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"Captain, you killed so many devils just now, just rest well, these little devils will be handed over to us, I will kill them alive." Lu Shaohui looked sad and indignant, and his beard seemed to stand up.

"No, Battalion Commander Lu, since you have just chosen to stand by and watch, then please continue, strictly speaking, these little devils are my captives, and I have the right to deal with them." Liu Changfeng categorically rejected Lu Shaohui.

"We don't know what these beasts are doing in Nanjing City, otherwise, even if we all die in battle, we will fight with them and never run away, and we also have the blood of Yan and Huang ancestors flowing in our bodies." Lu Shaohui's blood surged, and he suddenly tore the clothes on his chest three or two times, revealing his hairy chest, letting the cold wind blow.

Liu Changfeng's face softened slightly, nodded slightly, and said: "I know that you are also bloody Chinese soldiers, the Japanese devils have committed my China, wielding butcher knives everywhere, we are soldiers, defending the family and the country, it is our duty to do so, the husband died on the battlefield, the horse leather shroud, although there is no regret in death, but now, these little devils must let me deal with it, you don't fight."

"Okay, I'll leave these little devils to you, it's just that there are seventeen or eighteen little devils, can you do it alone?" Lu Shaohui hesitated for a moment, and finally compromised.

"No problem, you guys are watching, just don't let them run away." Liu Changfeng's blood was surging and surging.

The commander of the Japanese second lieutenant, Ishii Kawano, saw that Liu Changfeng and Lu Shaohui had been talking non-stop, and it must not be a good thing, and he felt more and more uneasy in his heart, and couldn't help asking: "Hey, Zhina, what are you talking about?"

Liu Changfeng showed a mysterious smile on his face, and said word by word: "We are discussing, whether I will kill you or they will kill you, who do you think is better to kill you?"

Looking at Liu Changfeng's eyes, it seems that he is a lamb to be slaughtered, and the world would rather be reasonable? Ishii Kawano suddenly felt that he had been insulted by something, and he was furious, clenched his command knife, and roared: "Yagayalu, the people of China, their conscience is greatly broken, and they are dead."

"Little devil, let me fulfill you and suffer death." Liu Changfeng's body suddenly burst out with a fierce murderous aura, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he held the knife in his right hand and stretched it out to the right.

"Wait, Captain, you can use this." Lu Shaohui walked to the side of a subordinate, pulled out a long knife, walked to Liu Changfeng, and handed it over.

Liu Changfeng took it, only to see that the handle of this knife was wrapped with red cloth, the knife was more than two feet long, the whole body was black, the blade was wide and thick, and there was no blade, and he stretched out his fingers and flicked it gently, making a low dragon groan, and couldn't help but praise: "Good knife."

Liu Changfeng slashed the long knife from left to right, the black light flashed, whirring, vigorous as a dragon, and said in a deep voice: "Little devil, come on."

Ishii Kawano's face was full of anger, his expression was fierce, he screamed, held the knife in both hands, raised it high, and slashed down at Liu Changfeng, the wind was fierce and violent.

Liu Changfeng sneered, did not dodge, the long knife in his hand was handed out leisurely, and it went straight to the opponent's chest, the black light flashed, and it was extremely fast.

Originally, it was impossible for Liu Changfeng's long knife to stab the opponent's chest, but if the opponent's knife was chopped down, then his wrist would be stabbed.

Because Liu Changfeng anticipated the enemy's opportunity, the opponent was either stabbed in the wrist, or gave up the attack and retreated.

Ishii Kawano's face changed greatly, and he almost screamed in shock, he couldn't imagine that the enemy's sword technique was so terrifying, just a casual knife easily broke his own thunderous sword, and at the last moment, he retreated sharply.

Liu Changfeng sneered again, anti-guest-oriented, quickly stepped on two steps, returned the other body with the way of others, shouted, held the knife in his right hand, raised it high, and split Huashan with one move, and quickly and unequivocally chopped down the head, the momentum sank, and the long knife faintly carried the sound of wind and thunder.

Ishii Kawano was horrified, his heart was broken, and there was no way to avoid it, he didn't have Liu Changfeng's knife skills, he only raised the knife with both hands, gritted his teeth and fought hard.

Liu Changfeng's knife concentrated all his essence and spirit, as well as his anger and hatred, the gods and ghosts were unstoppable, even if it was nine heavens and ten earths, all the gods and demons had to give way, not to mention the flesh and blood of the Shijing River.

With a sound of "Zheng", Ishii Kawano's command knife was cut off, but Liu Changfeng's long knife was not blocked in any way, and it was still unstoppable and slashed down.

"Ah" Ishii Kawano let out a heart-rending scream, the long knife slashed into his shoulder, and the bones in his shoulder did not stop the long knife's castration, and it went straight to the abdomen before stopping, blood rushed out, and the scene was bloody and terrifying.

Ishii Kawano's eyes widened angrily, with an expression of disbelief on his face, he couldn't look at it, Liu Changfeng flew out with a kick, pulled out the knife, and Ishii Kawano's body fell out far away.

Liu Changfeng's sword was jaw-dropping, and those Japanese soldiers gasped, and they couldn't help but have a breath of fear, and their timid bodies trembled and urinated.

Li Rong's face was pale, and she suddenly felt a burst of nausea, and couldn't help but vomit.

The long knife in Liu Changfeng's hand swung horizontally, and the blood on the knife slowly dripped down the blade, Liu Changfeng looked at those Japanese soldiers coldly, and suddenly the long knife pointed forward and rushed forward like the wind.

Among the Japanese soldiers, there were also fierce people, and three Japanese soldiers screamed strangely, and rushed up with bayonets, and the bright bayonets were dazzling and stabbed at Liu Changfeng.

Liu Changfeng's long knife was swung obliquely, from right to left, "Zheng Zheng Zheng" a few sounds, swinging away the bayonet of the Japanese soldiers, before the Japanese soldiers' bayonets stabbed over, the long knife was handed forward again, sneering a few times, three Japanese soldiers were stabbed in the throat, a large amount of air poured in, the throat made a gratified sound, the eyes turned up, the face was full of doubt and disbelief, but the body slowly fell.

There are also thirteen Japanese soldiers who dare not come out, uneasy back to back, huddled together, the great Japanese imperial army, which has always been invincible, is like a lamb to be slaughtered at this moment, it is really unimaginable.

Japanese soldiers, you look at me, I look at you, suddenly one of the Japanese soldiers said something loudly, and all the Japanese soldiers rushed up with a hula and surrounded Liu Changfeng.

Liu Changfeng was not afraid, his face was cold, and suddenly he shouted, a murderous aura burst out, the long knife flew, stabbing forward, the long knife turned into a cloud of black gas, and the sound of ping-pong was endless.