The Old Man of the Anti-japanese War is a Devil

Because the ghost soldiers released water on purpose, these sticks quickly reached a place not too far away from Ji Dong, and each of them seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, staring straight at Ji Dong, as if they were watching Like a peerless beauty who stripped/naked.

Pooh.

Ji Dong spit out the cigarette butt. Since these sticks came to seek death, why didn't he do it?

At this time, showing one or two hands can also make the ghost soldiers admire him more and follow him more wholeheartedly. .

Chapter 203 Do It Yourself (Please Automatically)

Swish.

Ding Deng Deng.

what?

When he saw Lin Yi waving his hand and sending away the ghost soldiers who were protecting him in front of him, the gang didn't stare out their eyes, and their faces were full of disbelief. What's going on?

Swish.

Cold light splashed, and the samurai sword was unsheathed.

click.

When they saw Ji Dong draw out his samurai sword, those guys finally understood that Ji Yi wanted to deal with nearly [-] of them alone.

In an instant, they fell into a rage, their faces were full of aggrieved expressions, they were twenty people, not twenty pigs, and that guy came to single-handedly, which obviously didn't take them seriously Ah, being so underestimated, how could they not be aggrieved and angry?

"kill."

The leader Bang Zili yelled, and rushed towards Ji Dong with a wave of the big knife in his hand. The cold murderous intent surged on his body. He had never seen such an arrogant person in his life. He must kill that damned guy. It's impossible to smash a corpse into pieces.

thump.

With a touch of his right foot, Ji Dong also moved. He burst out with all his strength, without holding back his hand at all, like a cheetah chasing its prey with all its strength, and flew out in a flash.

fast!

too fast!

Those sticks only felt a black shadow flash in front of them, and when they saw clearly again, Ji Dong was only a meter or two away from them.

"ah."

A stick yelled, and the bayonet in his hand stabbed straight at Ji Dong's chest.

Swish.

The speed didn't even stop for a little bit, Ji Dong just turned sideways and easily dodged, and the whole person flashed past the stick.

call.

The stick only saw a icy cold light flashing in front of his eyes, and then Ji Dong disappeared from his sight.

What about people?

His face was full of horror, and he wanted to turn his head. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his neck, and there was a rustling sound like running water.

He raised his hand and touched it. It was blood, all warm scarlet blood. Only then did he know that his neck had been cut open the moment the cold light came on.

thump.

thump.

The body fell backwards, and at the last moment of his life, he saw Ji Dong's back, and he had already jumped into the crowd of his companions.

"kill him."

"superior."

Although shocked by Ji Dong's speed, the superiority of the number of people gave such a stick an unparalleled confidence. A group of guys held bayonets and brandished big knives, and rushed towards Ji Yi.

when.

A stick beamed with joy, he blocked Ji Dong's samurai sword, but within a second, the smile on his face froze completely, because with a crash, the sharp samurai sword slashed along the back of the knife.

puff.

Hot blood spattered.

"what."

There was a scream like a pig being killed, and with a bang, the big knife and a few bloody fingers fell to the ground at the same time.

boom.

Another kick in the stomach, the screaming stopped abruptly, the guy felt as if he had been hit by an oncoming car, he flew upside down, and hit the two behind with a bang. Immediately, on the stick, the three guys all fell to the ground.

call.

There was an ear-piercing scream from the back of his head, but Lin Yi didn't even turn his head. He flipped his right hand over and stabbed back fiercely. With a bang, the blood-stained katana sank into the belly of a stick. middle.

The guy's body immediately froze there, the big knife held in both hands was still held high, facing the back of Ji Dong's head, but it couldn't fall down no matter what.

This?

The other sticks were all dumbfounded, and their faces were all pale. From Lin Yi rushing over to 277 now, in just a dozen or so breaths, they still hadn't reacted, but Lin Yi even killed several times in a row. People, like entering no man's land, this strength is a bit too scary.

At this moment, they finally understood why the devil soldiers around them didn't try their best to protect this chief. It turned out that the guy in front of him was a super expert at all.

"Humph."

At this time, a cold snort sounded, and the leading stick came over with a big knife, his face was gloomy, "What are you afraid of, let me chop him up."

Seeing him, the sticks around who were stunned by Ji Dong's instant killing breathed a sigh of relief. With their number one master here, they will definitely be able to deal with that devil.

Ding Deng Deng.

As soon as he appeared, the leading stick rushed towards Ji Dong, exuding a suffocating bloody murderous intent from his body, he just swore in his heart that he would definitely cut Lin Yi to pieces. .

Chapter 204

boom.

Kicking a stick in front of him away with one kick, Ji Dong also turned to look at the leader stick. This guy had some strength, but he wasn't enough to threaten him.

click.

Seeing that Ji Dong didn't dodge or dodge, that stick clenched his teeth again, and the aggrieved look on his face had reached an extreme. He had always claimed to be an out-and-out master, but he With Ji Dong's contempt again and again, the anger in his heart has reached a point where it cannot be added.

If he didn't kill Ji Dong, he felt that he would be so aggrieved that he vomited blood and died.

call.

The big knife swung across, and the cold light splashed.

He is very satisfied with this knife, this is his best knife, although it looks ordinary, but it contains infinite changes, this is what the Chinese old man often taught him, it is called returning to basics.

call.

The sound of piercing the air became more and more sharp, and between the lightning and the flint, the big knife slashed straight at Lin Yi's head. Before the knife arrived, the strong wind came first, and Ji Dong's military uniform fluttered a little, which shows the power of this knife .

"Die."

With a loud roar, the guy poured all his strength towards his right hand.

"Kill me, are you worthy?"

A faint voice sounded.

Domineering!

So arrogant!

The ghost soldiers around all stared straight at Ji Zibing, staring at Ji Yi full of admiration. Although there were only five words, they showed Ji Yi's self-confidence and arrogance to the fullest.

Still dare to be arrogant?

That guy's teeth were almost broken, and he didn't speak anymore. He felt that the best way to relieve his hatred now was to chop Ji Dong to the ground, then step on his face with his feet, and look down at him like a winner. Lin Yi.

Swish.

Seeing Lin Yi swinging the knife to block, a mocking sneer appeared on his face, he pressed his wrist slightly, and with a swish, the big knife deflected, changing from a straight cut to an oblique cut.

when.

There was a sound of steel clashing, and Ji Dong's samurai sword blocked the guy's broadsword.

How can this be?

The guy's eyeballs almost popped out, it's not surprising that they were blocked, but what shocked him was that Ji Dong blocked his attack so easily.

thump.

And Ji Dong stepped forward with his right foot and jumped forward.

not good.

That guy's face changed suddenly. He had seen Ji Dong's shot before, and knew that Ji Dong's speed was very fast, but he didn't expect that the speed was so fast.

call.

The samurai sword was drawn across the air and cut down.

The samurai sword was drawn across the air and cut down.

when.

blocked.

However, there was no joy on that guy's face, because a huge force surged from the knife, causing his feet to flicker, showing signs of bending towards the ground. Fortunately, he supported Living.

call.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Ji Dong raised his right hand, and then dropped it again.

Damn.

The stick cursed in his heart, so he could only hastily lift the sword up again.

when.