"Despicable Shina, yours, what else will you do but sneak attack?"

The little devil captain saw Yang Yun dragging a big knife and walking towards him expressionlessly, and couldn't help but say angrily.

"Hehe, sneak attack? So what? Don't you accept it? ”

Yang Yun sneered and asked rhetorically.

"Gah?"

Unexpectedly, Yang Yun should have defended himself, but Yang Yun didn't care about it, so he was caught off guard by his words, and after reacting, he continued to say angrily: "Yes! Mine is just not convinced! ”

"Huh! Defy? I don't accept you to bite me! ”

“……”

In my impression, don't the soldiers of China care about their faces very much? Why doesn't this soldier in front of him care about his image at all, it's not scientific.

Shan Qian Wudu was dumbfounded by Yang Yun's unconventional words, and after being stunned for a long time, he continued to shout: "As an inferior nation, you can only use such despicable means!"

Humble Shina people, now mine will let you see the power of our warriors of the Great Japanese Empire! ”

"Yours, damn it!"

Yang Yun's voice was still so indifferent, but this time, as soon as his words fell, the whole person also accelerated forward suddenly, and rushed towards the little devil captain in front of the mountain with one arrow step.

Moreover, the big knife that was originally held on the ground by him was also held in his hands by both hands and raised.

"Good time!"

Seeing this, instead of showing a trace of fear, he greeted him with a cruel smile, holding a saber in his hand, reflecting a dazzling cold light.

"Dangchang!"

Without any fancy moves, both of them used the simplest and most brutal move, slashing.

Yang Yun wanted to vent the anger in his heart, why didn't the little devil captain have such thoughts?

The two knives collided in mid-air, bursting out with a spark, and in an instant, the two separated, each falling backwards and retreating three or four steps.

"It's not easy for this little devil to be a young man."

After separating, Yang Yun did not rush forward immediately, but tightened his hands holding the knife, because just a collision, he felt that the little devil Shaozuo in front of him was not simple.

At this moment, his hands were trembling slightly, and a small bloody hole was also cracked in his tiger's mouth.

However, Yang Yun didn't care about this at all, but used a pair of cold eyes to stare closely at the little devil captain six or seven meters away in front of him.

This blow to Yang Yun is not good, how can it be better than the excess?

Since the saber in his hand was lighter than the big knife in Yang Yun's hand, after this collision, his arms were also numb.

And the white gloves he wore on his hands, which were already dirty, were now oozing a trace of red blood from them.

Obviously, his tiger's mouth was also cracked, and he looked even more seriously injured than Yang Yun.

"Yikes!"

"Yikes!"

After staring at each other for three seconds, the two of them let out a loud shout at the same time, and once again raised their knives and rushed towards each other.

It's still the same as before, and it still hasn't changed any moves.

The reason why Yang Yun did this was because he really needed to vent, as tough as him, if he kept the hatred of killing his father and the hatred of catching his wife in his heart, he was likely to go crazy.

And the little devil captain is thinking more simply, anyway, it is certain to die, then just to the end!

Therefore, every time he collided, he almost used all his strength, almost always fighting for his life.

It's a pity that due to the lack of weapons in their hands and the lack of their own strength, after the two of them collided with each other three or four times, gradually, the gap in strength was reflected.

"Yikes!"

In an instant, the two collided seven or eight times.

The little devil captain Yamamae Wudu knew that if he continued like this, he would definitely lose, so after a collision, as soon as he stabilized his body, he gritted his teeth and continued to rush towards Yang Yun, without a single pause, and slashed Huashan directly towards the top of Yang Yun's head.

"I can't help myself!"

Yang Yun raised his knife to block, but due to inertia, he still took a few steps back.

Stabilizing his body, he didn't wait for the mountain to retract the knife without hesitation, and kicked him fiercely in the lower abdomen.

"Bang!"

Yamaqian Wudu didn't expect that Yang Yun would still have the ability to fight back after receiving his desperate knife, and when he was caught off guard, this kick was a solid one.

"Poof!"

In the end, although Yamae Wudu stabilized his body and did not sit on the ground, a large mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth.

Shan Qian Wudu supported the ground with the saber in his hand, and slowly straightened up, in the process, his eyes were still staring at Yang Yun with a vicious gaze.

If eyes could kill, then Yang Yun would have been killed by him countless times.

He didn't speak, not because he didn't want to speak, but because he couldn't, because he had a feeling, and as soon as he opened his mouth, before he could say it, he would spit blood from his mouth again.

"Come and don't be rude! Little devil, take it! ”

The little devil captain Yamaqian Wudu had just straightened up, and Yang Yun was rushing towards him with his knife, and every time he stepped out, a burst of dust was splashed on the ground.

And this time, Yang Yun used the same trick that Wudu had just used in front of the mountain, to split Huashan!

Rushing to the front, Yang Yun jumped directly high, and at the same time, the big knife raised above his head also slashed towards the top of the head in front of the mountain.

The sword, carrying the sound of breaking wind, quickly fell towards the top of the head in front of the mountain, and he also sensed its power.

It's just that now, it is impossible for him to dodge, and at the moment, he can only raise his knife to block.

"Dangchang!"

The two knives collided, Yang Yun's body stood firmly on the ground, and on the other hand, the little devil captain on the defending side looked embarrassed.

Not only did the whole person fall backwards and retreat several steps, but the saber in his hand also came out of his hand in this blow.

As he stepped back, blood continued to spill from his mouth.

Seeing Yang Yun lifting his knife again and approaching him step by step, he subconsciously moved his steps backwards.

Retreating to the side where the saber landed, he hurriedly picked it up from the ground.

Knowing that he was invincible to Yang Yun, but with the saber in his hand, he still had a slight sense of security in his heart, at least he was no longer as frightened and helpless as he was just now.

"Huh! Is this what you call the strength of the warriors of the Great Japanese Empire? ”

Yang Yun looked at the mountain front Wudu, who was still slowly moving backwards, and mocked disdainfully.

"Baga Ya Road! The warriors of the Great Japanese Empire are not to be slandered! Mine fights with you! ”

Yang Yun's words were deeply stimulated to the extent that he was in front of the mountain, making him almost crazy, and he no longer cared whether he was Yang Yun's opponent or not, and after roaring angrily, he raised his knife and rushed towards him......