Xie Cunguan's eyes swept over the battlefield, Zhang Flipjin had successfully assassinated Duan Sihu, and now the thugs of the Heavenly Dao Alliance were leaderless, and they did not provide support to the Japanese anymore, but surrounded Zhang Flipjin who was alone in the arc.

And he and Chen Hu were only twenty steps away from Miyamoto Naoichiro, but between these twenty steps, more and more Japanese samurai gathered in front of them, making them have no way to move forward at all.

They are encircled, and once they can't raise their speed, they will be surrounded by more and more people, which will be very dangerous.

At this moment, Luo Youcai took the opportunity to make a decisive decision, and launched a charge with Cao Xin, Wang Yang, Chen Xiaoqiang and Lei Kaiyun, who were already exhausted, and attracted the Japanese behind them at once.

"Retreat!" Xie Cunguan suddenly shouted at Chen Hu, turned around and killed back, echoing Luo Youcai and the others from afar.

Chen Hu was stunned for a moment, and his eyes were a little complicated and glanced at Zhang Flipjin in the distance, who was facing dozens of people. The Fierce Knife Mercenaries have not been established for a long time, and Chen Hu and Zhang Tuojin have not carried out many missions together, but the so-called white head is as good as new, and it is the same as before! Some people are friends at first glance.

Chen Hu and Zhang Fanjin are like this, in just a few days of contact, the friendship between the two has heated up sharply.

At this time, Chen Hu knew that once he and Xie Cunguan broke through, when the Japanese could calmly lay out, Zhang Flipjin, who was trapped in the camp, would die for life. Judging from his character, he would rather die in this crowd with Zhang Fanjin than leave his comrades behind and break through! But as a veteran, he knows that military orders are like mountains!

Chen Hu gritted his teeth and roared angrily: "Kill!" The long knife in his hand was like a practice, and he swung it at the Japanese samurai who wanted to insert it between the two and cut the two apart after Xie Cunguan rushed back.

The Japanese samurai was also a strong guy, and he looked at Chen Hu like a crazy sword. didn't avoid it, and waved the knife hard.

With a clang, the fine katana in Chen Hu's hand actually broke at the root. Obviously, the knife in his hand had been slammed too many times.

Cutting off the knife in Chen Hu's hand, the Japanese samurai was overjoyed, but his face showed a little more hideous, and he shouted, with the reaction force brought by the impact. The knife in his hand was raised one more upward. The tension is gaining momentum, and the progress is split.

Chen Hu broke the knife in his hand, but he didn't hesitate and shouted. The body did not retreat but advanced, and he threw himself into the arms of the Japanese in a vertical step, and the knife in the hand of the Japanese slashed at his shoulder, but it was already the back half of the knife.

The blood burst out, but it didn't penetrate deep into the flesh.

At this time, the handle of the knife in Chen Hu's hand, which only had an inch of sharp blade left, slashed through the throat of the other party.

Turning like a whirlwind, the handle of the sword in his hand flew in and smashed into a swooping samurai. When the opponent swings the knife and opens the half-cut handle. Chen Hu had already taken the knife in his hand from the Japanese who had cut his throat, and his body pounced like a tiger, intercepting another samurai who wanted to separate him from Xie Cunguan.

All this is done with blood and courage and instinct.

Without any time to analyze and consider, the choice between death and life is often the line between life and death.

Luo Youcai and the others relied on a sharp spirit. Instantly tore a hole in the Japanese defense. Xie Cunguan turned around and killed, and in just a dozen steps, he was about to be opened up in an instant to break through a passage.

"Rush up, surround them, don't let them escape!" Miyamoto Naoichiro also roared, and his feet kept insisting on the footsteps of not advancing but never taking a step back, and involuntarily moved forward.

Success or failure is in one fell swoop!

The Japanese quickly surrounded Xie Cunguan and Chen Hu, and when they ran, the crowd that had just gathered dispersed.

The distance between Luo Youcai and Xie Cunguan is getting closer and closer, and the Japanese in the middle have also become thinner, and they are about to converge.

"Hold them off, don't let them converge! don't want them to converge!" shouted Miyamoto Naoichiro, picking up his pace. The Japanese samurai beside him couldn't help but quicken his pace. At this time, the distance between Miyamoto Naoichiro and Xie Cunguan was still about 20 paces, maybe this was a safe distance in Miyamoto's heart! He was neither willing to get too close to Xie Cunguan nor too far.

"Kill!" Seeing that three or five more people could converge with Luo Youcai, Xie Cunguan suddenly turned around, stepped on a tiger step under his feet, leaped in three steps, and jumped over a distance of nearly four meters in an instant, passing Chen Hu and the Japanese who rushed in front, and caught up with the second Japanese samurai.

The long knife was light and nimble, stabbing out, flashing like lightning towards the opponent's throat.

This Japanese man screamed as if he had seen a ghost! Can you imagine that feeling? Obviously, there was a person of his own in front of him, and it was not his turn at all to pounce or kill, and he was still thinking about how to cooperate with his companions in front of him to besiege and kill Chen Hu for a while, when suddenly a figure flashed in front of him, and the sword light burst in.

The scream was choked in the broken throat, and a wisp of blood foamed out.

Xie Cunguan's return to kill made Chen Hu stunned for a moment, and then reacted. At this moment, he immediately understood that Xie Cunguan was going to kill the horse pistol back! In an instant, his body seemed to glow with a pride that he had never felt before, which was completely different from the grievances he had just felt when he was forced to retreat.

