The First Tyrant of Daxia

At this moment, Qin Yun seized an opportunity, his eyes sharpened, and the long sword slid from a strange angle.

stab...

"what!"

Ono no Lang screamed, a big cut was made on his wrist, and the samurai sword fell to the ground.

His face turned pale with pain and his whole body convulsed.

The whole army burst into thunderous applause.

"Come again!" Ono no Lang was not convinced. He roared and picked up the long sword and rushed forward.

Qin Yun could have stopped him, but he didn't, and let him pick up the knife.

Boom!

There were several fierce fights again. Onobarang was so panicked that his moves were messy and Qin Yun caught his weakness in an instant.

Another knife cut his left wrist lightly.

With a "puff", blood splattered everywhere.

Bang!

The samurai sword fell to the ground.

Onobarao held his hand and screamed and stepped back, sweating profusely in pain.

Both of his hands were injured, and his body was also wounded in many places by the Red Cannon. At this moment, he could be said to be at the end of his strength and could not even stand steadily.

He began to be afraid, trembling, and dared not move forward.

"Don't you want to kill me? I'll give you a chance. It's right here. Come on!" Qin Yun said coldly.

The Japanese people looked extremely unhappy and had lost all their morale.

The commander-in-chief Onoro's eyes were also filled with fear, he felt that he was no match for his opponent.

"Come on!" Qin Yun suddenly shouted.

boom.

Onobara was so exhausted both physically and mentally that he sat down on the ground with a bang.

"Pick it up, pick up the knife!" Qin Yun roared, his momentum so strong that the 200,000 navy soldiers followed suit and became confident.

Ono no Lang trembled, looked at him and gritted his teeth and said: "I am seriously injured. If you have the guts, wait until I recover, and then we can have a fair fight!"

Hearing this, Qin Yun laughed angrily, and the people behind him sneered and kept cursing.

All the Japanese people, including Ono no Ryou, blushed.

"I asked you to pick it up, but you didn't. Does that mean you are being disrespectful?"

As he spoke, a murderous and rogue aura erupted.

Onobaro felt the deadly danger, and endured the severe pain and weakness in his hands. He gritted his teeth, reached out to pick up the knife on the ground, and tried to protect himself.

But that moment.

All that was heard was Qin Yun's almost cold voice: "I told you to pick it up, so you picked it up?!"

Many Japanese people's eyes widened and they said in horror: "Commander-in-chief, be careful!"

But it's too late.

puff!

He swung the long sword fiercely.

puff!

Ono no Lang's right hand was chopped off, and blood gushed out; "Ah!"

He covered his severed hand and let out the most miserable scream of the night, which cut through the night, echoed across the sea, and made people's scalps numb.

All the Japanese were terrified and stood there, at a loss as to what to do.

Qin Yun was very happy. He walked up and stepped on Xiao Yelang's head. He looked down at him and put his knife against his face and said, "Are you convinced?"

Ono no Lang's veins were exposed, his facial features were distorted with pain, and he roared, "I don't accept it!"

"What's the point of sneak attack!"

boom!

Qin Yun kicked him again, breaking his front teeth. He vomited blood and whimpered, looking miserable.

"Haven't you heard that the winner takes it all?"

Ono no Lang yelled, "Daxiazi, the whole of Japan will avenge me. Just wait, you will know what the price is!"

"I, Japan, will destroy your 200,000-man navy!" He looked ferocious and kept roaring.

The navy around were all cold and cruel, with murderous intent in their eyes. Even now, they still dared to speak so shamelessly.

"Oh, yes, I almost forgot that you are the son-in-law of Lord Taizheng of Japan!" Qin Yun joked.

Ono no Lang roared: "It's good that you know!"

"If you kill me, you must think clearly about the consequences. The whole of Japan will not let you go!"

Suddenly, a murderous intent flashed in Qin Yun's eyes.

puff!

He stabbed the knife directly into Ono no Lang's open mouth, and the knife went through his body, blood gushed out, it was extremely horrifying.

"Um..."

Onobara made a sound of pain, but could no longer speak. His pupils were dilated and gradually losing color.

Qin Yun pulled the knife out little by little, with blood splattering.

He said coldly, "So what if he is the son-in-law of the Taizheng Lord? He is nothing. I have killed his son too. What can he do to me?"

"That Lord Taisho and the Emperor of Japan must all die!"

"On the road of reincarnation, please forgive your sins."

boom!

With one kick, he knocked Ono no Lang's body to the ground.

Ono no Lang vomited blood and looked extremely miserable. He died in agony with his eyes wide open.

The great general of Japan, who commanded a huge naval force of nearly 100,000 men, enjoyed a great reputation in Japan, but he was pulled off the altar by Qin Yun overnight.

This is the difference between people.

It is also the gap between countries.

The sea surface, shrouded by moonlight, was bright red, the smell of blood filled the air, and schools of fish were gnawing at the floating corpses.

The whole place was in dead silence. No one reacted and they all stared at the scene in a daze.

Especially those Japanese people, their eyes almost fell to the ground, looking at the little wild boy who was stabbed with a knife, shaking with fear!

"The commander-in-chief is dead..."

"Master Taisho, you have lost your most beloved youngest son and your most capable son-in-law in succession..."

"They were all killed by the Emperor of Daxia..."

Hearing the voice, Qin Yun turned around, his sharp eyes like a wolf's, looking at the only remaining Japanese.

They shuddered instantly, as if they were being stared at by the god of death.

"Who among you has the highest position?" Qin Yun suddenly asked.

Hundreds of people trembled, looked at each other, sweated profusely, and dared not speak.

"Who has the highest position!" Qin Yun roared.

boom!

A middle-aged Japanese man in his forties knelt down in fear, trembling continuously, and said in a trembling voice: "I, I..."

"I am the deputy inspector. You have killed all the other officials."

Qin Yun nodded: "Very good."

"Kill them all except him!"

After saying that, he turned around, as cold and murderous as a devil.

"No, don't!" The Japanese people were terrified and begged for mercy, fleeing in a hurry.

But it was all in vain. The densely packed soldiers around raised their swords and rushed forward one after another. They were so skillful that it was like slaughtering a pig.

"Kill!"

"Kill all these bastards."

The hatred between them had begun to accumulate long ago, starting from the ninja case to the later occupation of the two islands, all of which were challenges to the great and powerful country of Daxia.

Screams rang out one after another!

Blood splattered onto the ancient lantern on the Dafeng.

The bodies fell one after another, and the number of people was decreasing sharply.

After an incense stick of time, there was only one Japanese man left standing on the entire deck, and he was the one Qin Yun had specifically not killed.

He was covered in blood and trembling violently as he stood in the pit of corpses. His eyes were filled with fear, and he was almost going insane because he had witnessed the massacre with his own eyes.

"Your Majesty, everything has been cleared."

"There is only one survivor in the entire Dafeng. He is expelled from the list. What should we do next?" Deng Gu put away his knife and asked with a fist.

Hearing this, Qin Yun's expression finally relaxed. He slowly turned around and took another look at the sea.

There are countless corpses on it, densely packed together. Perhaps there are some that have slipped through the net, that's for sure. After all, it's impossible to count so many people one by one.