Qin Feng played with the two daggers in his hand and grinned at the devil, "Ah! Suddenly, when Qin Feng had just walked less than three meters, there was a sudden shout beside him, and a sharp long knife whistled down from his side.

Qin Feng frowned, and his hand was so cool that it crossed directly against the devil's katana.

Whoop, whoop...... The little devil's face was flushed and panting, his eyes were staring at Qin Feng, but Qin Feng was a head taller than him, no matter how he looked at it, he was looking up at the other party.

Qin Feng looked at the guy in front of him indifferently, this devil commander was very fast, if it weren't for his alertness, I'm afraid that this knife just now would be enough to split him in half.

Yikes! Yamazaki Shiro's arms were bruised, and his face was hideous, in his opinion, it was this man, if it weren't for this man, then his troops would not have suffered such a rout, in just ten minutes of engagement, the devil's troops paid at least hundreds of casualties, and they were also defeated in the case of superior forces, which in Yamazaki Shiro's view, it was a shame and stain on his life, in the dozens of battles that Yamazaki Shiro participated in, they had not been defeated by the Chinese troops, and they were all singing and advancing along the way, But now they were defeated, defeated by the Chinese, who had only half their strength, which he could not accept.

He wants to kill the Chinese in front of him, as an officer, he believes in his strength, many big men like Qin Feng in the northeast died under his katana, and now he is also confident that he will kill this Chinese.

However, no matter how hard he tried, the katana in his hand could not drop a bit, and the two short daggers on Qin Feng's hands held the katana to death, and soon Yamazaki Shiro saw a sneer on the corner of Qin Feng's mouth, and then his hands slammed into it, and Yamazaki Shiro couldn't help but take a few steps back.

The devil was surprised to find that he had no advantage in strength at all, and he couldn't hurt him at all with all his strength.

However, Shiro Yamazaki was not afraid, he leaned forward on his toes, counteracted the great force of Qin Feng, and raised his katana, he believed that he may not be the opponent of the Chinese in front of him in terms of strength, but in terms of sword skills, it must not be comparable to this Chinese, because he himself has been trained for decades, and the use of katana is as light as fire.

Qin Feng looked at the devil in front of him with a lot of concern, and Qin Feng also knew about the devil's katana, which was changed according to the Mo knife of the Tang Dynasty, the blade was a synthetic metal, extremely sharp, and it was so that the devil's katana and Damascus knife were called top blades, but if the knife casting technology of the Tang Dynasty was not lost because of the war of the five dynasties and ten countries, then the devil's katana did not know how many ranks.

But Qin Feng really doesn't care about the devil's knife skills, what is the devil's knife skills? It's nothing more than fast and accurate, and the same is true for the use of any kind of weapon, the little devil katana has a narrow blade and a light head to exert an incomparably fast attack.

Sou! With the sound of a sharp blade breaking through the air, Shiro Yamazaki held the katana with both hands and slashed the katana horizontally, and then slashed horizontally towards Qin Feng.

"Baga, I don't believe you don't die." Shiro Yamazaki's eyes are full of murderous intent, he believes that the strength is not comparable to Qin Feng, but Qin Feng's large size in speed must not be compared with him, the little devil has always felt that although the Chinese are tall, they are inferior to them in speed and strength, and the devil because of his inferiority complex in height, he even put forward the so-called condensed is the essence.

But when the blade slashed towards Qin Feng, suddenly Shiro Yamazaki stared at him in disbelief, only to see Qin Feng casually raise his knife, directly blocking the devil's katana, Qin Feng's movements were too fast, like a bolt of lightning, the devil's blade was already so fast that it was unpredictable, but in front of Qin Feng, it was as fragile as a child's wooden stick, so simple, just by raising his hand, he was blocked by Qin Feng.

"Yaga, it's impossible!" The little devil roared frantically with the handle of the katana in both hands, trying his best to stab the sharp blade into Qin Feng's body, but his strength was still too small, and Qin Feng made no progress with just one hand.

Qin Feng used the dagger against the devil's katana with one hand, but the dagger had already heard a crisp sound at this time, and the blade cracked a small piece, obviously his dagger could not be compared with the devil's katana in the manufacturing process, and a cold light appeared in his eyes, and he was not ready to waste time on this little devil, so he immediately used his left hand violently, and with a hula the little devil was directly lifted away by Qin Feng's power.

With a plop, the devil slammed on the ground, and a crisp sound on his leg could be faintly heard, and Qin Feng's huge brute force made his leg fracture.

"Yaga, you bastard!" Shiro Yamazaki looked at Qin Feng in horror, he lost to Qin Feng in terms of strength and speed, where was he still confident before at this time, and there was a look of horror in his eyes, because Qin Feng could end his life at any time at this time.

The katana kept waving in Shiro Yamazaki's hand, preventing Qin Feng from approaching his body.

Qin Feng looked at this devil and shook his head, did this devil think that this devil would be able to avoid the result of being killed?

Qin Feng's eyes couldn't help but flash a cold light, and the Mitsubishi thorn in his hand threw it out like lightning.

Poof!

