We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

"Roar--"

Earth-shaking cheers erupted from the Fengtian Army, and the war drums beat like thunder.

Even Li Che on the high platform couldn't help but cheer loudly: "Good! Killing the general in front of the battle, give Old Wang a credit!"

Although this knife was plain and simple, it was as powerful as thunder and clean and neat.

Old Wang has made great progress. After fighting against the Shiwei people for the past three years, his martial arts skills have improved by leaps and bounds?

Yang Xuan, Xue Wei and others also applauded.

On the other hand, the Japanese camp was in complete silence.

The Japanese soldiers were stunned, as if they were under a spell.

Lord Honchugo...the famous brave general of the Kaibu family, the legend of thirty-six undefeated games, just had his head chopped off by the opposing general Feng with one blow?

Kaibu Munemasa's face turned ashen in an instant, and he stared at the headless corpse in the field.

Only the instigator was reining in his horse with a confused look on his face, looking down at the bloody sword in his hand, and then at the headless corpse on the ground.

He scratched his head through his helmet, and there was only a huge question mark in his mind.

"When did my knife become so fast? It felt like cutting a melon just now. Could it be that my martial arts skills have improved dramatically?!"

However, the brief silence in the Japanese army did not last long.

"Baga! How can we allow the bandits to run rampant?"

A Japanese general wearing a black armor and with huge deer antlers on his helmet rushed out while roaring.

"I am Onijima Jubei, and I have no rivals in the Western Sea Road. Taking an enemy's head is as easy as taking something out of a bag. I will serve you and accept your death!"

This Onijima Jubei was in high spirits, waving a wild sword in his hand with a cold and shining light, and his momentum was even greater than that of Ben Zhonggu just now!

In the Fengtian Army formation, Wang Sanchun had just come to his senses when he saw another person rushing out who looked even more intimidating. The elation that had just risen in his heart was instantly suppressed.

He cursed inwardly that the Japanese were indeed cunning, and the masters were hiding behind them.

I dared not be negligent at the moment, and I mustered my full attention again and focused on the battle.

However, the two horses met and their blades collided.

when!

Onijima Jubei's seemingly powerful wild sword collided head-on with Wang Sanchun's thick-backed machete.

The expected huge force did not come. Wang Sanchun only felt a slight vibration in his wrist. The opponent's strength... seemed to be even weaker than that of Ben Zhonggu just now?

He was even more confused, but his hands did not stop moving. He made a spinning slash, and the blade swept across the opponent's waist like a streak of silk.

He used 70% of his strength in this move, leaving 30% to guard against possible changes of tactics by the opponent.

When Onijima Jubei saw the sword coming, he let out a strange cry and tried to block it with his wild sword.

puff-

There was no loud sound of metal clashing, only a dull sound like a blunt knife cutting into rotten wood.

Wang Sanchun's knife cut through Onigashima Jubei's seemingly sophisticated black armor without any hindrance, and was deeply embedded in his waist and abdomen.

The immense force carried the blade forward, severing the fierce general who 'traversed the Western Sea Road' in half.

His upper body flew off the horse with a horrified expression, and his lower body and the warhorse fell to the ground with a bang, his internal organs spilling all over the floor.

"Uh......"

Wang Sanchun was completely confused.

This...is this right?

That feeling just now...was like chopping wood?

Kaibu Munemasa roared, "Go again!"

However, all the generals around him remained silent and no one responded.

It was not until Haibu Zongzhen personally appointed the generals that those who were chosen reluctantly rode their horses forward.

"General Kaibu's family servant, Akaki Maru-ginseng!"

A Japanese general holding a huge battle axe rushed over roaring, with a terrifying momentum, as if the evil spirit from hell had come to the earth.

The Fengtian Army cheered even louder, mixed with jokes:

"Another one coming to die."

"Old Wang, chop him up, don't be polite!"

"Your merit is being recorded here!"

Wang Sanchun's mind was filled with doubts at this moment, but his murderous intent had been completely ignited.

Who cares!

Whether it’s a mule or a horse, chop it off first!

He stopped trying and rode forward, but did not dodge or evade the fierce attack of Akagimaru.

With a roar, he swung the machete in his hand from bottom to top in a fierce slash.

The big axe and the thick-backed knife collided violently, but the expected wrestling did not occur.

Wang Sanchun only felt a force that was far weaker than he expected, but he did not reduce the momentum of his sword and actually chopped the opponent's axe in half.

The blade was still sharp and chopped fiercely on Akagimaru's ferocious face.

The mask and the head beneath it were split in half like a ripe watermelon.

Red and white exploded instantly, and the headless corpse fell off the horse along with the battle axe.

"Next!"

Wang Sanchun was so excited about killing that he didn't bother to think about why. He wiped the brain and blood foam that splashed on his face, pointed his knife at the Japanese camp and roared.

There was an uproar in the Japanese army.

This Wang Sanchun... is simply a killing god descended to the earth. He kills one by one with his sword as easily as cutting melons and vegetables, and has killed three famous generals in a row.

Kaibu Munemasa's face had become extremely ugly.

He needed time, as the crucial ceremony was still ongoing. He had to delay the Fengtian Army, even at the cost of his generals' lives!

He pointed his whip at the pale-faced retainers beside him and roared, "Go, come on!"

"Whoever kills Wang Sanchun will be rewarded with 10,000 stones and promoted three levels!"

When there is a huge reward, there will inevitably be some reckless people who will give it a try reluctantly.

"I am..."

"A certain family..."

Two more Japanese generals bravely rushed out, announcing names that were either loud or difficult to pronounce.

One wields a spear, the other a naginata, and their moves look quite fierce.

However, in front of Wang Sanchun, who had completely let go, their fate was no surprise.

The first one was split into two parts along with his gun by Wang Sanchun's powerful and heavy slash.

The second one tried to rein in his horse, turn around and sweep with his naginata, but Wang Sanchun arrived first and stabbed him through the chest, knocking him off his horse.

In just a short time, Wang Sanchun killed four or five famous Japanese generals. The souls under his sword were either beheaded or cut in half, and their deaths were extremely miserable.

At this moment, he was covered in blood, like a demon fished out of a pool of blood. The thick-backed machete in his hand had long been soaked in blood, and the blade was even slightly curled due to continuous chopping of hard objects, and sticky blood plasma was dripping down.

At this moment, there was a deathly silence in the Japanese army camp.

The soldiers were all pale as they looked at the blood-soaked General Feng holding a sword in the middle of the field, their eyes filled with boundless fear.

How could this person be a human? It's clearly a demon from hell!

This man must be the unrivaled god of war in the world and the most powerful general in Feng State!

No! He must be the world's greatest warrior, a truly unrivaled warrior, otherwise how could he possess such terrifying strength?!