Chapter 826 Mars Brings Lightning (please vote for me!)
Just because of this stab that brings death to the enemy!
Fujiwara Senio's evaluation of Tang Dao, a great enemy, has once again increased.
Many people claim to despise life and death, but when the choice between life and death is right before their eyes, how many people can resist a slight hesitation?
But Tang Dao made his choice in the blink of an eye. His mental strength was so strong that he was stronger than many people.
As for Tang Dao, although there was a flash of contempt in Fujiwara Senio's eyes at the moment he put his sword away for defense, the so-called martial arts strongman is nothing more than that. Refusing to face the horror of death will make him unable to set foot on him in his life.
He hoped for the pinnacle of martial arts, but as Fujiwara Senzuo slashed at the military thorn eight times in a row,
Yes, in less than half a second, Fujiwara Senzuo actually slashed eight swords. Because the speed was so fast, even the sound of the sharp blade and the spur made of gun barrel steel coming into contact was densely gathered together.
, if you don’t listen carefully, you will only think that there is only one sound.
Only the sparks that flowed like fireworks and the force of continuous blows made Tang Dao, who could barely hold the sword in his hand, know that this guy's sword skills were really incredible.
If it were not here, but on the battlefield of hand-to-hand combat, this guy could definitely be the king of cold weapons on the battlefield. The current three masters of the Four Lines Regiment, including Tang Dao, are not as good as him in terms of sword speed.
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He put away the contemptuous Tang Dao in his eyes and at the same time retracted the three-edged military thorn that had been cut with several notches. His muscles tensed up and his eyes showed unprecedented caution.
Fujiwara Senzuo, who stood up with his sword before the full effect of the move, did not seem to feel discouraged. Instead, his eyes flashed with joy, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Tang Jun is indeed a true soldier who has fought a hundred battles, and he actually used it to die."
The sword that killed Zhan Xiong, who had worked hard for thirteen years, really made Zhan Xiong look forward to the battlefield! It turns out that the battlefield with heavy artillery fire is so important to spiritual cultivation, and this trip is really worthwhile.
However, Tang Jun, aren't you worried about your close subordinates and three women behind you? Judging from his skills, he should be your most trusted subordinate! I believe that with his head and three flower-like
If the jade head is used to commemorate my deceased brother, my brother who has already immersed himself in the divine light of Amaterasu may be very happy!"
The harsh sound of the blade being lowered and Leng Feng's grunt coming from behind Tang Dao also indicated that the fight behind him had also begun, and he was working very hard.
If it were on the battlefield, Leng Feng, who was holding a 1.7-meter-long stabbing spear, might not be afraid of this Japanese swordsman who could only hold a 90-centimetre-long samurai sword. He would even have a great chance to kill him, but now he has
There is only one bayonet that is only 40 centimeters long with the handle.
It's all about using one's shortcomings to attack the enemy's strong points.
If Leng Feng hadn't used a move that was almost similar to Tang Dao, each move would have no regard for itself and would only take the vital points of Shuiyueliu master, and there was also the potential threat of Erya's gun at the window, so the Japanese swordsman could only attack in a limited space.
event, the Japanese swordsman has won the final victory.
Of course, Fujiwara Senzuo, who caught a glimpse of this moment, would not miss this rare opportunity and once again used words to attack Tang Dao's fighting will.
But Tang Dao turned a deaf ear and didn't even have the slightest intention of looking back at the Prime Minister.
It was as if the person who was on the verge of life and death was not his fiancée.
Of course, Fujiwara Senzuo didn't know that the man he was facing was one of the most powerful individual soldiers in China ninety years later. His character had already been refined like steel. In the face of hostile elements with guns pointed at the heads of hostages, He dared to explode at any time, let alone this moment when Leng Feng was still struggling to resist.
If you want to protect your lover, you must survive first, otherwise your lover's fate will be even more miserable. How could Tang Dao be affected by Fujiwara Senio's pediatric psychological warfare?
Faced with the enemy's relentless suppression, Tang Dao didn't say anything and just extended his middle finger to Fujiwara Senzuo.
