Xiao Jian let out a long roar, soared into the air, like a falcon, flew to the top of the heads of the eight warriors, and pulled out eight desperate flying knives from his body with his left hand. The Death Knife is his ancestral skill. With a move, the Celestial Maiden scattered flowers and flew towards the wrists of the eight samurai with spears. The spears in the hands of the eight samurai fell to the ground at once, and the blood stained the palms red. One by one, their faces were crooked. What a powerful blood jade flying knife. The severed palm cuts the meat, and the knife is not missing. Xiao Jian took a deep breath, and the Blood Jade Flying Knife returned to the nest like a flock of birds and flew into his hand.

Xiao Jian said coldly: "Get out!" "He didn't want to kill people today, he didn't take them seriously.

Eight samurai stood in a rage. A pair of wolf eyes glared at Xiao Jian fiercely. Gao Mu was so angry that his face was like pig's liver, he didn't expect Xiao Jian's flying knife to be so powerful.

Tonight is a good day, in a foreign land, getting the emperor's sword representing the imperial power is tantamount to a slap in the face of a group of militarists who hate the Chinese. Little Japan hates China, opposes China, invades China, and has wolf ambitions. The 918 Incident occupied the three eastern provinces of our country, burned, killed and plundered, and did all kinds of evil. Every time Xiao Jian thought of this, his blood was always boiling.

Xiao Jian knew that the Japanese were like a hungry wolf that could never be fed, and they were ambitious. Every day he was in Japan, the Japanese continued to sharpen their knives and prepare for greater military action against China. They are "like a pack of wolves, trying to devour the elephant of China." He is a hot-blooded soldier in China, and he has never forgotten his sacred mission as a soldier.

His home is in Hunan, and the great man Mao ** led everyone to make a revolution, and he yearns for it. Seeing the hope of China, he joined the Children's Regiment from an early age, he signed up for the Red Army, but failed to fulfill his wish due to the strong opposition of his father at home. His father only wanted him to become a business wizard and inherit the family business, but he had no interest in business. He dreams of being a soldier, galloping on the battlefield, and being a hero who kills the enemy and serves the country. He secretly joined the party and had his own magnificent beliefs. He was admitted to the Japanese noncommissioned officer school to study "advanced military concepts" by virtue of his excellent military qualities. Unexpectedly, at the Japanese non-commissioned officer school, he knew Keiko! The two fell in love at first sight and soon fell in love and were able to extricate themselves. Mihuiko has an older brother named Oshima Takeki, who died in battle in China after the 918 incident. She was afraid of war and hated it. Although her love for Xiao Jian was strongly opposed by her relatives, Mei Huizi was already determined to marry Xiao Jian. Sasaki knew that Xiao Jian was going back to China soon, and in order to prevent the two from meeting, he locked Yoko in the house and sent his subordinates to deliver food every day like a prisoner.

Takagi couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that the eight samurai were subdued by Xiao Jian's single move. He wanted to kill Xiao Jian and recapture the Emperor's Sword. It was his dream to have an emperor's sword that was cut from gold and jade, symbolizing imperial power and glory.

Takagi waved his hand and roared, "Yaga, it's dead, it's dead." ”

After a while, the eight samurai had one more *** in their hands. "Da Da Da ......" Each *** spit out a tongue and flew towards Xiao Jian......"

Xiao Jian knew that every time Gao Mu brought someone, he came for his own life. Each time it ended in failure.

Xiao Jian watched six ways and listened to all directions, in this lightning and flint, the bullet was fast, he was faster, like a nighthawk, taking advantage of the night, flying up to the house, and clinging his body to the tiles on the roof. The bullets struck the tiles above his head like locusts, and the whole tiles were shattered to pieces. Xiao Jian couldn't raise his head, and the bullets became denser and denser, gradually forming a firepower encirclement. Xiao Jian suddenly fell into a desperate situation. He regretted that he hadn't killed the eight samurai just now. It seems that to be soft-hearted to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself. Suddenly, the moonlight darkened, Xiao Jian was secretly happy, pulled out the golden knife, in the moonlight, wisps of murderous aura spit out from the knife dust, Xiao Jian said coldly: "Gao Mu, don't force me to make a move, I don't want to kill people tonight!" Although Xiao Jian was one against eight, he was not afraid. He knew that once he killed the Japanese, it would be difficult for him to get out of Japan. He just wants to leave this strange and sinful place as soon as possible, return to his motherland, rush to the battlefield, and face to face with the devils.

Xiao Jian took advantage of the night and quickly rushed out of Takagi's encirclement.