Ishikawa near the sea, Zheng Hao was weak, he had completely reached the state of running out of oil, his three-foot long sword, under the hilt, only ten centimeters long sword leaves remained, his body stumbled, but he did not have a trace of fear of death, but a heroic face, the broken sword in his hand was wielded, and the soldiers of the Japanese Kingdom fell down one by one like mowing grass.

During this period of crazy killing, the killing intent he condensed has become the essence, the cosmic spiritual energy in his meridians, the vitality of his body, has been completely consumed, and even every time he swings the broken sword, he is squeezing the last potential of his body, and only the purest killing intent is left in his body!

It was the killing intent that supported his body, and it was the killing intent that made him still stand straight under the exhaustion of oil.

"There just happened to be an article for the occasion, and I will send it to you today!" Zheng Hao gasped frantically, and recited aloud with endless heroism.

"Yanhuangdi, many heroes, with one enemy and a hundred people are not afraid.

People are not cowardly, the enemy will be bloody, look at the blood of my Chinese man.

The blood of a boy is self-heroic, and his pride runs through his chest and heart like iron.

Carrying a golden knife in his hand, wearing a white jade jue, he is hungry for a beautiful chieftain and thirsty for Rakshasa blood. ”

Zheng Hao's voice didn't stop, his hands didn't stop, although he stumbled, although he had hundreds of deep wounds on his body, although his lips had become snow-white because of excessive blood loss, although his physical strength and spirit had reached the extreme, his eyes were still as bright as stars.

"Children's love, and throw it away, Hanhaizhi, only decide now.

The man travels thousands of miles with his sword, and he cuts Hu Qi all the way for thousands of miles.

Flying war songs on the shores of the Aegean Sea, songs and songs are my congratulations to China.

Steel knives are danced in the city of Tokyo, and the swords are stained with the blood of Japanese slaves. ”

"There is a steel sword dancing in the city of Tokyo, and the sword is stained with the blood of Japanese slaves! Hahaha, hurry! Hurry! This sentence won my heart! The most opportune! Zheng Hao broke the broken sword and pulled it out of the chest of a Japanese soldier, and the blood gushing out of it stained his face blood-red.

"Fight for 100,000 heroes, swear to paint the world with the color of China, and when the time comes, drink Luoyang wine and get drunk with the bright moon."

"Ahem......! Pity! It's a pity that there is no wine! If there is wine, will it not be more hastened? Zheng Hao kept coughing, and as he coughed, bright red blood stained his lips, and his lungs already had twenty shrapnel embedded in them, not to mention talking, even breathing hurt like a broken soul.

But his voice still didn't stop, "Boy, be violent." Things and benevolence do not stand.

Men should kill people, and kill mercilessly.

Immortal karma is all in killing.

I want to learn from the old style and regain my heroic spirit.

Fame is the same as dung, and those who disdain benevolence ridicule.

Wearing an iron sword, he kills in a fit of rage.

Kill the enemy for thousands of miles, and be willing to spend ten weeks.

Heading out of the west gate, the twilight people turned back.

Killing the world, the tragedy shocked the underworld.

Kill one person in three steps, and your heart stops.

The blood flowed thousands of miles, and the corpse pillowed Qianxun Mountain.

The strong man fought and slept with the corpse of the enemy. ”

"Rejoice! It's a pleasure! My generation should kill people, and the murderous heart will not stop! This article of my Chinese ancestors won my heart! Hahaha! Ahem...... cough cough ......" Zheng Hao coughed fiercely, snatched a Japanese saber, used it as a crutch, and stood on the spot.

Now, he really doesn't have any strength.

But his voice did not stop, and he recited aloud with arrogance, "The man is in the killing arena, and he is as bold as a bear and as a wolf." If you are born as a man, you will kill people, and you will not teach a man's body to wrap a woman's heart. Men never show mercy to themselves, and they laugh at their opponents. There are 100 battlefields in the field of revenge, and there are weeds everywhere. ”

The surrounding soldiers of the Japanese Kingdom, looking at Zheng Hao who was standing without a trace of movement, were all so frightened that they trembled and did not dare to take a step forward, they looked at Zheng Hao, as if they saw gods and demons, and saw the god of war who would never fall.