Since you like to talk so much, I will reply to you in one word: you idiot!
Tang Dao has always been direct.
Facing Tang Dao's extended middle finger, Fujiwara Senzuo had a headache.
It wasn't that he understood this internationally accepted gesture, but that the enemy in front of him, although he hadn't seen how outstanding his martial arts skills were, was like steel poured into iron. He was an absolutely ruthless character without any temptation at all. Play with your life.
Although he was extremely confident in his martial arts skills to crush the opponent, Fujiwara Senzuo was also very depressed about this style of fighting that he would risk his life rather than doing anything if he disagreed. He wanted to wait until his subordinates killed the capable-looking guy so that he could break into the room. It shakes the mind of a strong opponent, but the Chinese is unexpectedly strong. In a short period of time, "Sanri", who is already considered the strongest master under his command, cannot attack.
You don't need to think too much about the opponent's gesture. You can tell by looking at that appearance that it is not a good thing. Moreover, five minutes have passed. The longer the time delay, the easier it is to be discovered by the Chinese outside. This is a big city where nearly ten thousand Chinese soldiers are stationed. Once They gathered around him like crazy, let alone a quasi-martial arts master like him, even a real master couldn't even think of escaping.
Fujiwara Senzuo's eyes flashed with cold light, and he kneaded himself and pounced on him again.
This time, there is no more complication, only simplicity, just like horse training, only light and no sword.
Cut with one sword!
cut!
Before the knife could reach him, the murderous intent had already caused goosebumps to appear on Tang Dao's arms.
The enemy and we are fighting, and the attacker naturally has the upper hand. Fujiwara Senzuo, who has focused all his attention on the blade, believes that it is impossible for the powerful enemy to kill them together again.
No matter how hard he fought for his life, Fujiwara Senzuo was dead with this sword. A man who was divided into two halves would have no chance to kill anyone.
To avoid this killing move, Tang Dao could only block or retreat.
And that is exactly what Fujiwara Senio wants. He believes that no matter how powerful the Tang sword is after losing the opportunity, it will only be defeated in his subsequent continuous attacks.
This is also the self-confidence of Fujiwara Senio. On this point, he and Tang Dao are both the same type of people.
It's just that one was accumulated over more than ten years on the battlefield, while the other was mainly in the fighting arena.
And just as Fujiwara Senzuo imagined, Tang Dao did not fight for his life this time, but raised his arm and blocked it violently.
Is Tang Dao crazy to use his body to block the enemy's sharp sword?
"Captain Tang, no," Teacher Xiao He's voice came from afar.
Yes, although Leng Feng was fighting desperately with the Japanese swordsman at the door, the three women holding their own weapons did not only focus on their own safety. In fact, most of their eyes were still on the Tang Dao. At this time, they saw Tang Dao holding his arm.
If you try to block someone else's knife, you will naturally be shocked.
Of course, Tantai Mingyue, who is Tang Dao's fiancée, did not say anything. It is not that Teacher Xiao He cares more about Tang Dao than Tantai Mingyue, but that Tantai Mingyue's confidence in Tang Dao is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.
That's not just accumulated over time. When Tang Dao stood in front of the Sixing Warehouse and killed a group of aggressive Japanese infantry with an invincible posture, Tantai Mingyue regarded him as a hero of the Chinese people. That was even
The confidence of the monkey coming on the colorful auspicious clouds is stronger than what Fairy Zixia expected.
In her opinion, Tang Dao, who can see life or death when he strikes, is not only more powerful, but at least not much weaker than the Japanese who comes up with a small mouth and only knows how to talk.
Mrs. Yue also looked at Tang Dao, but her more mature mentality made her bite her lip and try not to cause trouble to Tang Dao.
This doesn't mean that Leng Feng is so unpopular. As a guardian and a human being, he doesn't even look at a beautiful woman. Instead, he looks at Tang Dao over there.
Instead, everyone knows that Tang Dao's side is the main battlefield. Only if Tang Dao wins will everyone here be qualified to survive.
