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One hundred and thirty-four jungle hunting 7

[69 Book Bar-www.] Feng Yu didn't expect Sakai Tobudwei to fight back so quickly. When he couldn't help, he sank his shoulders and abdomen, and his body shrank back a few centimeters incredibly. The tip of the knife cuts across from his abdomen.

Then, he dragged out a blood tank about a foot long, and the flesh rolled up, and blood surged like a spring. If he hadn't been fast enough, even if this knife could not be cut in half, it would have to be opened.

Feng Yu took advantage of the situation and rolled out, pulled out the short knife between the Japanese soldiers' eyebrows, and held it in his hand.

Sakai Tobuki was secretly awe-inspiringly, pointing his knife downwards, and carefully looking at the Chinese in front of him in the yellow leaves falling all over the sky.

The morning light filled the forest, and the jungle after the rain was full of vitality and dripping green. Sakai Tobukie was unintentionally watching the beautiful scenery in the forest. In his eyes, there was only the sharp blade of blood dripping from the hands of the upright Chinese and Chinese.

The Chinese man was covered in mud, and he couldn't see his true face. His naked skin in the mist had a metal texture. His clothes that were torn by branches and rocks were dripping with light red water drops, as if they were stained with blood.

The wind and horse flag. The eyes are as deep as the sea of ​​ice and as cold as the blade, making people involuntarily think of the lonely wolf on the snow field - unconcealed violence and the killing of burning boats.

A hint of uneasiness flashed across Sakai's heart. The Chinese people on the opposite side not only have the cruelty of a lone wolf, but also have the cunning of a fox and a vicious snake. This opponent has never encountered before - strange and cruel, nothing

He was worried and never died, unlike any Chinese he had ever seen. He killed countless people and never knew what fear was. This Chinese was more cruel than him and more indifferent to life than him. In order to kill them, the other party had no

Nothing is needed, thunder, trap, poisonous arrow, sniper, assassination... the methods are cruel and bloody and cruel. The cold rain last night was something that almost no human could compete with. And this Chinese man was covered in dirty clothes

Mud, dived into the cold water and set up a killing situation. With this, it was not something he and his "special attack team" could do. Sakai Tobuki held the knife in both hands, and the tip of the knife slowly raised, cold

He said, "You are A Feng?"

Feng Yu nodded coldly and asked back, "Captain of the 'Special Attack Team' Sakai Tobukie?"

Sakai Tobuki said proudly: "You killed Taro Aoki?"

Feng Yu said coldly: "I killed many Japanese people and never asked their names!"

Sakai Tobukie said coldly: "Tell me, who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. Just remember that I am the one who kills the Japanese!"

"This 'Shadow Cut' has been with me for many years, killing 299 Chinese people, and you will become the 300th!" Sakai Tobukie said, and his sword flew up, and a violent whirlwind suddenly rolled up.

Feng Yu retreated and twisted his body, avoided the blade, flipped his right leg backwards, and kicked Sakai Tobui's chin. Sakai Tobui immediately changed his move, and his saber cut back at a forty-five-degree angle. Feng Yu blocked it with a short knife

"Shadow Cut", the left palm penetrates into the other person's throat like a sharp blade.

The leaves fly and the sword light is full. Sakai Toubu is leaning against the sharp sword, opening and closing, all of which are the most powerful attacks, showing the viciousness and strangeness of Japanese sword techniques to the fullest. Feng Yu holds the short sword against the back, as if the most

The deadly poisonous snake was waiting for an opportunity to counterattack in the flowing sword light. After more than a dozen rounds, Sakai Tobui pushed Feng Yu into the puddle, and the saber cut towards Feng Yu's throat like lightning. Feng Yu leaned back and put the saber on his back.

He swept through his nose, turned the short knife, and lifted a water arrow at the tip of the knife, and shot towards Sakai Tobukie's eyes.


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