The knife rises and the head falls. Blood flowers fly under the scorching sun, blood light soars into the sky, and the pungent smell of blood spreads in the air with the heat wave. This damn weather, this damn sun, and these damn enemies! Xiaobai's waist is pulled out like lightning, as fast as lightning, flashing and moving, shouting to kill the sky!

"So it's a little Japanese, hahaha, then go to die! If you want to eat my team, then see if you have such a good mouth!" Xiaobai's body was bullied again, Xiaobai shook his wrist, and a Japanese pirate revealed that it was cut off, blood splattered, licking the blood at the corner of his mouth. Xiaobai was no longer white, replaced by a touch of coldness and ferociousness!

Speed, power, blood, horror! Stage under the scorching sun, and in the desert!

"Drink!" He roared repeatedly, Xiaobai did not take the enemy's offensive seriously, and waved his machete and ran rampant among the crowd!

Japanese, Xiaobai never thought that the one who had been chasing him was actually the Japanese! It instantly aroused the overwhelming hatred in Xiaobai's heart. Why didn't these damn bastards die? Since they are not dead, then kill them and kill all these damn bastards!

The sad blood flowers are scattered on the desert. From a distance, they look like a dancer dancing gracefully on the dance floor, beautiful but desolate. Even Xiaobai doesn't know when he will fall down. The Japanese don't shoot now, but it doesn't mean they won't shoot! Perhaps, when they realize the danger, they may even use cannons to kill themselves! What is reality, this is reality!

One knife, two knife, three knife, the wounds on the arms, legs, and back exploded, and it seemed that blood was blurred, forming gullies. Blood kept coming out like living water underground, evaporating in the air, drying up under the scorching sun, and tearing up again with the body's violent movement, and bleeding again...

"Kill!" This is the only belief left in Xiaobai's consciousness. Perhaps he is about to fall, maybe he will never fight side by side with his brothers in this life, and he will never be able to spend a wonderful life with Chen Lan. Then, use the last power to kill!

I don’t know where the strength came from, but when I was exhausted again and again, Xiaobai held his knife tightly again and again. The knife that had accompanied him for more than ten years flew in his hands and reaped the lives of the enemy!

"Hahaha! Little Japanese, are you just the ability? Come on, kill me... Hahaha" He whistled to the sky and screamed at the top of his lungs!

"Mr. Matsushima, it seems that we can't capture the captain's leader alive. After only a while, we lost more than fifty brothers. Are we using guns?" The little Japanese was finally scared.

Songdo Jun was the commander of the operation this time, leading a total of 800 people to round up the team. However, unexpectedly, when he was about to capture the other party alive, the other party actually fought back, and led the remaining 200 people to fight back and massacre his subordinates!

"What are these bastards!" Matsushima's face twitched violently. I heard that this group of people was very powerful, but I didn't expect that they were so powerful. If we didn't use guns, it was still a question whether we could kill this group of people! "Oh, it's a pity that these talents are destined to be useless for me. Otherwise, why would I be just a team leader now?" Matsushima felt compassion. It was obvious that he fell in love with Xiaobai's skills!

However, Songdao was destined to be disappointed! Just as Songdao adjutant opened the insurance and pointed it at Xiaobai, a loud bang rose into the sky! "Peng"! The adjutant fell to the ground, with a bloody hole in his eyebrows, and blood was rippling! Songdao was shocked, and at this moment, a figure fell from the sky!

"Those who hurt my brother will die--" A sharp roar shocked the soul and spread far away!

A huge wave of air came, Songdao retreated step by step, and the yellow sand in the sky made people unable to see what was going on in front of them. However, in a panic, machine guns sounded behind them, and their subordinates fell to the ground one after another, like harvesters, harvesting their subordinates' lives!

Holding Xiaobai's body, Lu Ziyu's eyes turned red. Just as she was about to say something, Xiaobai smiled and said with a slut: "Boss, I'm sorry, I couldn't bring you my brothers back! But when you come, I'll have a rest. Kill these bastards, they are all Japanese, and the brothers who died for us..." Before the rest of the words were said, Xiaobai fainted!

