Beat the devil with a system

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"Brothers, rush up and chop off these bastard little devils for me!"

Li Hong roared, then stretched out his right hand, pulled out the killing knife carried by the guard behind his back, and rushed into the devil's position at the head of the horse.

"Security team, kill—"

The soldiers of the security regiment at the back raised their big knives, and the sound of killing was loud, like a pack of wolves, rushing towards the little devil in a threatening manner.

"Imperial soldiers, the time has come to be loyal to the emperor, show your courage and fight the Chinese soldiers!"

Mishima Langping, the captain of the Devils Alliance, shouted to the Devils soldiers.

The remaining two or three hundred devil soldiers did not hesitate to fight with the bayonets. They immediately took out the shining bayonets from the back of their waists and put them on the guns.

"We fought with the Chinese soldiers, we would rather die than be prisoners!!!"

The ghost soldiers encouraged each other's morale, and then they picked up the bayonet-mounted rifles and rushed towards the security guards fearlessly.

Soon, five or six hundred people from both sides fought together in close quarters, and a fierce hand-to-hand battle began.

The metal cold weapons collided together, making a crisp "clang clang clang" sound.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Ah, ah, ah!"

Shouts of killing and screams rang out one after another.

Li Hong held the killing knife, and his body was filled with murderous aura, like a desperate beast. He frequently waved the big knife, mercilessly chopping down the little devils around him.

More than a dozen little devils fell under his knife one after another, and the knife was covered with the blood of the enemy.

Li Hong slashed towards the devil's chief, his bravery was unstoppable, and every little devil who fought against him would be decapitated if he couldn't escape the second blow.

On the way he slashed and killed, the ground was covered with the devil's stumped limbs and broken arms, as well as bloody watermelon heads.

The two sides fought and strangled together, and the soldiers spared no effort to kill each other with various stabbing skills.

The cold light of the sword flickered on the battlefield, and the blood from the victim was thrown out, and soldiers from both sides fell on the battlefield with mutual casualties.

After a few minutes of hand-to-hand combat, more and more corpses of little devils were found on the ground, and the devil soldiers were surrounded and hacked to death by soldiers from the security regiment.

"Ah, ah..."

Mishima Langping waved his command knife and easily killed two security regiment soldiers with a cruel smile on his face.

"Chinese soldiers, your army is as vulnerable as your stabbing skills!"

Mishima Langping looked at the corpses of security regiment soldiers on the ground, and said arrogantly.

When he was in the army school, he learned martial arts and various cold weapon fighting skills. In addition, Mishima Langping also knew some one-shot sword skills.

Yidao style is a kind of superb swordsmanship that is highly respected by the little devil warriors. This school of swordsmanship usually uses bamboo knives in practice. The main point of the attack is to "cut off".

Li Hong saw Mishima Langping brazenly talking there, holding the killing knife in both hands, and rushed forward without saying a word, using a move of "one knife cut".

With a flash of the knife, the sharp blade chopped off Mishima Langping's head.

Mishima Langping is worthy of being a master of martial arts assassination, his reaction is very quick, he hastily turned his body sideways, and instinctively raised the command knife in his hand to block it by his side.

He knew the power of a knife cut, and Li Hong's knife was very powerful, so Mishima Langping didn't dare to stand on top of his head and take the knife forcefully.

"Clang!"

Two steel knives are intertwined.

The killing knife was intact, but the commanding knife in Mishima Langhei's hand was broken.

Mishima Langhei received the knife very reluctantly, his body stumbled and retreated several meters.

"It turned out to be a single cut..."

Mishima Langping looked at the command saber in his hand that had been broken in two, and looked at Li Hong with a look of astonishment on his face.

If Mishima Langping hadn't raised his knife to block it just now, otherwise, his head would have been split into two pieces of rotten watermelon by the killer knife.

Li Hong looked at the big devil on the opposite side, and said with a cold smile, "Little devil, the three-legged cat's swordsmanship is still pretending to be b. When it comes to swordsmanship, China is the ancestor of your little devil. I, your ancestor, will teach you how to use a knife today." !"

"Baga, arrogant guy!" Mishima Langping glanced at the domineering killing knife in Li Hong's hand, and asked, "What kind of knife is that in your hand?"

"Little devil, listen carefully, the knife in your ancestor's hand is called Killing Kou Dao, a knife specially designed to kill you little devils, see if I don't chop off your head!"

"Chinese man, kill!"

Li Hong roared violently, and charged forward with the Kou-killing knife.

"ah!"

Mishima Langping had no timidity, he fought with Li Hong holding the command knife in both hands.

"Ding ding ding!"

Li Hong used the Da Dao team's saber technique and the Qi family's saber technique. His saber technique was simple and rough, fast and ruthless, without any useless tricks.

Mishima Langping couldn't resist Li Hong's saber attack at all, he resisted with difficulty, and was forced to retreat steadily.

"Click"

A cold knife light fell, and one arm of Mishima Langping was chopped off by Li Hong.

"what!"

Mishima Langping's broken arm was bleeding violently, he gritted his teeth in pain, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Before he could stand still, another knife shadow flashed towards his neck.

"puff!"

Suddenly, Mishima Langping's eyeballs popped out, his face was hideous, and there was a bright red knife mark on his neck.

"Okay, knife, method..."

After finishing speaking, Mishima Langping's neck burst into a column of blood, and a large amount of blood spattered. Immediately, his body softened and he knelt down slowly on the ground.

Li Hong's eyes were fierce, and he looked at the devil who was kneeling in front of him, and spat out a mouthful of phlegm in disdain.

End of this chapter

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