Whenever they felt that Zheng Hao no longer had any strength, Zheng Hao chanted a poem, and the broken sword in his hand would take the lives of dozens of people.

"Killing one is a crime, and slaughtering ten thousand is a hero. Slaughter 9 million, that is, the male of the male. Good name does not love bad name, and murder is not punished. It is better to teach ten thousand people to grit their teeth and hate, and not to teach nothing to scold my name. Looking at the world for 5,000 years, where heroes do not kill? ”

"My generation is a hot-blooded man, but can I lose to the ancients?" In the last sentence, Zheng Hao smiled, and then said loudly, "My generation is a hot-blooded man, how can I lose to the ancients today!" I have not slaughtered a million enemies! I have slain 100,000 slaves! ”

"Dare to ask five thousand years, who dares to call me a hero? Hahaha! Zheng Hao laughed wildly.

"Rush up to me and cut off his hands and feet! He has no strength now! The officer standing in the rear, watching Zheng Hao not move for five minutes, gasping frantically, his eyes flashed with a trace of fear, pointed at Zheng Hao, and shouted down to order.

But the soldiers of the Wa Kingdom, you look at me, I look at you, none of them dared to get close to Zheng Hao within ten meters, because the soldiers of the Wa Kingdom within ten meters of Zheng Hao had all died under Zheng Hao's broken sword.

"Yaga! I'll count three times, and after three times, if you don't come forward, the gendarmerie will shoot directly! Anger welled up in the eyes of the Japanese officer, and he shouted.

"Gendarmerie ready! Soldiers who are afraid of the battle, shoot them directly! ”

"Three!"

"Two!"

The soldiers of the Japanese Kingdom looked at the muzzle of the black hole behind them, their bodies trembled, and slowly moved towards Zheng Hao.

Ten meters!

The soldiers were pleasantly surprised to find that Zheng Hao was still standing without a trace of movement.

Five meters!

The frightened soldiers, staring at Zheng Hao with their eyes, still found that Zheng Hao stood like a sharp sword, but his body did not move at all!

Four meters!

Three meters!

Two meters!

The soldiers' heartbeats began to accelerate, they quickly drew their sabers, staring at Zheng Hao with shining eyes, but found that Zheng Hao was still standing quietly, without a trace of movement, without a trace of breath, even when he opened his eyes, he was full of dead silence and no trace of life.

"He's dead! He's dead! Suddenly, the soldiers in the front row were extremely excited and cheered with joy.

At this moment, they began to go crazy, the eyes of the Japanese soldiers were shining, their hearts were beating wildly, they rushed towards Zheng Hao quickly, with an incomparably hideous expression, with endless cruelty in their hearts, the saber in their hands, raised high, and cut down at Zheng Hao.

Suddenly, Zheng Hao's dead eyes became smart, the corners of his mouth were filled with endless contempt and disgust, and the killing intent in his body that had turned into substance was turned into blood-red invisible sword qi by him through a special operation mode at one time.

The blood-red invisible sword qi burst incomparably from all directions of his body, shooting out wildly!

The soldiers of the Wa Kingdom within ten meters of the surrounding area, at this moment, were directly shot into a sieve by the terrifying invisible sword qi, and the blood on their bodies sprayed out, forming a thick layer of blood mist.

The soldiers of the Japanese Kingdom on the periphery, their bodies were cold, their scalps were numb, at this moment, their psychology completely collapsed, and they fled frantically in the direction away from Zheng Hao, they threw away the guns in their hands, they threw away everything that hindered their escape, and their faces were filled with fear that penetrated deep into their souls.

"Demons!"

"It's a demon!" Some of the Japanese soldiers were directly defeated by the psychological defense line and ran out crying.

"Hahahaha! Men are good, when they are violent, our generation should be murderous, and the murderous heart will not stop! Zheng Hao's voice is still so heroic, but his voice is getting smaller and smaller, and the last word 'stop' is inaudible.

His eyes gradually dimmed, his breathing became weaker and weaker, and the sound of his heartbeat, which had been strong and powerful, like a drum, gradually became inaudible.