Chapter 742： 8 Impressions (1/2)
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Qin Sheng, a man holding a knife a few steps forward, gathered towards Pei Ziyun.
On the other hand, Qin Sheng Wenshu quickly followed his father, stepping on his feet, cutting his soldiers towards Pei Ziyun, keeping in mind his father ’s prompt: ”Be careful, be careful and be careful, and never find Yamada until you find a suitable opportunity. The letter was half hostile! ”
Not long ago, Qin Shengyi and Qin Sheng Wenshu arrived at the battlefield and saw Pei Ziyun, who used an artifact, invincible, and entered the army with his own strength.
To be honest, Qin Sheng Wenshu was shocked at the time!
He can hardly imagine that there are still such terrible people in the society today!
For a long time, Qin Sheng Wen Shu believed that a samurai who had never been killed by a thousand people in history has been so sure because he had been trained by a warrior.
A samurai without extraordinary strength, it would be great to kill ten ordinary soldiers.
Even if there is a curse, it is impossible for a hundred people to cut, so even when you see a hundred people cut or a thousand people cut in the secret volume of Jinchuan Shrine, you just smile and don't mind.
This is all fabricated by the ancients and does not exist!
As far as he knows, even the most powerful samurai can only get one hundred under extremely favorable conditions.
And not only do you think so, you once asked your father this question: ”Is there a real hundred people in this world?”
At that time, a man named Qin Sheng carefully thought for two days before telling: ”If it is said that the accumulation of beheading is possible, it may be, but if it is annihilated at one time, it is impossible for the world to exist like this now!”
”Unless it's Heian.”
In the Heian era, the night with hundreds of ghosts and monsters, Qin Sheng Wenshu always thought it was a joke, but when he saw Pei Ziyun going in and out of this thousand army, he finally understood that the ancient records originally did not deceive, and the world really did. Horrible man!
Seeing this, Qin Sheng was very shocked!
”Unfortunately, I can't do it anymore.” One man, Qin Sheng, remembered what he was doing, and his heart was bitter.
Not only did he want to kill Yamada Shinichi, but more importantly, he had long betrayed the **** of Jinchuan Shrine, and the death of Shidu Chengren was the result of betrayal.
He did not kill Shinichi Yamada and the gods of the Chuan Shrine. He was still alive and miserable after death. He naturally knew in his heart that he had no choice.
”Anyway, Tianjin God is still the strongest.”
”My choice is not wrong.”
One man, Qin Sheng, knew that it was impossible to take the hard way, using Pei Ziyun's horrific martial arts, I am afraid that the two were killed with one sword before approaching Pei Ziyun!
Therefore, carefully remind his son to pretend that Pei Ziyun joins the battlefield!
One man, Serio, has never leaked half of his hostility in front of Pei Ziyun, and Pei Ziyun has seen himself in a shrine on previous occasions. This is a very good reason to approach.
By that time, as long as a little blood is stabbed, even a drop of blood, the divine power of Tianjin God can destroy the soul of this person.
”Yamada-kun, the shrine knows that something went wrong and asks us to help you!” One man, Qin Sheng, shouted again, took his son up, his sword was sharp, and several soldiers were also hacked.
Pei Ziyun nodded and continued to kill the past.
Those who have experienced killing will not be unfamiliar with this sound. This is the sound produced by the rapid cutting of the white blade, which instantly penetrates through the human organs.
The fighting between the two sides was permeated with horrific murderous power. The dark clouds over the entire shrine suddenly covered the sky, and the battlefield was darkened with a layer of blood.
Pei Ziyun didn't hesitate to rush in. The knife turned around and moved with the knife. Seeing wherever he went, more than ten people were killed and killed, just like a sickle cut grass.
Qin Sheng's father and son approached, they were shocked in their hearts, and even took a slow step. At this moment, suddenly, one person spoke loudly, with a resolute tone, and looked in the past. Lords, be loyal to the country! ”
Shao Zuo's tone was somber and foreheaded, and then he sang up.
”My emperor is flourishing, and it will be for generations.”
”The grit is rocky, and moss is everywhere.”
As soon as this song came out, even the army soul was a bit horrified. At this time, all the infections sang together: ”I am the emperor, and passed on from generation to generation, until the fine stones become giant rocks and grow thick moss.”
In his eyes, the war was ignited, and the tragic decisiveness was immediately born.
Pei Ziyun didn't speak, and flung up more violently. The two soldiers who only sang a song immediately separated and became a flame.
Then he rushed to Shao Zuo.
”I'm Oya, I'm overjoyed, Yongshan sees the stream” The word hasn't come down yet. The wooden sword has arrived. The young man shuts up suddenly, the saber stuns and pierces Pei Ziyun's waist. The knife is fierce and accurate. specialty.
Fighting in the army, especially the use of cold weapons, is typically a one-shot kill. If you see blood, you will die or you will die, and more importantly, your comrades will cooperate.
Sure enough, no instructions were needed, followed by Shao Zuo's two men, rushing forward, crossing left and right, stabbing with a gun, stabbing through the air, making a sharp sound.
No matter how strong martial arts, can we match?
Almost at the same time, Qin Shengyi and Qin Sheng Wenshu approached Pei Ziyun. As soon as he turned around, Pei Ziyun lifted his knife and stabbed him.
Pei Ziyun sneered and drank, ”Bound!”