Perhaps even the heavens were moved and crying in the face of such a massacre.
The torrential rain poured down from the sky, drenching people's bodies. It was so cold that it made people shiver.
Looking at the battlefield, it was a mess, corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed like a river.
The rain washed the blood to both sides of the road, as if the heavens were trying to wash away the symbol of sin.
However, there was nothing he could do. New blood kept gushing out, and new corpses kept increasing.
Long Fei was already covered in blood. His scarlet eyes were like a demon from hell, and they were more like the flames of a burning soul.
The cold rain had already numbed Long Fei's hands that were holding the saber. The cold light from the saber's blade brought out the blood sword, which made Long Fei's heart even more numb.
The screams were like a symphony from hell, rising and falling.
This scene was probably enough to make even the Grim Reaper flinch.
The death knell of life continued to ring out, and Long Fei and his brothers continued to harvest lives.
The strong smell of blood was enough to make people a hundred meters away vomit.
Cold rain falls from the sky,
The Blood Dance Blade flashed.
Killing intent surges wildly, my soul falls,
Who knows right from wrong?
Even though the saber in Long Fei's hand was already heavy, and even though the hatred in Long Fei's heart had already burned into a rage that was tens of thousands of feet high, he was already numb at this moment.
Long Fei did not know what it meant to be tired from his abnormal endurance training since he was young.
The belief that he could win if he persevered had long taken root in Long Fei's heart.
A cold light flashed, and Long Fei's shoulder was slashed again.
Long Fei was really numb to the pain now. The flames of war had burned away his last bit of will.
Ah!
He looked up into the sky and roared like a divine dragon that roamed the nine heavens.
The roar chilled the enemy's heart.
The Tang sword in his hand left an afterimage as it sliced open the enemy's body from the bottom up. His intestines slid down along with the blood that spurted out. The man looked at his body in disbelief. Before he could figure it out. He had already lost consciousness.
One of the Flying Dragon Guards had a gaping wound on his back that extended from his shoulder to his waist. It was a ghastly sight, but he didn't seem to notice it and continued to fight with his eyes wide open.
The bravery of the thirteen people made the enemy leader tremble in fear.
The leader was helpless because his superior had already given a death order. He had to keep Long Fei here today. Otherwise, he would die here.
The Japanese leader took out a gun from his waist and pointed it at Long Fei's chest.
It wasn't that he didn't want to hit Long Fei's head, but Long Fei had been moving very quickly. If he wanted to hit Long Fei's head accurately, he admitted that he didn't have such good marksmanship.
Bang-bang bang-bang.
Long Fei immediately felt as if he had been hit by a train in his chest. With his strong muscles, he was not sent flying by the impact of the bullet, but he was forced back a few steps.
His blood boiled, and a sweet taste entered his mouth. He spat out a mouthful of blood.
After being beaten like this, Long Fei became much more rational. The so-called principle of capturing the leader first to capture the thief suddenly appeared in his mind, which was already surging with monstrous waves.
The knife flashed and directly pierced through the bodies of three people.(As mentioned earlier, Long Fei's knife was 20 centimeters longer than an ordinary Tang knife when it was customized. Ordinary Tang knives could never do this.)）
Drawing his saber, Long Fei killed his enemies with his strange steps. He came to the side of the Japanese leader, who was in a hurry to change his magazine.
However, he would never be able to reload all the magazines in his life. The Tang sword in Long Fei's hand left several afterimages as it cut through the heavy rain. It also flashed past the Japanese leader's neck.
The head flew up. Long Fei stepped forward and stabbed the head with his saber. The blade pointed to the sky. The rain washed down the remaining blood on Long Fei's head and drenched his face.
What kind of scene would that be? The Grim Reaper's scythe wouldn't even be one-tenth as terrifying as the current Killer God.
Not to mention Long Fei's enemies, even Mu Yurou, who was sitting in the car, was already trembling. How could she have imagined that Long Fei, who was still chatting and laughing just now, would become a god of death just like that? If there were demons present, they would probably be trembling.
While everyone was in a daze, Long Feique still did not give up the anger in his heart.
I've already killed their leader on the spot. Brothers, let this group of dogs know what the Grim Reaper is. What was a demon?
Damn it, I'll take your souls."
In return, I will give you the fear that makes your souls tremble.
Kill-
As soon as he finished speaking, Long Fei threw the bloody head of the Japanese leader onto the battlefield.
At this moment, some people had already started to run away crazily. Of course, there were also some who did not run away because their legs were no longer listening to their orders. What Yamato spirit, what loyalty to the emperor.
For the Japanese, fear was far more intense than death.
Thirteen people had actually killed more than a thousand people and scattered. The concept of running away became a plague that spread on the battlefield.
Long Fei did not stop and continued to harvest souls as if he did not know fatigue. Usually, he would pierce through two or three of them with a single slash.
Yu Hai Feng also waved the saber in his hand crazily. He, who had always regarded life as grass, did not have any pity at this moment. He only hated that his saber was slow and that he did not kill enough people.
Although Feng Yun was almost unable to lift the saber in his hand, after hearing Long Fei's words, for some reason, new strength immediately appeared in his body.
The Flying Dragon Guards were the same. They had already forgotten their fear, and after hearing Long Fei's words, they immediately regained their strength. It was as if the battle just now did not consume any of their strength at all.
Perhaps this was the so-called potential. They had truly shown their full potential now because of their admiration for Long Fei and the hatred that every Chinese person had for the Japanese. If someone believed it, they could say that the heroic spirits who had died at the hands of the Japanese were helping Long Fei and the others.
Squeak-squeak-
Before the battle ended, there was the sound of urgent brakes. Long Fei finally saw the arrival of reinforcements.
Tian Yang led the brothers of Dragon Hall and Blazing Sun Hall, and Shangguan Yue led Blood Moon.
There was also the Soul Severing Group that could make people's hearts stop when they appeared.
The people from the Soul Severing Group were still fine. When the people from the other halls saw the scene on the battlefield, many of them directly vomited. The worst ones were the members of Blood Moon. All of them turned pale and vomited.
Shangguan Yue was the same, but when he saw Long Fei, his heart suddenly ached as if it was being torn apart, and he instantly lost all rationality.
Jumping into the battlefield, he directly pierced the Emei Spike through the forehead of a Japanese soldier, piercing through the back of the enemy's head with a bloody sword.
The dragon flew on the road and killed him, leaving nothing.
After saying that, he relaxed and could no longer hold the Tang sword in his hand.
The Tang sword in his hand fell to the ground.
Plop---the person also followed.
Thump, thump, thump, another twelve sounds, and the rest of them fell down as well.
The thirteen of them had already lost consciousness. They were too tired. His physical strength had already been overdrawn or exceeded his limit.
He lay in the blood river, covered in blood. Even his face was covered in blood.
Shangguan Yue, Tian Yang, and Yue Bing were about to go crazy. Tian Yang and Yue Bing were brothers who had fought for their lives. How could they bear to see such a scene?
Shangguan Yue loved Long Fei even more, so she couldn't stand it anymore.
Yue Bing roared angrily,"Kill them, whoever lets one of them escape, bring your head to me."
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