A stream of true energy was slowly sent into Xiaobai's body and sealed Xiaobai's acupoints. "Take all the injured back quickly! The rest of the people, kill me, and kill all these damn bastards!"

"Japanese miscellaneous, hurt my brother. If you don't take revenge, you will be irreconcilable!" Lu Ziyu stood up, clenched his fists, and his eyes emitted a faint green light. He was angry! He was angry!

Picking up the knife that Xiaobai fell on the ground, his figure disappeared from the spot instantly, but he saw a yellow whirlwind appearing in the crowd. The yellow sand kept floating in the wind. Wherever the whirlwind passed, blood was splattering everywhere, the head was wafting, and countless broken limbs and arms were missing! A crazy laughter came from the whirlwind!

"Dog bastards, go and die! Bury my brothers who died in the Canglang Gang! Atone for my injured brothers! Death... Death... Death!"

Okayama Hachiro shook his head in the distance, but in the end he didn't say much. He stabilized Xiaobai and others' injuries, while calling on the remaining brothers to surround all the enemy. There was no surrender, and there was only a way out of death! "Maybe, after death, you won't be doing anything wrong!" Okayama Hachiro murmured, then stopped talking and dealt with Xiaobai's injuries seriously!

Xiaobai was so injured that he had thirteen sword injuries on his entire body, and two bullet eyes. He lost a lot of blood in his body and had no strength. If he had not had strong physical fitness and had practiced Kung Fu, he would have seen the King of Hell long ago. However, even if he could save his life, he would have to rest for at least half a month.

"It's so crazy! This blade and this momentum make people's face hurt!"

"Oh my God, is this our boss? It's so amazing! A man, with a knife, won't keep the armor of these bastards! If we all have such ability, we would definitely not be chased by these bastards today!"

"Look, everyone, look at the yellow sand under the boss's feet, all turned blood red. Where the tornado passed was no longer yellow, but blood red. Oh my God, it was all blood red. Was that stained by the enemy's blood? It was simply incredible!"

Countless people opened their mouths wide, and were so frightened that they couldn't speak. They kept admiring and complimenting. This is indeed a myth. No one expected that his boss would be so powerful!

Who can stop the God of Killing?

In the crowd, Lu Ziyu was completely in the mood to think too much, and there was only one word in his mind, kill! Kill these bastards to avenge his brothers! How can he not be angry? His brothers, his soldiers and soldiers, are all human lives, not pigs and dogs! How can he be harmed by these *** Japanese devils again?

"Now, pay the price for your actions!" Lu Ziyu didn't think about stopping. His body was stirring wildly, and the huge whirlwind formed restrained the enemy. He wanted to escape but always felt like a rope was tied to him and could not move!

"I want to run? I will let you die faster!" He held a knife in his right hand and held dozens of Xiao Li flying knives in his left hand, and sent them all out!

The flying knife stabbed through the head, and then stabbed the next enemy who wanted to escape! The strength was so great that it was rare!

"Kill God!" Songdo was extremely frightened at this time, obviously scared and fearful, and even lost the courage to lift the sword. "Kill God, Kill God..." As the moment he was murmured, the sword light flashed, and Songdo didn't even feel it, and his head was gone, and he didn't know where his head was flying.

Kill, kill, kill! The people from the Canglang Gang had their eyes red and killed all the enemies who wanted to escape, and no one was spared! Under the scorching sun, the whirlwind gradually disappeared, and a thin figure appeared in people's eyes. The man stood with a knife, and two drops of blood fell from time to time.

He slowly turned his head, and the originally handsome face was extremely ferocious. He looked at the dead bodies on the ground indifferently and walked slowly.

"Kill the God, Kill the God, Kill the God!" A warm cheer erupted from the crowd. Only after the disaster is the best memory.
Chapter completed!