The air was whistling in the air, and I saw a shirtless man swooping to the ground.

There was a loud "boom", the ground trembled, and a wave of earth and rocks was set off, and dust flew all over the sky.

The shirtless man's feet were deep into the ground, and his whole body was covered with a layer of blue Qi, and the thick Qi rippled violently, sweeping around him like invisible ripples.

He shook his head, looked up sharply, and his fierce eyes fell on the ghost guy with a big sword in front of him.

He participated in the Russo-Japanese War more than ten years ago, killed a lot of Maozi, and recognized at a glance that this was an Eastern Slav.

Immediately afterwards, he looked at the big sword in the hand of this Eastern Slav, the shape of a straight sword, the cut of the sword body is an octagonal prism, it is an eight-sided big Han sword.

Although he was a little surprised why this Mao Zi would use the Han Sword, at this moment, he had no intention of paying attention to these things.

"You killed my daughter, right?" Fujita asked in a cold voice.

"Who's your daughter? I've never seen one! Zhang Zhiwei grinned.

"She died in the explosion at the Ben Thanh Command!" General Fujita said in Russian.

Zhang Zhiwei tilted his head and said in Japanese: "Oh, that's it, although I blew up the Bincheng Command and the real and fake railway companies, but, don't get me wrong, in fact, I don't want to kill your daughter, I want to kill you all!" ”

Hearing these provocative words, Fujita, whose anger was already like a volcano about to erupt, could no longer remain calm.

Outside the blue Qi hood, the flames of the red tongue rose from the sky.

General Fujita's expression was hideous, his eyes were bloodshot, and the image of his daughter before her death flashed in his mind.

"Then pay the blood debt!" Fujita shouted angrily, and a punch shot out in the air, and the flames surged.

He practiced the Flame Drill Heart Fist in karate, and he had cultivated the flames, and he had a high degree of control, even if he burned violently, he could keep his clothes intact.

In the face of Fujita's attack, Zhang Zhiwei did not dodge or dodge, and a stream of white rose from his heavenly spirit position, directly colliding with Fujita's flames, triggering a series of airflow explosions.

Zhang Zhiwei did not choose to release the golden light, but used the Qi of Lei Fa, but he took a trick.

Yang Wulei is a reaction of the lungs Jin Zhiqi and the heart fire Qi, but since the five organs and five elements of the human body have been combed by the heart ape once, to achieve the effect of Jin Wang getting fire and becoming a vessel.

He can freely control the Qi of the Heart Fire and the Qi of the Lung Jin, and choose whether to generate the hair into a thunder method or merge into a new Qi.

Although this newly fused Qi was far less violent than Lei Fa's rage, it was not difficult to block Fujita's flames, after all, its quality was there.

The white Qi and the flames were fiercely entangled, and it was difficult to distinguish between them for a while.

"It's a good ability, but if that's all, then you'll die a miserable death, you still have accomplices, they're all in the railroad company, right, you think you can stop ......"

General Fujita sneered, he had a slight idea in his heart when he tried the blow just now, and his back muscles squirmed, ready to fight hand-to-hand and take the opponent directly.

However, before he finished speaking, the tall ghost in front of him moved violently, and instantly arrived in front of him, a pair of star-like eyes, as if they could burn people, suddenly pressed on the top of his head, and his chin was about to hit his forehead.

And the one step ahead of the chin that hit the person was Zhang Zhiwei's big slap.

The strong wind was blowing, and General Fujita only felt a terrifying pressure, pressing from all directions, almost instinctively, and the Qi hood that enveloped his body worked wildly.

"Bang!"

A loud bang came, and General Fujita's head was stunned, and the whole person was pulled out by a huge force.

When he flew out, he instinctively stretched out the latissimus dorsi with fleshy wings, trying to stabilize his body, but only after swinging strangely in mid-air, he plunged headlong into the forest and smashed a big hole.

"That's it?!"

"I can't stop you?!"

"You're pretending to be your mom with me!"

Zhang Zhiwei put the Dongfeng sword on the ground, and then Shi Shiran walked into the forest, the other party was empty-handed, he didn't plan to use the sword, he wanted to slap the other party to death.

With a "boom", the flames in the forest exploded, and General Fujita, whose face was half bloody and blurred, crawled out of the pit with a hideous face.

"Poof!"

General Fujita choked on a mouthful of blood.

When the slap landed on his face just now, the blood in his whole body seemed to stop flowing, and he felt like he was in a life-and-death crisis.

This made him feel terrified in his heart, since he became a general, coupled with his strength, he has not felt this way for a long time.

Even in the face of the siege of Cheka agents yesterday, he was at ease and took down the opponent without much effort.

But today, he was slapped away by a hairy man.

"In the Cheka agents in Bencheng, there is no way to have such a powerful existence, who are you?"

Fujita can sit in the position of general, naturally he is not a fool, and immediately guessed that there is something wrong with the identity of this Maozi.

When I first saw this Maozi, this Maozi was holding an eight-sided Han sword in his hand.

The Han sword, a weapon from 2,000 years ago, is so old that few people in our country use it, not to mention Maozi.

"You're not a Cheka, you're a ...... of China"

Before he finished speaking, a sharp Qi energy flew past his face, and General Fujita's vision darkened, and Zhang Zhiwei suddenly swept in front of his eyes and slapped him with a backhand.

