Chapter 1660 Bloodthirsty and Furious

Following Matsuyama Yodai's order, the Self-Defense Force soldiers boldly launched a second attack on Feng Yuanzheng.

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom", "Boom"...

The artillery fire roared and the sky was filled with bullets!

"Haha, it's so happy, I haven't been this happy for a long time!"

Feng Yuanzheng looked up to the sky and screamed, deliberately slowing down and letting bullets, rockets, missiles and even armor-piercing bombs bombard him.

Seeing the bomb exploding like fireworks in front of him, Feng Yuanzheng felt so comfortable all over his body and his blood was boiling!

Then he roared, his body suddenly accelerated, and in a flash he came to another armored battalion gathering place. Without using the sword in his hand, he rammed into those tanks and armored vehicles like a running bull!

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang" "Bang"...

A series of muffled sounds were heard, and these tanks and armored vehicles were knocked up into the air more than ten meters high as if they were as light as nothing, and then fell freely down.

This time, Feng Yuanzheng deliberately adjusted the angle and intensity of the impact. The tanks and armored vehicles fell right into the place where the Self-Defense Forces soldiers were standing.

Immediately, the Self-Defense Forces soldiers were like cats whose tails were stepped on, and fled in all directions with a "ouch".

It's just that their speed was still a beat slower. After the tanks and armored vehicles landed, they immediately killed a large number of Self-Defense Force soldiers!

Looking at the meat pies on the ground, Feng Yuanzheng's eyes showed bloodthirsty light, he looked up to the sky and laughed again, picked up the long sword in his hand and slashed forward!

"Shua"

A red sword energy appeared in front of him. The sword energy swelled in the wind. In the blink of an eye, it grew from more than a foot long to nearly a hundred meters long, and then a thousand meters long in an instant!

This red sword energy was like the scythe of death, heading straight towards the Self-Defense Forces soldiers in front, breaking off limbs and raining blood wherever it passed!

Not even tanks or armor could stop this sword energy. The moment they were touched by the sword energy, the tanks and armored vehicles were split into two like tofu encountering a sharp blade!

Almost the moment Feng Yuanzheng swung his sword, two to three thousand Self-Defense Force soldiers were killed by the sword energy!

"The devil, he is the devil!"

"I can't stand it anymore, I quit, I want to go home, go home!"

"Run, we are no match for him. Staying here will only lead to death!"

"Ahhhhh!"

Feng Yuanzheng's method of killing directly frightened the Self-Defense Forces soldiers to death. The moment the sword energy dissipated, a group of Self-Defense Forces soldiers dropped their weapons and ran away. Even if the officers shouted to stop them, they could not stop them from escaping. !

"Want to run? Can you run?!"

Feng Yuanzheng sneered, raised his sword and dodged to pursue him.

"Swish" "swish" "swish"

In the blink of an eye, three more swords were slashed out!

The red sword energy harvested the lives of Self-Defense Forces soldiers like leeks. In just a few seconds, nearly 15,000 Self-Defense Forces soldiers were all killed!

Corpses everywhere!

"Cluck cluck"

Matsuyama Yang's teeth chattered, his legs trembled, and he looked at the hellish scene in front of him with a pale face, as if he had lost his soul.

He didn't understand why nearly 15,000 of his elite troops were all killed in less than a minute. Even if they were all wooden men, standing there one by one and being chopped down, it couldn't be so fast, right?

"Devil, you devil, you will not end well. We Japanese people will definitely..."

Songshan Yang Dagang wanted to condemn and curse Feng Yuanzheng, but Feng Yuanzheng already pointed at him with a curl of his lips.

"puff"

A red silk thread of true energy passed through Matsuyama Yangda's forehead and brought up a handful of blood flowers.

Matsuyama Yoda didn't say the following words, he suddenly fell to the ground and died unwillingly!

"call"

After killing all these Self-Defense Force soldiers, Feng Yuanzheng finally let out a sigh of relief and shouted the word "cool".

At this moment, the red mist surrounding Feng Yuanzheng became a little thicker. Looking from a distance, Feng Yuanzheng's entire body seemed to be bathed in blood mist, which was evil and terrifying.

Not only that, Feng Yuanzheng's aura at this time was stronger than when he first arrived in Japan, as if the more people he killed, the higher his level would be!

Not far away, the worries in the eyes of Bai Tian, ​​Larry O'Niens, and Anthony Fast became even more intense. In their view, Feng Yuanzheng's behavior just now was simply unimaginable.

Those soldiers had obviously thrown away their weapons, but Feng Yuanzheng still pursued them and killed them all... This... This was too cruel!

What happened to Feng Yuanzheng? Was he really affected by the god of killing? What is that red mist around him, and why does it look so weird?

What the three of them didn't see during the day was that Feng Yuanzheng's pupils were extremely scarlet at this moment, and there was a bloodthirsty smile on his face. This was completely different from his previous state!

"Well, there are six more helicopters..."

Feng Yuanzheng put his long sword behind him and turned to look at the six armed helicopters in the air in the distance, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

The pilots of the six armed helicopters had already turned around and fled, but Feng Yuanzheng was so fast that he was in front of the six armed helicopters in a flash.

"Want to leave? Do you have my permission?"

Feng Yuanzheng laughed evilly and slashed with his sword!

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"...

The six armed helicopters didn't have time to counterattack, and they exploded in the air!

With the explosion of these six armed helicopters, the first batch of troops sent by the Minister of Defense declared their entire army annihilated!

"Master, your performance just now was so powerful. You killed all these Japanese soldiers as neatly as chopping melons and vegetables. I admire you, I admire you!"

During the day, Feng Yuanzheng came behind and said with a playful smile.

Feng Yuanzheng didn't look back and asked expressionlessly: "Then what?"

Tian Tian felt a sudden thought and forced a smile: "Then...should we go back to China?"

Larry O'Neill also echoed: "Yes, President, the noise we have made is big enough. If we stay any longer..."

"What's wrong if I stay here any longer? Can the Japanese kill me?" Feng Yuanzheng smiled disdainfully and said fiercely and bloodthirstyly: "I want to see how many more people they send here to die!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the three people suddenly changed during the day!

"Master... you..." Bai Tian bit his silver teeth and said with determination on his face: "Are you affected by the godhead?"

Feng Yuanzheng suddenly turned around, stretched out his hand to pinch Bai Tian's neck, and said with a stern expression: "You dare to question me?"

Tian Tian trembled, and said with a slightly pale face: "Disciple doesn't dare, disciple just..."

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly saw Feng Yuanzheng's scarlet pupils. He immediately closed his mouth and froze on the spot.

Larry O'Niens and Anthony Fast also saw something unusual about Feng Yuanzheng, and their hearts suddenly sank to the bottom.

Even if Feng Yuanzheng doesn't admit this state, they still know that Feng Yuanzheng is affected by the godhead. Now Feng Yuanzheng has become bloodthirsty and murderous. They can no longer persuade Feng Yuanzheng to stop!

Feng Yuanzheng's hand grabbed Tian Tian's neck harder and harder. What he wanted to say could no longer be said. Just when Bai Tian was about to run out of breath, the sound of fighter jets piercing the sky suddenly came from the distant sky.

"Hmph! Don't let it happen again!"

Feng Yuanzheng snorted coldly, let go of Bai Tian, ​​turned around and flew in the direction of the sound of breaking through the air.

Looking at Feng Yuanzheng's retreating figure, Bai Tian's eyes were full of sadness, and he couldn't speak for a long time...