The overly pretentious Fujiwara Senio planted the concept of a super master in everyone here. In this sense, he had obviously succeeded before. If it weren't for Tang Dao, even Leng Feng would be as determined as
They were all shaken, and had the idea of asking Erya to lead the three girls to break out, even though he knew that there were more than just these three Japanese coming.
If Senio Fujiwara knew that he had been pretending for a long time and had left a collective impression of a small mouth in the eyes of the unmarried couple, the knife he was determined to win would probably be crooked because of a mouthful of old blood spurting out.
Tang Dao's unchanging and rude Kung Fu of exchanging death for death is nothing! That means guys who can only use physical force to do it are fools, okay?
The true martial arts is the dual cultivation of body and soul.
There was a hint of cruelty in Fujiwara Senio's strange eyes. Of course he knew Tang Dao's plan. Unfortunately, if he thought that holding the steel thorn across his arm in his palm could block his blade, then he
That's wrong.
The sword in his hand was a famous sword that his grandfather had given him before departure, which had been collected by the Fujiwara clan for hundreds of years and was rarely used. It was called Masamune.
A simple and unpretentious name, it is far less famous than the Muramasa Demon Sword, but only those who know the history of Japanese swords know how terrifying this sword is.
Legend has it that someone once inserted the knife in a small stream in order to test to see which one of the two knives was stronger, and then floated the leaf to the position of the blade. The moment the leaf came into contact with Muramasa's blade, it
Being easily cut in half proves that Muramasa is indeed a good knife;
The same is true for Zhengzong. When the leaves drifted past, something strange happened. Not only were the leaves drifting towards Zhengzong not cut in half, but they looked like they were deliberately skewed. So I tested a few more leaves, and they were completely cut.
It's far away, as if it doesn't dare to get close.
So people said that Masamune was a more powerful sword than Muramasa, because its domineering power was so powerful that even Ye Zi didn't dare to get close to it.
That is a legend, but only the actual users of the 'authentic' knife know that the 'authentic' blade with a length of no more than 80 centimeters can break through paper and cut iron rods without deforming. It is a cold weapon in terms of sharpness and toughness of the blade.
The pinnacle work.
Before coming to China, Fujiwara Senzuo even tried it on a piece of fine steel as thick as his thumb, and actually broke ten blades in a row without damaging the blade.
He believed that this time would be no exception. With 70% of his strength, the Tang Dao's strange-shaped but powerful stabbing blade would be broken off together with his arm.
The fact was just as Fujiwara Senio thought, Tang Dao's arm was cut off with a snap under the lightning-like light of the sword.
Witnessing this, Mrs. Chiyue's eyes instantly filled with tears. Her emotions towards these soldiers, Tang Dao and Leng Feng, were actually quite complicated.
It was precisely because of the desperate resistance of Tang Dao and others at Sihang Warehouse that her husband died, but she knew that they were not to blame, and the only one to blame was the Japanese invaders.
Especially after being accidentally found by the Four Elements Group and getting along with each other for a month, the original resentment has long since disappeared, replaced by a constant separation like a family member. She even has a strange feeling that it is the guidance of her husband who is in the sky.
, Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that she, Tang Dao and others would interact again hundreds of kilometers away?
Now, seeing Tang Dao, who treated her like a sister, suffer such a heavy blow, how could her heart not hurt?
Teacher Xiao He was much more decisive. Seeing this situation, his almond-shaped eyes widened, he roared angrily, and fired a few bullets at the Japanese swordsman who was fighting Leng Feng beside the window with both hands.
Killing little Japan and avenging Tang Danzao were probably her only thoughts at the moment. The reason why she didn't shoot Fujiwara Senxiong was because Tang Dao was too close to him, and Teacher Xiao He still had some sense left in his logical brain.
, then the only unlucky boy who fought with Leng Feng seemed to be in the field of vision where Teacher Xiao He could shoot.
During this time, Teacher Xiao He and his student company had received shooting training together, ranging from Hanyang-made 38-type pistols to Southern Type 14 pistols. Teacher Xiao He also had some shooting talent. He usually shot during training.
The level is online.
But this German-made shell gun is different from those types of guns. When shooting continuously, due to the recoil and the short barrel, the muzzle of the gun is easy to jump up. If you are not an experienced player, the shooting accuracy is self-evident.