General Fujita sensed the crisis, and in an instant, the Qi in his body ran to the limit, the blood rushed in the blood vessels, the muscles trembled and trembled, and the magma-like strength spread throughout his body.

This time, he didn't dare to hold it up any longer and rely on the Qi Hood to defend, but raised his arms and blocked in front of him like a giant tower shield.

"Bang!"

Zhang Zhiwei's slap swept the violent wind, like a seal that turned the sky upside down, and slammed it on General Fujita's arm.

The powerful force tore through General Fujita's Qi hood, causing him to take a few steps backwards and tilt skewed.

Seeing that he was about to fall, General Fujita hurriedly propped up the ground with one hand, flexibly flipping backwards lightly, and at the same time lifting his toes like a long sword and kicking Zhang Zhiwei's temple.

"Sonorous!"

The sound of a violent clash of gold and iron sounded.

Zhang Zhiwei took Fujita's heavy kick hard, but his body didn't even shake.

When he started just now, although Zhang Zhiwei did not have a large-scale exposed golden light, he still covered his body with a layer of golden light that was difficult to see with the naked eye, almost as thin as a cicada's wings.

Although he is arrogant, he is by no means stupid, this can be regarded as a battlefield, there may be many snipers around, and there are even inhumans such as onmyoji who are good at spelling, and he will do it without putting on his own defense, when he is stupid?

"It's so hard, it's so strong, it's a golden bell jar, or an iron cloth shirt, or a golden light spell......"

The touch of his toes made General Fujita stunned, and he remembered some Chinese inhuman methods in his mind.

However, now that the situation is in danger, he doesn't have time to think about it, with his super high combat instincts, almost subconsciously, he slammed his feet on the ground, his heart was like gunpowder, his fists were like cannons, and he used his whole body strength to burst out with a blazing attack.

"Boom ......"

"Dangdangdang......"

In an instant, the flames swept through the sky, and the terrifying fist shadow bombarded Zhang Zhiwei's body, like striking iron, and the low sound of gold and iron continued to sound.

In addition, when the punch was too fast, it tore through the air, and it made a long and sharp sound like a train whistle, and all kinds of sounds were connected.

Suddenly, this area was like a building with dozens of floors being blasted in an instant, and there was no boundless movement.

In the face of General Fujita's stormy attack, Zhang Zhiwei did not dodge, stood there and did not move, relying on the golden light spell that was running to the extreme, and directly resisted.

General Fujita's attacks were blazing like waves and continuous, but at the moment when his momentum climbed to the top.

Zhang Zhiwei made a move, just stretched out his hand and grabbed his neck, Zhang Zhiwei is more than 1.9 meters tall, and Fujita is only 1.7 meters, so he was naturally easily lifted.

"With so little strength, how can you come out to eat mixed rice?"

Zhang Zhiwei tilted his head, grinned, spoke fluent Chinese, a little bit of force in his hand, and looked unruly, how fierce that smile looked.

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And when Zhang Zhiwei and General Fujita were fighting.

The battle in the underground railroad passage is over.

In the face of a group of monsters that were not strong, Lu Jin, Lu Ci, and Wang Ai worked together, and it didn't take long to solve them.

Lu Ci waved the rib difference in his hand, cut the flat knife quickly, cut off the last monster's heavenly spirit cover, and then reached in and stirred it violently, and the monster suddenly stopped moving.

"Finish the work, it's done!"

Lu Ci let out a long breath, learned from Zhang Zhiwei to pull a knife flower, and said lightly.

But within three seconds, I heard the sound of neat footsteps.

Lu Jin and Lu Ci were stunned for a moment and looked up.

I saw that in the passage ahead, a group of soldiers of short stature and wearing black European military uniforms suddenly appeared.

The soldiers were stocky and stocky, with sabers in their hands, and their blood-red pupils were full of cruelty and ferocity.

"It's ......"

The three of them were puzzled, and they heard Liu Wei behind them say:

"Just now you were facing the Shikijin trap arranged by the Onmyoji, and now what appears should be the military spirits enshrined in the Shinto shrine, judging from the dress of these military spirits, they should be the Japanese soldiers who died at the hands of Maozi during the Russo-Japanese War."

"The widow who died at the hands of Maozi?" Li Shuwen said: "What does Shopkeeper Liu mean is that the Japanese will refine the soldiers who died in battle into powerful ghosts and enshrine them in the shrine for later use?" ”

Liu Wei nodded and said: "Yes, that's right, Shinto is a witch religion, good at playing ghosts, and the battle spirits who die on the battlefield are more aggressive, and it is easier to refine them into powerful ghosts, they naturally won't let go, and the way they refine powerful ghosts is somewhat similar to the Yuanhuang faction, Lushan faction, and Meishan faction, which are the methods of refining the five rampant soldiers and horses!" ”

"Do you have to serve the emperor in life and in death? Tut-tut...... It's really pitiful, and they can't be liberated when they die, so the old man has great mercy and scatters their souls...... No, no, it's supposed to be excessive, physical excessive! ”

Li Shuwen remembered Zhang Zhiwei's previous words, changed his mouth, and then spread his hands and strode forward.

(End of chapter)