lines Group came together to deal with one person!

This is the first time in the Sixing Group's fashion against the enemy. With this alone, Fujiwara Jaetsu is proud enough. If he can survive this battle, he must be able to take a big step forward to the martial arts realm he dreams of.

Unfortunately, Fujiwara Jago didn't meet the old opponent at all.

In fact, his judgment was too accurate.

He was so accurate that he wanted to slap himself in a big mouth.

Mingxin is actually one level higher than he thought, so where is the master who is almost inferior to him?

He is a master who can be on par with him, okay! This person alone is enough for him to hurt his head.

No matter how fast he retreated, Akihin chased him like a maggot. The agility and explosive power of his leg muscles alone were no less than that of Fujiwara Jao.

Of course, it’s not scary to be chased by a man. What’s scary is that they still have big guys in their hands. I don’t know whether they are hard or not, but the cliff is fast enough!

The big sword weighing more than ten pounds that could break the armor was lifted in Mingxin's hand, but it was as light as an embroidery needle.

With his wrist shaking, the heavy sword flew in the air, chopping, slashing, twitching, and pricking. The cold sword body appeared in dizzy light under the dim candlelight.

It's like waving cold flames in the dark night and drawing brilliant brilliance.

But Fujiwara Jaetsu knew that this kind of light was not just as bright and beautiful as it was on the surface. If the human body touched a little bit, it would inevitably be cut into two pieces by the cold sword, and there would be no luck.

If it were normal, Fujiwara Jamoto was not afraid. Although the samurai sword on his back was not as good as the treasure sword he passed on, it was also a murderous blade sent from the island after the family heard that Zheng Cheng had failed in the battle.

In the last night's attack on the Chinese field hospital, he once cut a brave Chinese officer into two halves with a gun, but the blade was not damaged by half.

Finally, after Fujiwara Jamo's feet were broken and his body kept shaking and avoiding the big sword's breath, Fujiwara Jamo's back muscles, which had controlled almost accurately, exerted force. The samurai sword in the scabbard was deshelfed out and fell into his slender and fair hands like a locator installed.

"Clang!" There was a crisp sound.

The newly unsheathed samurai sword then arrived first, accurately slashing on the cold sword edge of the heavy sword, making Mingxin's offensive embarrassed.

Even if he was attacked and retreated, Fujiwara Jao's master's posture was fully demonstrated.

Unfortunately, not only Mingxin attacked him, but also Tang Dao, who was more fierce and cruel.

Just as Fujiwara Zhan Yu's old power had not yet been exerted, a triangular military spear that was only a few dozen centimeters long stabbed out from the darkness like a poisonous snake, heading straight to Fujiwara Zhan Yu's lower abdomen.

Moreover, he seemed to ignore the samurai sword in Fujiwara Jao's hand, and all his power was placed on this spike.

Dead with the enemy?

It is worthy of being Tang Dao. His first move is this kind of life-threatening trick that can kill you and die.

Really, if Fujiwara Jaetsu encounters any sad things at this moment, he is unable to think about it for a moment and doesn't want to live anymore, this trick is simply simple, and he doesn't have to hide or block at all, just chop it off with one knife.

The result was probably that the Tang sword was chopped into two large pieces, and Fujiwara Jaetsu was stabbed to the cold stomach. After being seriously injured, he wanted to escape another master who was no less than him, unless the great god Amaterasu rushed over from the mahjong table to possess him.

Unfortunately, what is Fujiwara Jaetsu? What is his ideal? What is his mood?

Not to mention being beaten up by two people, even if he will die, he will not easily be determined to live or die.

Perhaps, Tang Dao was also attracted by his point, so he was so unscrupulous.

Even if Fujiwara Jamoto knew about it, he could do nothing.

Because, in such a flash, everything is a physical instinctive reaction after being tempered for thousands of times, and it is not even the brain's turn to direct and react.

For example, now, the hairs on Fujiwara Jao's body stand up instantly, which is a phenomenon where the body functions are at its peak.

This is not the first time he has dealt with the triangular military stab that Tang Dao used in his hand. Last time, Tang Dao in Zhengcheng started fighting with him with two such military stabs. His hard material and slightly single function left a deep impression on him.

This time, after he personally captured the elite soldiers of the Four-Road Regiment, he was able to observe the conventional weapons used in the Four-Road Regiment for the first time. As a master of cold weapons, did he quickly discover that there were almost no other functional weapons except for sting?