Chen Hu let out a loud shout, and the long knife in his hand swung out abruptly with his body

In a canopy of blood rain, a big head flew into the air, which was very visually impactful, but it was the Japanese samurai closest to him, who was directly beheaded by him.

Unexpectedly smooth!

But Chen Hu instantly understood that it was Xie Cunguan who attracted the other party's attention.

This is where Xie Cunguan is one step ahead! This is also a kind of calculation! If he turned around and intercepted and killed the Japanese samurai who was coming closely behind Chen Hu, the other party was highly mentally concentrated, and he was always on guard against them counterattacking. In that case, it would definitely be difficult for him to kill the other party with a single sword, and the Japanese behind him raised their vigilance.

So as soon as he turned around, he pounced directly on the second Japanese samurai.

The second Japanese samurai was behind his comrades, and his vigilance was definitely much lower, so he was able to suddenly and kill with a single sword. At the same time, when his figure rushed past the first Japanese samurai, the other party would definitely be stunned and distracted, which also created an opportunity for Chen Hu.

took two lives in an instant, and at this time, the distance between him and Miyamoto Naoichiro suddenly broke into fifteen steps. And because of the back and forth running. The number of Japanese samurai in the middle of the two was noticeably reduced.

Naoichiro Miyamoto stopped, but didn't back down.

Once he retreats, the morale of the Japanese samurai will definitely suffer.

Xie Cunguan looked like a mad tiger at this time, his body was scurrying, and he was scurrying with an arrow, and when the horse was running and the tiger was trampling, his body suddenly shrank into a ball. Stop the opponent and raise the knife. The Japanese samurai, who was about to attack, flashed directly.

And the long knife in his hand swept out the moment his footsteps landed.

The long knife slashed at the abdomen, and the Japanese samurai stood there for a moment. The sudden coolness in his abdomen seemed to spread all over his body in an instant, and he hadn't recovered from his concentration just now.

Xie Cunguan straightened up at this time, touched his hand behind his back, and when he threw it out, a black light flashed.

At this time, the Japanese samurai facing him couldn't help but stop, concentrating on the sword.

However, a black light flashed around him. Straight into the chest of a Japanese samurai behind him.

And by Xie Cunguan's side. Chen Hu had already roared, passed over him, and pounced on the Japanese samurai, and the two engaged together. Xie Cunguan didn't stop at all, he jumped directly over Chen Hu. Pounce further.

At this time, he was less than ten steps away from Naoichiro Miyamoto.

A Japanese samurai swung a knife and slashed, Xie Cunguan sword held a flower in his arms, the back of the knife knocked on the opponent's knife, pressed down, and directly walked away from the locust worm, stabbing the knife into the momentum.

The Japanese samurai lifted his sword up and pushed his sword out of the door.

Xie Cunguan had already made progress, kicked him in his crotch, and then took the opportunity to spatula and cut the other party's throat. As soon as he stepped away from the other party, he held a knife in his left hand and touched his back with his right hand, but he felt empty.

So he handed the long knife in his right hand, shouted, and marked it directly.

The long knife pointed to was Naoichiro Miyamoto, who was seven or eight steps away from him and would not retreat.

Several Japanese samurai rushed desperately to block the sword.

"Get out of the way!" Naoichiro Miyamoto shouted, his hands clenching the long knife in his hand, his eyes staring at the flying long knife. He knew that this was Xie Cunguan's fatal blow and wanted to kill him.

Naoichiro Miyamoto is undoubtedly a cautious man.

After peeking through Xie Cunguan's mind of capturing the thief and capturing the king, he never rushed forward recklessly like Uchida Zangfeng. Instead, he put himself behind the samurai in the brigade and used his body as bait to lure the moths to put out the fire.

But he is also a samurai, and he also has his pride, in terms of wisdom, he is unwilling to fall for Xie Cunguan's plan, but as a warrior, psychologically speaking, he is not willing to lose to Xie Cunguan in terms of momentum.

He wanted to block Xie Cunguan's knife face to face, and draw an end to the lives of Xie Cunguan and his partners.

The long knife reached his body, and the long knife in Miyamoto Naoichiro's hand swung out like lightning, hitting the sword light like a flying immortal out of the sky into the air.

In the beautiful sound of knives intersecting, the corners of Miyamoto Naoichiro's mouth showed a subtle relaxed smile.

However, just as he was smiling, a black light was hidden in the cold light of the long knife's stunning blow, and it swept through the space of seven or eight paces like lightning, and disappeared into his heart in the exclamations around him.

The fourth military thorn is also the last one on Xie Cunguan!

Naoichiro Miyamoto is cautious, and Xie Cunguan is also cautious!

Several Fierce Sword mercenaries exchanged their blood for an opportunity, and he couldn't tolerate his own loss. So when he touched the back of his body just now, it was not that he didn't have the most sure thorn to fly, but that there was a last one.

Therefore, in order to be cautious, he did not fly out of the military thorn directly, but first used the long knife to attract the attention of the other party, and then flew out of the last military thorn.

With a single stroke of his left foot, Xie Cunguan picked the knife of the last Japanese samurai who died in front of his body.

With a knife in hand, stand fiercely, look forward to being a hero!

And behind him, the sword mercenaries roared in unison, and in an instant, they all seemed to have countless strengths, and the stepping knife flashed, like a wolf and a tiger, and the murderous aura was full of murder.

The Japanese were instantly defeated, and after a few more fierce samurai fell, they slowly retreated.

The thugs of the Heavenly Dao Alliance were even more scattered like beasts.