"Ah......h

"Yikes!" Shiro Yamazaki's forehead was covered with cold sweat, death was approaching step by step, his heart was full of horror, he hurriedly wanted to pick up the katana with his uninjured left hand, but before he could pick up the battle knife, Qin Feng had already stepped on his hand.

Yes! Shiro Yamazaki screamed in pain, Qin Feng's big feet directly crushed his hand bones, he couldn't move at all now, only to see Qin Feng slowly bend down and pick up the katana on the ground.

Ignoring the screaming devils on the ground, Qin Feng looked at this katana, looking at the year name Meiji 2nd year on it, which means that this devil knife has a history of more than a hundred years, but looking at the appearance of this war knife, it is almost brand new, and he can't help but sigh The devil's weapon casting technology, but all of this can't stop Qin Feng from ending this devil's life.

Shiro Yamazaki knew that he would not be able to escape death, but now he was really aggrieved, this Chinese soldier stepped on one of his hands, and the other hand was pierced by Qin Feng's Mitsubishi thorn, causing him to be in pain like broken bones all over his body, but he couldn't struggle.

Qin Feng looked at Shiro Yamazaki's arm pierced by Mitsubishi thorns and couldn't help but show a sneer, this devil may never have thought that he would be killed by a Chinese in the end.

"What? It's hard and want me to pull it out for you? Qin Feng's eyes were full of cold light, but he showed a smile at this devil.

Shiro Yamazaki snorted coldly: "Hmph, Shina, kill me quickly, the warriors of the Great Japanese Empire are all dignified." ”

"Yo, you can speak Chinese." Qin Feng was slightly stunned, he didn't expect this devil to be able to speak fluent Chinese, but after thinking about it, this devil has such a war knife, which shows that his family has been inherited for a long time, and he is definitely a nobleman among devils, and the nobles of devils usually know Chinese, devils have absorbed so much Chinese culture in the Sui and Tang dynasties, and the nobles call themselves Chinese, Chinese is a subject they must learn, only after the Manchu Qing Dynasty was defeated again and again in the hands of devils, devils slowly changed their thinking.

However, in this era, as long as the aristocracy is more or less able to speak Chinese.

"Yaga, the people of China, kill if you want to, don't talk nonsense, none of the warriors of the Great Japanese Empire are greedy for life and afraid of death, we are not your cowardly people." Shiro Yamazaki spoke to Qin Feng in Chinese, at this time he knew that he could not escape death, and he did not struggle at all, but the pain from his legs, feet and arms was too uncomfortable, and he only hoped that this Chinese would give him a pain at this time.

But Qin Feng did not do that, this devil opened his mouth one branch, closed his mouth one branch, this derogatory term Qin Feng simply can't bear it, the Chinese are not shameless like Lao Burma, and there is a place called Myitkyina, but Qin Feng looked down and looked at the devil with a chuckle, and the war knife in his hand shook like lightning.

Whew! With a light sound, the sharp combat knife directly slashed through Shiro Yamazaki's body, Shiro Yamazaki had closed his eyes and waited for death, but he just felt that his body was light, and the painful feeling of the Mitsubishi thorn in his hand suddenly disappeared, but he didn't feel that he was dead, could it be that this Chinese planned to let himself go?

But suddenly, he saw Qin Feng bend down and pick up a human arm, rip off a Mitsubishi thorn stuck in it, and then throw the arm out directly.

Suddenly Yamazaki Shiro's eyes widened, poofed softly, a fountain sound sounded in Yamazaki Shiro's ears, his face changed greatly, only to see his arm was cut off from the shoulder, and now he is spraying blood, in his opinion, this Chinese is too fierce.

However, just when Qin Feng wanted to end this devil with a knife, suddenly a cold sweat broke out on his back, and when he looked back, there was a sense of crisis in his eyes.

Qin Feng turned around, and three or five devils rushed behind him, it may be that the sound of fighting here and the screams of the devil commander attracted these devils, if Qin Feng hadn't discovered it in time, he might have been attacked to death by such a few devils, but since Qin Feng had discovered them, he would naturally not have succeeded by them.

"Die!" Qin Feng carried the bloody katana of the devil and rushed over against a few devils.

Whew! The blade tilted, whistling from below and slashing at a ghost soldier.

Poof! The devil soldiers didn't have time to block it at all, this kind of light-headed sharp weapon was faster and more powerful in Qin Feng's hands.

Turning around, a cold light flashed in the heavy snow, and the katana slashed through the devil's waist obliquely, and the original devil who rushed over with a crazy roar on his face froze for a moment, and when Qin Feng rushed past him, he broke two knots from his shoulder with a bang, and his intestines and internal organs fell to the ground in an instant.

"Baga, die, die, die." In the confrontation between the lightning and flint, one devil died in Huangquan, and several other devils screamed fiercely, and rushed towards Qin Feng with bayonets.

The long knife in Qin Feng's hand flipped over, directly picking apart the bayonet of a devil, and then the blade moved, slashing through the devil's neck, only to hear a soft sound, a slight knife mark appeared on the devil's neck, Qin Feng's eyes flashed, and he didn't pay attention to it at all but continued to attack the next enemy.