First of all, the sharp spikes almost ignore any defense. Ordinary bayonets can penetrate several centimeters of hardwood boards when the sergeant has stabbed them with all their strength, but due to structural reasons, this spike can penetrate at least one-third of its depth.

In other words, even if many imperial soldiers tie a piece of iron on their chests and abdomen when preparing for hand-to-hand combat, they are like paper paste in front of such military stings, and they can penetrate with one sting!

But this is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is the edges that support the military spear. Three huge blood grooves can empty the human blood in a very short time after piercing through the human body, just like the Chinese killing New Year pigs during the New Year.

Soon, the human body that loses too much blood will become as pale as the New Year pig that is fading from boiling water.

It is definitely a professional-level weapon for killing and robbing people!

It was such a fierce blade that not only stabbed him, but also feared that he would not be able to kill him in one go. He took advantage of the gap between him and repelling a strong enemy and stabbed him into his soft lower abdomen with great vigor.

Wanyu Fujiwara could even think of the next move after the bastard Tang Dao stabbed him. It must not be a pursuit, but a lack of integrity to throw away the military spear and retreat crazily to avoid being slashed into two pieces by himself.

Yes, the most important thing about Tang Dao's life-threatening thing is not that he believes that Fujiwara Zhanxiong dares not fight with him, but that this time, he has a clear heart around him.

As a mature soldier, how could Tang Dao put his safety on his opponent? He just believed in Akishi and Fujiwara Jatsuki's sword that could block it.

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He couldn't stop it, and he couldn't fight even if he fought. He had already felt the crisis of death and had only one way left.

That is to retreat! Keep retreating! Go to where Tang Dao wants him to go.

"Shameless!" Fujiwara Jao roared wildly.

The legs suddenly exerted force, as if they were installed with a rocket engine. The whole person instantly changed from a static state to an arrow, avoiding the must-killing stab of Tang Dao, smashing the wooden wall that was 3 cm thick and reaching outside the wooden shed.

Then, Fujiwara Jazuo stood still.

Because he knew there was no need to run away again.

He didn't need to look with his eyes. The keen perception of martial arts people told him that there were countless guns aiming at him.

"Aim at the target, prepare!" The Army Major's roar sounded in the distance.

As the highest commander of the 17th Division in Ye Sanpo, all the defenses were made by him. He even boasted that not to mention a few Japanese, even a Japanese brigade could block the daytime when attacking. As a result, a Japanese man was dodged three lines of defense and even touched the core position of Ye Sanpo.

If the brigade commander and the others knew, it would be no longer a mistake, but a dereliction of duty and a serious dereliction of duty! On the battlefield against the enemy, it would be corrected.

The only thing that can make up for his mistakes now is to kill the enemy and apologize to the top of the enemy's corpse.

There was no sound of pulling the bolt. The soldiers had already been moved to the safety of the bolt and loaded the bolt after being alarmed by the sound in the wooden shed.

However, there are also people in the wooden shed, and they can't shoot, otherwise, the light and heavy machine guns and rifles would have swept the entire wooden shed into ruins.

Now, they are just waiting for the battalion commander to confirm the target and shoot.

However, the goal of carrying a samurai sword and carrying a night outfit was already clear.

"I have to say that Brother Fujiwara, your muscles are really not in vain. Tsk tsk! Such hard wood is like paper in front of your muscles. Fortunately, I am not a female devil, otherwise I will definitely love you." Tang Dao held the military spear and stepped out of the big hole that Fujiwara Zhanxiong broke, joking about Fujiwara Zhanxiong.

"Mr. Tang, you really disappoint me!" Fujiwara Zhanyu's face was expressionless, but a shiny flashed in his eyes, showing that his heart was not as quiet as on his face.

"You are trying hard to force me out, but you just let these ordinary soldiers threaten my life with guns. Don't you dare to face the enemy head-on with me? Even if you have such a strong helper."

"Haha! Brother Fujiwara, you are a bit of a double standard now. I remember Brother Fujiwara, you said that you will use everything you can to hit me. Why, it's my turn to use this trick to use it and then use it?" Tang Dao shook his head and sighed. "Originally, I thought Brother Fujiwara, you are still a little different from the ordinary Japanese clan, but I respect you more. It turns out that you are all the same thing. A bunch of insignificant people!"

"Waring between the two tribes means that they have their own positions.

