"Boom!"

With the death of Masashi Furuta, all kamikaze personnel were killed, and the tall walls began to crumble.

"Brother Li, you can lie down here and rest for a while, and then I will slaughter a few more Japanese heads for you!"

Shi Xiaolong came to the injured Li Guang and patted him on the shoulder.

"Go, Lao Tzu is not dead, I don't need you to kill it for me, but you kid pay attention, don't accidentally hang up, hiss!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Guang, who touched the internal injury, grinned in pain.

"Zixi, this arrow is shot beautifully!"

Ye Xiangchen gave Ye Zixi a thumbs up.

"Cousin, are you alright?"

Ye Zixi asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's just a little bit out of strength, just take it slowly."

"Leave a small number of people to cooperate with the medical team to treat the wounded, and the others will follow me!"

After recovering his physical strength, Ye Xiangchen shouted to everyone.

At the same time, the battle on the northern position was also coming to an end, with the addition of the Shi Army's combat reserves, the Japanese troops were quickly defeated, and more than 60 kamikaze elites were also killed one by one.

"Poof!"

In front of the tent, Takeo Ikeda waved his sword and fought fiercely with Ye Zifeng, who turned around and slashed Takeo Ikeda's chest with a wound of 30 centimeters, and the skin was instantly open and bloody.

"Ugh!"

Ye Zifeng frowned suddenly, only to see that the wound on Ikeda's chest had quickly healed, leaving no traces, and he used insight to check Ikeda's information attributes.

Takeo Ikeda

Grade: Black Iron Tier 10

Ability: Heals instantly

……

He has the strength of the third order of bronze, and at the same time, he has the ability to recover his body in a short time, if he can't kill with one hit, no matter how seriously injured, as long as it is not fatal, it only takes a few seconds to recover and heal himself.

"Hehe, I didn't expect to put it, but I have an immortal body technique!"

Takeo Ikeda said with a smug expression.

"Hmph, you're too early to be complacent, it's too late for you to cry in a while!"

Ye Zifeng was calm and confident, and seemed to have a plan in his heart.

"Megalomaniacal guy, look at the knife!"

Seeing that Ye Zifeng not only did not feel afraid, but showed a sneer, Takeo Ikeda thought that he was laughing at him, and he immediately became angry with his strong self-esteem, and raised his sharp sword and rushed towards Ye Zifeng.

"Ten Thousand Swords Array!"

100 energy swords spawned out of thin air and flew towards Takeo Ikeda, piercing through his body, one of which directly severed his left hand.

"It's useless, didn't I say it, it's all in vain!"

Ikeda laughed, and in a few moments, the wound healed and the severed hand grew.

"yes, not necessarily!"

Ye Zifeng swung his sword, and the energy flying sword continued to attack from all directions, and Takeo Ikeda's newly recovered body instantly became flesh and blood again, and the scars were shocking.

"Uh, what's going on, why can't it be restored?"

Takeo Ikeda suddenly found that his injured body could not recover, and the ground was dripping with blood, and he immediately felt dizzy and dizzy after losing too much blood, and his legs and feet were a little weak.

"Your self-healing ability is indeed strong, which is understandable, but self-healing takes time, do you think I will give you enough time to heal yourself!"

Ye Zifeng sped up his attack as he spoke, and the naked eye could only roughly see the afterimage left by the flying sword in the air.

"Poof!" doll

Takeo Ikeda spat out a mouthful of blood and half-knelt down, his self-healing speed completely unable to keep up with the increase in the number of wounds on his body, and his proud ability seemed to have turned into chicken ribs at this moment. In the next second, Takeo Ikeda sank into the sand like a "big" character, and he felt that his body weighed a thousand pounds and he couldn't move.

"Well, I'm not mistaken, you can still laugh now!"

After activating the gravity field, Ye Zifeng slowly walked in front of Takeo Ikeda and stepped on his head.

"Eight Ge Yalu, Shi can be killed but not humiliated, you let go of me, I will kill you!"

Takeo Ikeda, whose head was trampled on, had sand and mud in his mouth, and kept insulting, but he couldn't move, so he could only shoot with his mouth.

"Deprivation."

Ye Zifeng squatted down and put his hand on Takeo Ikeda's back, and took his self-healing ability, the strength of the ability depends on who the user is, like the fool under his feet who thinks he has a bullish ability and arrogant, and doesn't put anyone in his eyes, it's really blind to God's eyes.

"Ahh

At the moment when he was deprived of his ability, Takeo Ikeda cried out in tears that he had lost his self-healing technique, and he felt that life was worse than death because he could not recover from his wounds.

"General, kill him!"

When the surrounding Japanese soldiers saw it, they raised their guns and pointed their guns at Ye Zifeng under the command of a captain.

"Whew!"

An arrow feather flew through the captain's chest, nailing him to a nearby wooden shelf. Not far away, the men and horses of Fengni City and Shuguang City killed from the north and south, and they immediately surrounded the troops of the Wa Kingdom.

"Those who lay down their arms will not die, and those who resist will be killed!"

A Fengni City warrior who knew the Japanese dialect picked up the bullhorn and shouted.

"We choose to surrender!"

The Japanese soldiers, you look at me, I look at you, and finally they threw down their weapons and surrendered, even the generals were defeated, and they didn't know whether they were dead or alive, and it was pointless for them to resist again. After the weapons were put away, the Japanese soldiers were rushed together to take care of them.

"I don't accept ......"

Seeing that all his subordinates had surrendered, Takeo Ikeda was furious and died directly.

"Zifeng, are you okay?"

Ye Xiangchen and the others walked over and took a look at Takeo Ikeda's body.

"It's okay, let's clean up the battlefield, we'll meet the people on their ship."

Ye Zifeng turned to look at the fleet on the sea in the distance.

"Oh no, Ikeda is dead, let's go!"

Fujiwara Hiroki, who was on the deck of the command ship, saw the situation on the shore with a viewing glass and immediately ordered the fleet to turn and set off.

"Someone in the sky!"

At this time, a Japanese soldier pointed to the sky and said.

Ye Zifeng waved his silver wings and reached the sky above the fleet in a blink of an eye, and then fell.

"Wow!"

The surrounding Japanese soldiers were so frightened that they hurriedly raised their guns, all with nervous expressions. Ye Zifeng smiled slightly when he saw this, waved his right hand, and a portal appeared behind him, and Ye Xiangchen and the others walked out of it one by one.

"Frozen for a thousand miles."

Ye Xiangchen unleashed the power of ice to freeze this sea area, and the fleet could not start driving.

"Wowhaha, it turns out that there are so many Japanese Yankees here, I want to kill thousands of them!"

Shi Xiaolong carried the battle axe and looked at the surrounding Japanese soldiers with a grin.

"Everybody put their guns down!"

At this time, Fujiwara Hiroki walked out from behind the crowd.

"Can you talk to, can I talk about it?"

Fujiwara Hiroki said in broken Ryukoku dialect.

"You're pretty self-aware."

Seeing that Fujiwara Hongyi was modest, Ye Zifeng nodded and acquiesced.