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Wei Xun and Liu Minneng were also on the boat. When they saw Xia Houhu and Xiang Peng jumping off the boat, their eyes widened in disbelief.
sharp!
It¡¯s really awesome!
Wei Xun looked at Wang Qi. At this moment, Wang Qi stamped his foot, and he jumped up. His feet lightly stepped on the side of the warship. After using his strength, he fell from the air with his hands behind his back. Standing on the Kakoshima ferry.
Wei Xun¡¯s cheeks twitched.
King Qi¡¯s strength is really great!
Wei Xun took a deep breath. Together with Liu Mineng, he and the soldiers walked up the ladder and disembarked from the ship. After everyone disembarked, they all landed on the shore in a short period of time.
This scene fell in the eyes of Hattori Shimosaburo.
Saburo, the subordinate of Hattori, did not come directly to fight. Instead, he walked out step by step wearing wooden clogs and holding his head high. His eyes were very unruly and even more confident. He fell on Wang Qi's army, which was all lined up, and shouted: "I am Saburo, a subordinate of the Japanese army, who is Wang Qi?"
His words were in Zhou Mandarin, which was a little awkward, but could be understood clearly.
After Wang Qi heard this, he looked at Hattori Shimo Saburo. He should be one of the top masters. After all, the opponent's aura, appearance and age can be judged at a glance.
Wang Qi stepped forward unhurriedly and deliberately said provocatively: "I am right here. I will serve you as Saburo. If you commit suicide now, I can promise to leave your body intact."
"Hahaha¡¡"
After Hattori Saburo heard this, he couldn't help laughing.
There is sarcasm in the laughter.
There is even more disdain.
Wang Qi is so overconfident that it would be outrageous to let him commit suicide as soon as he opens his mouth.
Hattori's Saburo said: "Wang Qi, you are really self-righteous. We Japanese warriors dare to fight and kill. Every one of us licks blood from the edge of the knife and kills countless people. With just a few words of yours, you can threaten people. It¡¯s a fool¡¯s dream. If you want to fight, I will accompany you to the end.¡±
At this point, a hint of cunning flashed across Saburo's eyes, and he continued: "I heard that the Great Zhou Dynasty is a country of etiquette. In that case, Wang Qi, do you dare to compete with the people under my command? Soldiers against soldiers, will be against each other. Generals, each will send out generals to fight."
Wang Qi heard it funny.
The so-called soldiers against soldiers, against generals, Hattori Shizaburo actually wanted to play a game of provocation. Hattori Shimosaburo's confidence is that both Hattori Shimosaburo and Murata Kazuo are masters at the master level.
Hattori Saburo is even more certain that as long as Murata Kazuo comes out to challenge, no one can resist.
Wang Qi knew it well and asked: "How do you plan to compete?"
Saburo, his subordinate, was overjoyed and took advantage of the situation and said: "My general Kazuo Murata came out to challenge, and your general also came out to challenge, and the two sides competed."
Wang Qidao: "Okay, I agree."
Hattori Saburo looked at Kazuo Murata and nodded.
Murata Kazuo also nodded solemnly in response. He already understood Hattori Shimozaburo's intention and took advantage of this opportunity to kill Wang Qi's men, thus suppressing the morale of Wang Qi's side and weakening Wang Qi's side's combat effectiveness.
Kazuo Murata stood up holding a Japanese sword, and with a clang, the Japanese sword was unsheathed. He held the knife in both hands and said: "Kazuo Murata is here, who dares to fight?"
Wang Qi ordered: "Xia Houhu, come and fight. Fight quickly, don't delay."
"Follow your orders!"
Xia Houhu replied.
He stepped forward with two golden hammers that beat drums and urns. Xia Houhu was a little more than two meters tall. Standing on the ground, he looked like an iron pagoda, which put great pressure on people. In particular, Xiahou Hu killed countless people, crawling around on the battlefield, soaked in murderous intent.
He was fighting opposite Kazuo Murata, and the overwhelming pressure made Kazuo Murata feel shaken.
Kazuo Murata¡¯s height is only a little over 160 centimeters, making him short. Although he is said to be powerful, but when compared on the battlefield, the difference is immediately obvious, just like a grown man competing with a three-year-old child.
Hattori Saburo also frowned slightly.
Wang Qi is a bit fierce!
Saburo, the subordinate of Hattori, said in a deep voice: "Murata-kun, go all out, don't hold back, kill the opponent in one battle. The people of Dazhou may seem to be burly, but in fact they are embroidered pillows, not worth mentioning."
Kazuo Murata said: "Understood!"
Kazuo Murata held the knife in both hands, shouted low, and rushed out. He rushed out with small steps, extremely fast. When??, the knife is pointed upright, with the handle resting in the direction of his right shoulder. This is his standard impact action.
Once he rushes in front of Wang Qi, he swings the knife with both hands and strikes with the strongest force.
Wang Qi stood there, motionless.
In the blink of an eye, the distance between the two sides narrowed to less than ten steps.
Wang Qi's Ziji Jing was operating to the extreme, with a pair of eyes full of purple light, and his mental power directly invaded Hattori Shimozaburo's mind. He used a move to kill the soul. Under the unparalleled power, Hattori Shimozaburo, who was rushing forward, suddenly stopped, and his consciousness sluggish.
Even Hattori Shimosaburo¡¯s consciousness fell into chaos.
Wang Qi did not continue to use the Purple Ji Sutra and stepped forward with the Tai'a Sword. He rushed in front of Hattori Shimozaburo and slashed down with the Tai'a sword in the air.
"Bah!"
The blade of the sword slashed down, severing Hattori Saburo's right arm and cutting off both arms. Red blood immediately spattered out, and the bloody right arm fell to the ground with a plop.
Hattori Saburo screamed subconsciously. His consciousness had not fully recovered, but at this moment, he felt hysterical pain, which made him unable to help but make a sound.
Wang Qi's face was extremely cold. The Tai'a sword that had been slashed down spun in the air and was immediately lifted up.
The edge of the sword passed under Saburo's left arm.
With a squeak, his left arm broke and fell to the ground. Blood spilled all over the ground again.
Saburo, the subordinate, screamed again and staggered back. He had regained consciousness slightly and was staring at Wang Qi with a look of pain and ferocity on his face. There was even more fear and uneasiness in his eyes. How could it be?
How could Wang Qi be so strong?
This strength is almost stronger than Xiahou Hudu. It's just that Hattori Shimozaburo's consciousness has not fully recovered at this moment. He didn't even have time to think about it, and Wang Qi came in again.
Saburo, his subordinate, screamed and instinctively retreated again, while Wang Qi kept swinging his sword as he approached, the sword light flashed, and the sound of the blade cutting his skin could be heard.
Saburo, his subordinate, kept screaming, and his body and back were constantly being cut apart by the approaching Wang Qiti sword. Under the wounds, Hattori Shimozaburo was completely like a bloody man, staggering around in circles, but he couldn't fall down.
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