From the standpoint of your Chinese clan, our island nation is an invader and a robber, but from the perspective of our small and small ethnic groups, if we do not act when the Chinese clan is weak, our clan will lose the opportunity that is rare in a thousand years. The descendants of our clan will still live in a corner of the East China Sea and suffer the pain of earthquakes and volcanoes. This battle is imperative.

Only such a vast and fertile land can the strong have it! What's more, the nobles do not have a famous saying: Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as straw dogs! The strong prey on the weak is just a natural law! I hope Mr. Tang, don't try to be quick to talk." Fujiwara Zhanyu frowned slightly and retorted.

"What a prey for the weak. The logic of your robbers is really good!" Tang Dao sneered, his tone suddenly rose, and the metallic sound spread on the spot.

"Then I will answer for my 400 million soldiers and civilians in China. One day, when our clan rises again, even if I, Tang Dao, cannot wait for this opportunity, then the descendants of my Tang clan will surely go to the East China Sea and kill all the men who are higher than the wheels of the Japanese clan!"

"My Taoist sect will follow you and kill all the demons in the world!" Ming Xin, who was excited by the oath of Tang Dao, raised his heavy sword, bounced his finger on the sword's edge, and roared in a deep voice.

The sword sounds, the people roar! The spirit of golden swords fills the audience.

"Kill all the Japanese pirates!" The Chinese soldiers who were stimulated couldn't help but hiss and responded.

There were countless rifles being held flat, and the soldiers turned their eyes to the heart and stroked their fingers to the trigger. After a military order, the Japanese master who was still talking about it just now would be shot into a sieve.

No matter how good your martial arts are, you are afraid of kitchen knives, let alone hundreds of guns?

Fujiwara Jao's face froze.

He could almost see how terrible bloody storm would be set off on the battlefield when the Chinese man in front of him took over the power.

However, at this time, he didn't care about what his little man had provoked the cruel guy. Seeing that Tang Dao had successfully aroused the murderous intent in the hearts of the soldiers on the scene, hundreds of people were full of murderous intent. If they didn't speak, there would be nothing in the future. Fujiwara's voice became a little anxious:

"Just Tang, please wait. Do you really don't care about your life that I kidnapped? Do you know that although his limbs were broken, he did not vomit any useful information except scolding me. Even if I knew that you, Mr. Tang, came here in person, had only learned it by using a trick to attack your heart."

"Japanese pirates, die for me!" Ming Xin's blue veins swelled up on his back, he held the hilt of the sword tightly, and his eyes showed a cold light again.

There are not many people who can arouse Ming Xin, a master of national martial arts, who is full of murderous intentions, but this Japanese master in front of him is definitely one.

It’s not that his methods are so vicious, but that with this guy’s skills, if he doesn’t kill him on the spot today, I don’t know how many Chinese soldiers will be killed in the future.

"I can only give you another 30 seconds at most to give you a chance to convince me. Otherwise, even if you are already the number one master in the world, you will definitely not be able to live here." Tang Dao's eyelids were drooping, and his hand gently waved his hand, indicating that the soldier who had raised his gun would not be able to shoot, and his voice was low.

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"I don't know that you are trusting. Even if you have nearly 10,000 troops surrounding this place, with my skills, I have those unscrupulous subordinates as bait to attract your subordinates. The chances of my successful escape during the day yesterday will be more than 90%. "When Tang Dao saw Tang Dao retreat, Fujiwara Zhanyu breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Tang Dao and said seriously.

"I believe that what you said is 90% conservative. If I hadn't led the crowd to follow me, the possibility of your escape would be almost 100%. "Tang Dao nodded without hesitation. "But I have to remind you that you only have 20 seconds left."

"The reason why I dare to come here from the fire is that I naturally know that Tang Jun, you love your subordinates. Otherwise, how could any of your subordinates be so loyal?" Fujiwara Zhanxiong seemed to have not taken the threat to Tang Dao at all, and said with a faint smile.

The more Tang Dao did this, the more he proved his concern. With Fujiwara's keenness, how could he not realize how much Tang Dao wanted to kill him? But for his soldier who didn't know how to live or die, he actually suppressed his murderous intent, including using his lower eyelids to block the infinite murderous intent in his eyes.

"I can still hide a day in your family's net-style mountain search operation. Naturally, there is a way to hide anyone under Tang Jun's subordinate." Fujiwara Jamoto said again.

"Of course, Mr. Tang, you can say that you killed me, and then use a large army to dig three feet into the ground to find people. But I regret to tell you that all the nobles' limbs were broken and their mouths were blocked, and it may take one day to recover their vitality.
To be continued...