Of the four bullets fired, three missed and one missed Leng Feng's body and hit the Japanese swordsman's knife.
The Japanese swordsman's knife was hit by a small gap, and he was so frightened that he took a few steps back. Leng Feng, who was on the verge of being shot, was also frightened and broke into a cold sweat.
However, this angry shot just allowed Leng Feng to take a breath for a while from the Japanese swordsman's violent attack, and he was not frightened in vain.
Compared to the two men who were agitated, Tantai Mingyue remained unmoved. Even the hand holding the handle of the Browning pistol had veins popping out.
Even at this moment, she still maintained her trust in Tang Dao.
She didn't believe that Tang Dao would be defeated so easily.
However, she would inevitably feel nervous. If the handle of the Browning pistol was not strong enough, she would probably crush it to pieces right now.
Among everyone present, only Fujiwara Senio, who cut off Tang Dao's arm, knew it best.
His knife broke it, but it was definitely not his arm.
When the knife was struck, he did not hit the imaginary steel thorns or flesh at all. Instead, there was no stagnation, almost like a knife struck in the air.
Because what he cut off with this sword was just the sleeve.
If it was just empty, that would be fine.
Fujiwara Senio did not look at the sword, but through the feeling coming from the sword, he knew clearly that at the moment when his sword struck, Tang Dao's arm suddenly disappeared from the sleeve, and the power of the sleeve instead entangled him.
On the blade.
Are you actually trying to overcome strength with softness?
In Chinese Tai Chi, there is a way to overcome hardness with softness. Sleeves made of cloth are the best weapons to restrain the blade. But if Senio Fujiwara's sword can be restrained so easily, then he cannot be called the number one among the young generation in Japan.
, not to mention the sleeves, his wrists are strong enough, and the sharp blade can twist a steel rope into pieces.
And this is indeed the case. Without any pause, Fujiwara Senzuo violently flicked his wrist and knocked down the knife with no force, stirring up a piece of knife flowers. The entire sleeve was twisted into pieces, flying all over the sky, as if floating.
Flying butterfly.
Tang Dao's sleeve was shredded! There was almost no fetters on his sword.
However, he twisted it so hard that the light of his sword paused briefly, although it was only for a short 0.5 seconds.
And what Tang Dao needs is just 0.5 seconds.
Faced with such a sharp sword from Fujiwara Senzuo, Tang Dao not only did not dodge or dodge, but instead resisted forcefully with his arm crossed by the three-sided military thorn! When the opponent slashed fiercely, his arm suddenly retracted from his sleeve.
, and at the same time, he used his sleeve to twist the opponent's sword, stopping the opponent's lightning-like sword light.
At the moment when Fujiwara Senio's sword light stopped, Tang Dao's strong arm stretched out out of thin air! The whole arm was like a big python, pressing on the blade, and the muscles on the arm even stuck to the edge of the blade.
, but no matter how the blade rotates and rolls, it still can't cut any flesh.
A steel thorn about thirty centimeters long lay between the skin and the blade, becoming an insurmountable chasm for the sharp blade.
After losing a moment of strength, how could the stirring edge of the blade cut the triangular spur made of fine steel? A spark burst out from the point where the blade and the spur touched.
It's like Tang Dao's arms are wrapped with fireworks.
It's like juggling.
This is the legendary sword strike with bare hands! Compared with Fujiwara Senzuo's previous sword that was so graceful and flashy, this move of Tang Dao is even more dazzling.
Not only did his arms burst out with sparks, which made people's hearts beat with fear, he also clasped the spur with his thumb and little finger, and the three fingers in the middle formed a claw shape, and he grasped forward fiercely.
It must be to seize the sword. Seeing Tang Dao's gesture of reaching out to grab the wrist of Fujiwara Senio who was holding the sword in one hand, everyone knew his intention.
Fujiwara Senio's eyes froze slightly.
It's not because Tang Dao dodged his sword again, or because Tang Dao instantly turned from defense to offense and even used this method to snatch his sword, but
