Look back slowly.

The air suddenly became quiet.

It was as quiet as if there was no whimpering from the wind.

The Japanese were quiet because they felt heavy pressure. They realized that Isetani Mian was not Yang Yue's opponent.

Two battles, two injuries, but the opponent has no scars. This is the difference.

Xiangzhi Xinchao's face looked ugly as if it was the bottom of a pot.

He couldn't accept everything he saw.

Too painful.

Too unbelievable.

There are such powerful cavalry in the Eighth Route Army!

It's completely unimaginable.

Even the three men of Iseya couldn't do anything to each other!

Even if you cause a little wound to the other party, you can't do it! The other party is completely unaffected!

"Baga!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

Mion Isetani was furious. He suddenly lost his mind.

He grabbed the horse's belly and rushed towards Yang Yue furiously.

Yang Yue calmly grabbed the horse's belly and faced the battle head-on.

The war horse accelerates.

The distance between the two sides was quickly shortened.

One hundred meters!

Fifty meters!

Twenty meters!

Miko Isetani suddenly tilted her body and fell directly below the horse's belly.

Yang Yue's eyes flashed.

Grass!

So sinister!

I actually want to chop off the horse's legs!

Grass!

It's despicable!

If you don't kill me, kill my horse!

However, he had no time to turn his horse's head. The distance was too close.

then……

Yang Yue suddenly fell off his horse.

Xue Feng's knife slashed forward fiercely, slashing directly at the opponent's waist.

The three men of Iseya's eyes sank...

Damn it!

The other party’s knife came so fast!

Too fast...

Why so fast?

It's so fast that he has no chance to stop him...

Puff!

The saber passed by...

Yang Yue pulled the reins and returned to the horse's back.

The war horse rushed out more than a hundred feet before slowly stopping and looking back at the opponent's empty horseback.

The enemy is dead.

Yang Yue knew very well.

It was not an equestrian confrontation just now. Infantry hand-to-hand combat.

The Xuefeng sword in his hand flew directly through the other party's waist, as if he had cut a layer of spider web.

Mian Isetani shouldn't do this.

real.

He is purely seeking death!

He looked down at the Xuefeng knife in his hand, but there was still no trace of blood.

very good.

I like to kill people without blood.

"Ding Dong!"

"You successfully killed a powerful enemy."

"You get a special reward: 7.62mm Mosinnagan rifle bullets for 50,000 rounds."

"You can't control..."

"The reward has been assigned to the Eighth Route Army's remaining troops..."

System brief prompts.

Yang Yue's heart is as calm as water.

Rewards and other things don't matter. What's important is...

Now he is already qualified to follow Sun Desheng. Next time, Sun Desheng and the enemy's slashed soldiers, he can join.

and……
Chapter completed!