Rise From Eight Hundred

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 be able to despise life and death, but when the choice between life and death is right in front of them, how many people can not hesitate a little?

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. , even 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 military thorn 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 Elements Regiment, including Tang Dao, are not as good as him in terms of sword speed. .

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 tightened 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 after 13 years of hard training really made Zhan Xiong look forward to the battlefield! It turns out that the battlefield with heavy gunfire 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 if his head and three flower-like heads are used to commemorate my deceased brother, my brother who has already immersed himself in the divine light of Amaterasu will 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-centimeter-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 cm long with the handle.

It's all about using your own 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 only take the vital points of Shuiyueliu master, and there would also be the potential threat of Erya's gun at the window, which would make the Japanese swordsman only 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 let go of 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. He dared to explode at any time, let alone 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, but only extended a 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.

Faced with 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 instead of doing anything if he disagreed. He deliberately waited 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 delay, the easier it will 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 rushed forward again.

This time, there is no more complication, only simplicity, just like horse training, only light and no knife.

One slash!

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 poured all his attention on the blade, believes that it is impossible for the powerful enemy to use the same trick to finish them off together.

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.

If he wanted 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 Tang Dao is after losing the opportunity, he will only be defeated in his subsequent continuous attacks.

This is also the self-confidence of Fujiwara Senio. At 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 physical 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. They were naturally shocked when they tried to block someone else's knife.

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 could see life and death when he struck, was not only more powerful, but at least not much weaker than the Japanese who only had a small mouth and only knew 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 is not to say that Leng Feng is so unpopular. As a guardian and a human being, he will not even look at a beautiful woman. Instead, he will look 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.

Fujiwara Senzuo, who was too pretentious, planted the concept of a super master in everyone here. In this sense, he had obviously succeeded before. If Tang Dao hadn't been there, even Leng Feng, who was as determined as Leng Feng, would have been shaken and had the idea of ​​​​letting Erya and the three girls break out, even if he knew that the Japanese were coming. It's definitely not just these three people.

If Fujiwara Senio knew that he had been pretending for a long time and had collectively left the 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 only use physical force to do things are reckless, right?

The true martial arts is the dual cultivation of body and soul.

There was a trace 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 Just 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 fell. 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 was far away, as if it didn'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.

Before coming to China, Fujiwara Sentio used a piece of fine steel as thick as his thumb to test and broke ten sword blades in a row without damaging the blade.

He believed that there would be no exception this time. 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 exactly what 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 the soldiers like 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 spirit of heaven. , Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that she, Tang Dao and others would interact again hundreds of kilometers away?

Now, seeing that Tang Dao, who treated her like a sister, suffered such a severe blow, how could she not feel pain in her heart?

Teacher Xiao He was much more decisive. Seeing this situation, her almond eyes widened, and she roared, holding the Mauser with both hands and fired a few bullets at the Japanese swordsman who was fighting with Leng Feng by the window.

Killing the little Japanese and avenging Tang Tuanzuo was probably her only thought at the moment. The reason why she didn't shoot Fujiwara Zhanxiong was that the Tang Dao was too close to him. Teacher Xiao He's logical brain still retained a bit of rationality. Then there was only the unlucky child who was fighting with Leng Feng. He seemed to be in the field of vision that Teacher Xiao He could shoot.

During this period, Teacher Xiao He and the students received shooting training together. From the Hanyang-made to the Type 38 rifle to the Type 14 Nambu pistol, Teacher Xiao He had some talent in shooting, and his shooting level was online during normal training.

But this German-made Mauser pistol is different from those guns. When shooting continuously, due to the recoil and the short barrel, the muzzle is easy to jump up. If you are not an old player, the shooting accuracy is obvious.

Of the four bullets fired, three were shot away, and the other one just hit the Japanese swordsman's sword by brushing Leng Feng's body.

The Japanese swordsman's sword was hit with a small gap, and he was so scared that he took a few steps back. Leng Feng, who was on the verge of being shot, was also scared and broke out in a cold sweat.

However, this angry shot just allowed Leng Feng to take a breath for a while in the fierce attack of the Japanese swordsman, so he was not frightened in vain.

Compared with the two emotionally excited people, Tan Tai Mingyue remained unmoved, even though the veins on her hand holding the handle of the Browning pistol were bulging.

Even at this moment, she still maintained her trust in the Tang sword.

She did not believe that the Tang sword would be defeated so easily.

However, she was inevitably nervous. If the handle of the Browning pistol was not strong enough, it would probably be crushed by her at this moment.

Among the people present, only Fujiwara Sen'o, who cut off the arm of the Tang Dao, knew it best.

His sword did break, but it was definitely not the arm.

When he chopped down, he did not cut the steel thorns and flesh as he imagined, but there was no stagnation, almost like a sword chopped into the air.

Because he chopped off only the sleeve.

If it was just a chopped into the air, it would be fine.

Fujiwara Sen'o's eyes did not look at the sword, but through the feeling transmitted from the sword, he knew very clearly that the moment he chopped down the sword, the arm of the Tang Dao suddenly disappeared in the sleeve, and the power of the sleeve was wrapped around the sword.

He actually tried to overcome the hard with the soft?

In Chinese Tai Chi, there is a way to overcome hardness with softness. Sleeves made of cloth are the best weapon to restrain the blade. However, if Fujiwara Sen's sword was restrained so easily, he would not be the first of the young generation in Japan. Let alone the sleeves, his wrist exerted enough strength, and the sharp blade could twist a steel cable into pieces.

And the fact is indeed so. Without pausing, Fujiwara Sen's wrist shook violently, and the sword that was chopped down without any force twisted, and a piece of knife flower was twisted, and the whole sleeve was twisted into pieces, flying all over the sky, like a flying butterfly.

The sleeve of the Tang sword was twisted! It almost did not cause any hindrance to his sword.

However, he twisted it so hard that his sword light paused briefly, although it was only a short 0.5 seconds.

And the Tang sword needed just this 0.5 seconds.

Facing Fujiwara Sen's sharp sword, the Tang sword not only did not dodge, but also did not evade, but instead used his arm to cross the three-edged military bayonet to resist! When the opponent slashed down, his arm suddenly retracted from his sleeve, and at the same time, he used his sleeve to twist the opponent's knife, stopping the opponent's lightning-like knife light.

In the moment when Fujiwara Sen's knife light paused, the strong arm of Tang Dao stretched out out of thin air! The whole arm was like a python, pressing on the blade, and the muscles on the arm even stuck to the edge of the blade. However, no matter how the blade rotated and rolled, it still couldn't cut a bit of flesh.

A steel thorn about 30 centimeters long, lying between the skin and the blade, became an insurmountable natural barrier for the sharp blade.

Without the power of a slash, how could the sharp edge of the stirring blade cut the three-edged military bayonet made of fine steel? A spark burst out from the place where the blade and the military bayonet touched.

It was as if the arm of Tang Dao was wrapped with fireworks.

It was like juggling.

This is the legendary bare-handed sword! Compared to Fujiwara Sen's previous sword move, Tang Dao's move was even more dazzling.

Not only did his arm sparkle, which made people tremble with fear, but he also held the bayonet with his thumb and pinky, and the three middle fingers formed a claw shape, grabbing forward fiercely.

He must have been trying to grab the sword. Seeing Tang Dao's gesture of reaching out to grab Fujiwara Sen's wrist who was holding the sword with one hand, everyone knew his intention.

Fujiwara Sen's eyes froze slightly.

It was not because Tang Dao dodged his sword again, nor was it because Tang Dao instantly turned from defense to offense and actually grabbed his sword in this way, but