With a plop, the devil's round head fell from his neck with a whirl, and smashed the thicker and thicker snow, Qin Feng's knife was so fast that they couldn't feel the pain of death at all.

"Poof! Poof! The long knife slashed at the devil's body again and again, and the triangular array composed of the remaining three devils was broken through by Qin Feng in the blink of an eye, only to see Qin Feng's body like an agile cheetah, flashing between the blades of the devil's bayonet, and then listening to three muffled snorts, and then the three cabinets fell to the ground, all of which were cut into two sections. He then killed Shiro Yamazaki.

The devil's strength itself is more than that of the security regiment and the special forces under Qin Feng, and the advantage of submachine gun firepower is no longer useful at this time, and in such a situation of low visibility, it is difficult for the two sides to avoid a white-knuckle battle.

"Kill!" Seven or eight soldiers form a three-person squad, this is the formation they have been training desperately for a month or two, but it is not much different from the devil's battle formation, but their cooperation still needs to be run-in, this unit except for those grassroots commanders, all the soldiers are almost the first time to participate in the battle, they are in the position according to the usual training to fight OK, but the real bayonet is occasionally the disadvantage.

As soon as Qin Feng arrived, three of the seven or eight soldiers fell in the time of two breaths, while the thirteen or fourteen devils on the opposite side were only killed or injured, a cold light flashed in Qin Feng's eyes, and the cracked dagger in his hand was thrown out directly.

Poof! There was a sound of entering the flesh, and a devil fell to the ground, and the dagger was stuck in his back and trembled.

"Kill!" Qin Feng snorted softly.

The devils didn't expect someone to attack them from behind, and they didn't react for a while, and when they reacted, Qin Feng had already come to their side with a war knife in his hand.

Whew! Qin Feng held the war knife high, the sharp blade flashed from the devil's neck, and then the knife power did not decrease and slashed through the chest of a devil, and suddenly the bodies of the two devils fell to the ground with a thud.

"Yaga!" Qin Feng's movements were too fast, the little devil only saw Qin Feng raise his hand, followed by two screams, but after seeing his companion killed by Qin Feng, a devil not far from Qin Feng roared angrily and rushed over with a bayonet.

However, Qin Feng didn't seem to see this devil, and continued to slash the enemy in front of him with a war knife in hand.

A trace of tyranny and cruelty flashed in the eyes of the little devil who rushed in, and the Chinese in front of him did not pay attention to him at all, and he thought that this Chinese would die under his bayonet without accident.

Not only him, but even those devils who were fighting with Qin Feng also smiled, but suddenly both the devil's soldiers and the soldiers of the security regiment who were fighting hard showed a look of surprise, different from the horror of the devils, the soldiers of the security regiment showed a trace of joy.

"Nani?" The little devil who was about to rush to Qin Feng's side with a bayonet was confused by everyone's expressions, why did his companions show such expressions?

"Kill!" Qin Feng let out a low roar and rushed towards a devil.

"Yaga!" The devil in front of Qin Feng roared angrily at Qin Feng, and stabbed him with a bayonet, the bayonet was very fast, like a bolt of lightning, but just when he was about to touch Qin Feng's body, he saw Qin Feng reach out and grab it directly on the muzzle, the devil's bayonet could no longer be saved, and then the war knife in his hand swept over the top of the barrel of the gun.

Woo...... The little devil let out a muffled snort, threw away the rifle directly, and covered his neck and let out a whining and mournful sound.

Qin Feng threw the rifle with the bayonet on the ground, and then pounced on another enemy again, before the other party had time to stab the bayonet, the war knife in his hand had already pierced directly into the opponent's abdomen, and then Qin Feng's knife handle turned and cut horizontally directly from the devil's abdomen.

With a hula, a large mass of intestines was sprinkled directly on the ground, the little devil's eyes widened and he knelt on the ground with a plop, and the little devil's mouth gushed blood, and he looked at his scattered intestines in a daze.

Qin Feng walked past this crazy devil with this war knife in his hand, his intestines had all fallen out, and the wound on his abdomen was still bleeding, if this devil could not be treated as soon as possible, then he would be dead, and he could only watch himself die slowly, for such a mortal devil, Qin Feng didn't have to waste his departure to solve it.

Straddling the body of the devil, Qin Feng's battle knife was raised high, and he slashed towards a devil in front of him.

Yaga! The devil was frightened half to death by Qin Feng's ferocity, and immediately raised his rifle and slashed at Qin Feng.

However, only to hear a click, Qin Feng's war knife flashed directly from the middle of the devil's rifle, and the little devil shook his whole body, swaying back a few steps, and then with a bang, his body was divided into two halves from top to bottom, and a large amount of blood, flesh, and internal organs all fell to the ground.

Ferocious, the ferocity that makes the devils extremely frightened, Qin Feng killed these devils in one go, the war knife in Qin Feng's hand is simply an extremely sharp artifact, as long as the devil encounters him, there is almost no possibility of survival.

"Poof!" Qin Feng quickly caught up with the last devil who wanted to run away like crazy, and slashed his body to the ground from behind, he looked back at the few surviving soldiers, and ordered them to rest here and immediately join the surrounding troops.