I, Jiajing, Emperor Longevity

Chapter 46 What Grade?Do the same martial arts as me

Kazuki Yamamoto will never forget that in 1939, he personally participated in the Nomonkan Battle that broke out in the Sino-Mongolian border area.

It was a contest between steel, large-scale industrial production and will, flesh and blood.

At that time, General Zhukov, the commander of the First Army of the Soviet Army in the Far East, concentrated four tank brigades, 250 aircraft and [-] cannons. The arrogant Japanese army had realized what modern warfare is.

The fleet roared in the sky, the artillery roared on the ground, aerial bombs and large-caliber artillery shells blew up the Japanese positions into a sea of ​​flames.

The intensity of firepower strikes is unprecedented for devils.

In the depths of the unobstructed Gobi, on a frontage of more than ten kilometers wide, flying dust swept the earth, and thousands of T32 Soviet tanks came overwhelmingly.

The tracks of the tanks mercilessly crushed the spirit and body of the Japanese soldiers, and buried the arrogant northward ambition of the Japanese Empire in the desert of Mongolia.

In this service, the Japanese army killed more than 3000 people, while the Soviet army suffered less than [-] casualties.

Nomenkan, a devilish name, it left a painful memory to Kazuki Yamamoto like a brand that can never be erased.

As a realist, Kazuki Yamamoto knew that he could not change the equipment of the Japanese army, but he still had the power to equip this small special force with less than a hundred people with advanced weapons.

Each member of the secret service team is equipped with a German-made Ximasi MP38 submachine gun and a German-made 20-round shell pistol. Each combat team has 10 people and is equipped with two light machine guns. The individual firepower is satisfactory.

As a practitioner of special operations, Kazuki Yamamoto naturally attached great importance to martial arts.

However, as a master of martial arts, his status is so precious, how could he go deep into the front line to fight.

Today, he finally personally felt the power of the Grandmaster's special operations.

Youzuka Yoshio, he died unjustly!

The moon is dark and the wind is high at night, killing people and setting fires.

At 22:50, Kazuki Yamamoto's special agents had climbed the cliff and circled to the village where the Independence Regiment was stationed, blocking the escape route into the mountain.The safety of the submachine guns in the hands of the special agents at the entrance of the village has been opened, and they are all in the attacking position.

They were all looking at the luminous watches on their wrists, only waiting for the action at 23:[-].

And the devil's five masters are the forwards.

At exactly 23:[-], the sentinel of the Independent Regiment standing at the entrance of the former village suddenly felt a white light flash in front of his eyes without noticing it, and he collapsed before he had time to shout out.

Just as the lurking whistle about 30 meters away from the village whistle felt wrong, a black shadow rushed towards him like a tiger, and then Ito stood up.

"what?!"

Jiajing, who was practicing martial arts under the moonlight, suddenly felt a trace of killing intent sensitively.

This palpitation came extremely suddenly.

"The devil is coming! Enemy attack!"

After firing the gun, Jiajing strode towards the entrance of the village. Sure enough, there were shadows in the darkness, with a strong smell of blood.

After killing a few agents, Gong Er showed a sneer on his innocent face.

Chi!
In the next second, a sound like tearing brocade appeared in her chest!
This great master of ninjutsu, Demon Sword Ito, is covered in mud all over his body, his clothes are pitch-black, his face is covered with a layer of black and blue, his beard and hair are also pitch-black, and only two eyeballs are shining in the dark night The strange blood light.

He holds a jet-black samurai sword with chrysanthemum-like cloud patterns on the body.

As soon as it exploded from the soil, the tip of the knife was sent lightly, but it was like a swordfish walking through the water. The tip of the knife was straight, and the wrist vibrated and swam away. There was no sound of piercing wind, and it stabbed straight in front of Gong Er. It exploded suddenly.

Four strings sound like cracked silk!

At the same time, the tip of the knife enveloped Gong Er's chest, heart, lungs, and throat.

In particular, the saber intent and killing intent contained in this saber were completely exuded in this blast like a tearing silk. Looking at his blood-red eyes, it gave people the feeling that his body suddenly became cold, and the surroundings A monstrous wind suddenly rose.

"Humph!"

Jiajing stretched out his bright wrist, and his green fingers caught the blade from the countless cold lights in an instant. Before Ito Nanyun could exert all his strength, his bones trembled with high frequency.

"Crack..."

The blade broke off and cut towards Ito Nan's neck with inertia.

"idiot!"

Ito Nan's flying head still roared freely.

Gong Er cut off his head with one move, and Tamura Shangyoshi, who was pregnant with Heluo Yubo, came out of the darkness. He thought he could join forces with Ito Nan, but he didn't expect that Ito Nan, a ninjutsu master, was performing head flying.

"What level? I practice the same martial arts as me."

Yu Bu, Jiajing is too familiar.

It was the same Yubu, but when Jiajing used it, it seemed that he had rolled up a monstrous wave, and in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of Shangyi Tamura.

"retreat……"

The voice did not fall.

boom!
Tamura Shangyoshi only felt the huge impact contained in Gong Er's fist strength. As soon as he hit it, his bones all over his body rattled instantly, and at the same time, his ears were also buzzing, as if Thousands of bees are calling...

Then, the seven orifices bleed, the bones were broken inch by inch, and collapsed like muddy meat.

"Who are you?" Pure Chinese pronunciation.

One master per move, how can we fight?
The one who asked the question with an incomparably sad voice was a thin but straight Japanese man with a military and bookish air.

This person is none other than the Vice Admiral of the Japanese Navy, Takeyama Oede who will be qualified to be a general in the future, and also a Japanese scholar who studies Wang Yangming's "mind study".

"Bageya Road! Zhushan, make a move, the jade fragment is here."

Kikume Sarunosuke's boxing skills are not equal to his body at all. He is thin and small, but his boxing skills are in a mess. Even with two punches, the punches are explosive.The distance is so long, the arm is like a big iron rod, and the fist is like a pair of big hammers.

This kind of strength is naturally not bad.

Be able to start a sect.

Jiajing didn't care at all, twisted her petite body, and punched out, lightly and silently, at the moment when it was about to imprint on the opponent's body.

Suddenly there was a riot, buzzing, like thunder and lightning.

After killing him with one move, Jiajing stomped on the Golden Goose Kung Fu, caught up with the escaped martial artist Takeda Kakuei, broke his limbs, and returned again.

As for Kazuki Yamamoto's secret service team, he didn't need to worry about it. Ding Lianshan had already led an independent team to counterattack.

And Gong Baosen was standing not far from the big branch of Zhushan, with deep eyes.

"Dijun, this person has a very high status, he is the vice admiral of the devil's navy. If the old man remembers correctly, your excellency should be called Zhushan Dazhi."

"Hey, Mr. Gong actually recognizes me... Let me understand! Who is the emperor you are talking about?"

Jiajing frowned slightly, muttering the name "Zhushan Dazhi" in his heart, and then said with a smile: "You have no right to know who I am!"

"Ugh!"

In the next second, the vice admiral who was just about to die with his arms tied was not afraid of death. Suddenly, one hand fluttered lightly like a cloud, spun twice, and the other hand was thrown violently, like a big iron whip slamming down in the air. The technique is quite similar to the "single whip" and "cloud hand" of Taijiquan.

But Jiajing knew that it was a technique in Aiki martial arts.

Facing Zhushan Dazhi's attack, Jiajing did not move. He rushed and collided, and when the two were handing over, he threw a punch.

Boom!
When Zhushan Dazhi hit Gong Er's body by a hair's breadth, Gong Er's fist had already penetrated through his lower abdomen!
In an instant, the martial arts master seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and his arms hung limply. Jiajing's arms shook, splitting his body from the middle.

Blood rained all over the sky!The fishy smell splattered everywhere.

Nuomenkan, a devilish name!Taihang Mountain is also a devilish name!
That night, the devil's martial arts fell to the bottom...

(End of this chapter)