Chapter 67: A Tragic Death
"Black Shortsword!"
Suddenly, a soft shout sounded in the sky, and before these soldiers looked up, several black short swords appeared beside them, and when they looked down from the sky, they could find that several black short swords appeared around each of these soldiers, and they stayed still beside the soldiers. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
However, if the soldiers reached out and touched it, it would pass directly through the sword, as if this was just a virtual scene, not real, but the cold air and a trace of anger faintly coming from the dark short sword made these soldiers understand that it was not virtual.
High technology can simulate the appearance of these short swords, but it can't simulate the cold and anger in them, which can only be cultivated by killing people, and there is more than one, this demon in front of him is worthy of being a demon, and he doesn't know how many lives he has in his hands.
Since they couldn't touch these dark short swords, then these soldiers would naturally move outside the attack range of these short swords, otherwise once these dark short swords began to attack, I am afraid they would die as soon as possible.
However, what they didn't expect was that the surrounding area seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall, and they couldn't move too far at all, so they could only stay within the prescribed range.
The eyes of all the soldiers looking at Hu Yu changed again, this time they have changed from demons to hell demons, I'm afraid that even the real gods are not his opponents, is it really the fate of our Japanese clan?
Some soldiers couldn't help but sigh and said, they no longer have any hope, in front of the hell demons, even gods are no opponents, let alone them.
The chief's face also became ugly, they had no hope of life, and the Japanese people had no hope of life, at this time he couldn't help but think of his wife and children at home, the harmonious life of the past can no longer be enjoyed, I really hope that I can feel that life again, but unfortunately it is impossible.
"Fellow soldiers, we have no choice of path, this battle, we may definitely die, but we must fight, for the sake of our family, for the sake of the race, we cannot retreat." The chief's face was fierce suddenly, he pulled out a long knife in the style of a Tang knife from his waist, held the knife in his right hand, and turned into a blood mark from top to bottom from his left palm, and his left palm was clenched, and the blood dripped fiercely on the ground.
"I, Ichiro Mitsui, swear once again that I will never retreat today, and as long as there is still a breath left, I will never fall."
All the other soldiers turned pale for a while, no longer numb, no longer despairing, but full of fighting spirit, they did not fight for themselves, but for their families, for their race, this battle, never retreat, even if they die, they will fight.
Hu Yu stopped floating in the air, looking at the Japanese soldiers under his feet who suddenly became high-spirited from the previous death, and couldn't help but sigh that soldiers are often the most terrifying existences, they carry the fate of the entire race, and they also have infinite fighting spirit and potential.
There are many such cases in history, because the family and the country are downcast, they can only fight to the death, and they are full of fighting spirit, although the number is scarce, but they often win because they have no way back, they can only fight desperately.
However, there are also more people who have died in the face of great power and have been drowned in the long river of history.
Although these soldiers were full of fighting spirit, Hu Yu's face did not change, he still stared at everything coldly, the sword technique turned, the demonic qi accompanied, and there were words in his mouth, and he shouted softly: "Go!" ”
Suddenly, countless dark short swords passed by one after another, quickly and regularly stabbing at those soldiers who had already prepared, the black short sword was extremely fast, and it came to the soldiers almost instantly, but then countless long knives were pulled out one after another to block the attack of the black short sword.
But even so, all the cracks on the long knife were cracked and turned into waste, and the long knife in the hands of almost every soldier was like this.
Although these long knives are made of the above good materials, for Hu Yu, they are just mortal weapons after all, although such mortal weapons can already be called the best of mortal weapons, but for him, a piece of demonic qi condensed in his hand can pierce these mortal weapons.
The Black Shortsword continued to charge at the soldiers, who were a little unexpected, but they quickly drew a standing dagger from their bodies to resist the Black Shortsword.
"Ding, ding, ding!"
There is constantly the sound of weapons colliding, and every time it hits, the soldiers feel as if their shoulders are being crushed by a car, although their own strength has been very strong, especially the abnormal evolution of the muscles of the arms, becoming more developed, and the arm strength is about 500 kilograms, but they are still shocked and numb, even if it is really a car rolling over, I am afraid it will not make him so hard.
Hu Yu didn't have the patience to accompany these soldiers, at the moment Hu Yu stood in the air, surrounded by the sword technique, his mouth kept chanting words, and the sword technique was constantly dancing, and the thick dark demon qi was wrapped around the sword technique, and after a while, he shouted softly: "Nine Yin Sword Formation!" ”
In an instant, dense dark short swords formed a sword formation, and countless dark short swords shuttled continuously, extremely fast, enveloping all the soldiers in it.
It can be said that it was a battle before, and it took a long time, but now Hu Yu poured into the sword formation with a powerful demonic energy, and forcibly ordered the dark short sword to surround these soldiers, although the sword formation posed by the dark short sword is not as powerful as the Jiuyin sword array that is really placed with the Nine Yin Demon Sword, but for these soldiers, it is enough.
"Poof!"
It didn't take long for dozens of soldiers to die under the dark short sword, and after the Nine Yin Sword Formation was formed, the speed of the black short sword increased again, and in the eyes of these soldiers, it seemed to turn into a black shadow, flickering and flickering, strange and imperceptible.
Gradually, more and more soldiers died in front of Hu Yu's eyes, and Hu Ruxin covered her mouth with her hands, after all, she was a little uncomfortable, and a series of things have happened during this time, which made her a little unacceptable.
She had been living after peace, but because of the appearance of this demonic man in front of her, she could only watch the place where she grew up be destroyed like this, and she could only watch more and more Japanese people die in front of her, they used to be very good to themselves, but now they are dying in front of their eyes, that feeling, it is really very uncomfortable, she has dreamed countless times that these people come to her to pester, she feels so messy, she doesn't know what to do.
But there was really nothing she could do about it, she could only watch these people die in front of her, she could only watch.
At this moment, how much she hated her own incompetence, if she could become stronger, then could she save them? (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )