Blood was like a fountain, constantly spraying out.

Liu Zhenming raised his right hand high again.

A louder scream sounded, Kobayashi's face was tangled like a mozzarella, her brows were tense, and she felt endless pain. Both arms were lost, and the pain was heartbreaking.

"You are not the first or the last one to die under my Liu Zhenming's knife."

Liu Zhenming roared angrily and cut the steel knife out as it was.

The fire flashed, and a dazzling light suddenly burst out from the steel knife, and the knife light slashed flat from Kobayashi's neck.

A knife was cut, and the blade brought out a bunch of warm blood.

With this knife, Kobayashi's head rolled to the ground.

The Japanese soldiers were extremely shocked in their eyes. The Japanese had a custom that those whose heads were cut off could not return to their hometowns, so what they feared most was that their heads were cut off.

Aware of the fear of the Japanese, Liu Zhenming roared, like a whirlwind, and turned to the other soldiers without hesitation, chopping and slashing, and wherever he passed, there was only a piece of corpse.

"Back, back!"

The Japanese soldiers could no longer resist and retreated uncontrollably.
Chapter completed!