Under One Person: My comprehension is unmatched.

After two more rounds of bombardment, Li Yunlong's troops finally ran out of shells.

The two men from the Celestial Master's Mansion, who had been acting like Voldemorts for half a day, stood up at the same time, and Zhang Zhiwei answered his junior brother's question.

"Moving things has nothing to do with magic; that's just technique. It's related to one's own life cultivation."

While unleashing heavenly lightning to kill the Japanese soldiers, Zhang Huaiyi pondered his senior brother's words.

What would it be like if one reached the pinnacle of cultivation of life and spirit, reaching the very end of technique?

Da da da!

A burst of bullets hit his Golden Light Mantra, bringing him back to his senses somewhat.

Let's not think about that now, let's deal with these little devils first.

"kill!"

A dozen or so members of the Dragon Kingdom's extraordinary team charged down the slope, their shouts carrying the momentum of hundreds.

After being bombarded by artillery fire several times, Yamamoto's squad was already in a state of panic. Coupled with the deafening shouts of battle from the other side, they completely lost their composure.

At this point, the special superhuman team had less than twenty members left, and everyone was injured.

"Don't panic, retreat in groups of three in an orderly fashion!"

The person he had pulled to take the bullet for Sanben Ichiki was gone, and he wasn't seriously injured.

These Japanese soldiers were indeed elite; upon hearing their commander's order, the remaining men immediately formed three-man squads and retreated while covering each other.

"Kimura-kun, can I still use your methods?"

Yamamoto Ichiki looked at the person beside him and asked.

The man's legs had been blown off, and he was sitting on the ground, holding a gun and fighting back. He was pale from blood loss, but showed no sign of pain.

Kimura stopped firing, looked at Yamamoto Ichiki, nodded, and spoke.

"Sir, this can only be used once, and it's the last time."

Yamamoto Ichiki gritted his teeth, took out an iron plaque from his body, and spoke.

"This is your honor, and it is also the honor of your Kimura family."

"what!"

Kimura threw down his gun, yelled, and pulled out a dagger, stabbing himself in the heart.

puff!

With Kimura's death, his vital energy dispersed in all directions, drifting towards the various Japanese soldiers.

Those Japanese soldiers who came into contact with the Qi immediately felt their pain disappear, as if they had taken three pounds of pills.

"Quickly, retreat."

Yamamoto Ichiki also sensed that aura and jumped to his feet, fleeing forward.

swoosh~

thump!

thump!

The three squads of Japanese soldiers at the forefront suddenly paused, charged forward for another few dozen meters, and then collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

In fact, the Japanese soldiers had already died the moment they were stabbed, but Kimura's abilities delayed them by a dozen seconds.

Yamamoto Ichiki narrowed his eyes and said, "Object manipulation technique?"

He fired in one direction without hesitation until he ran out of bullets.

blah blah blah!

Zhang Yan revealed himself, bullets hitting his body and splashing golden light.

"I said, have you guys gone crazy from training? Your first reaction is to fire a gun."

"And besides, do you really think you can escape?"

Sanben Ichiki dropped his gun, drew a military knife, and got into a fighting stance before speaking.

"Stop talking nonsense, come on, let me see what you're capable of."

Zhang Yan looked around and saw that the battle was becoming one-sided, with Zhang Zhiwei and his men overwhelming the Japanese. He felt relieved.

"You'd better activate all your protective magic items; I'll only use one palm strike."

Yamamoto Ichiki spat on the ground with a disdainful look, then activated the protective magic artifact on his body from the bottom of his heart.

"They're here!"

After saying that, Zhang Yan shot straight at Sanben Ichiki like a cannonball, and then unleashed a palm strike.

puff!

Click!

Yamamoto Ichiki's protective artifact was completely ineffective and shattered in an instant.

Zhang Yan's palm strike created a gaping hole in his body, allowing light to pass through from both sides.

Yamamoto Ichiki's poisoned military knife, when it pierced Zhang Yan's body, failed to even break through his defenses; instead, the knife shattered.

Yamamoto Ichiki stared in disbelief at the broken military knife, then at the large hole in his upper body, before falling backward to the ground.

"Is your physical strength that weak?"

Zhang Yan looked down, hesitated for a moment, and frowned when she saw his face.

Yamamoto Ichiki, lying on the ground, was completely dead, but his face had changed.

The golden cicada escapes from its shell!

The person who died was not him, but his double; no wonder his physical strength was so weak.

Zhang Yan looked at the remaining Japanese soldiers; they knew they couldn't escape and were fighting like cornered beasts.

"Brother Zhiwei, be careful of their last stand. Open a gap and drive them towards me."

When Zhang Zhiwei saw that one of his soldiers was injured, he used the lightning in his palm to scorch the Japanese soldiers on the other side.

He nodded to Zhang Yan and consciously opened a gap with the soldiers.

When the Japanese soldiers saw the gap that had appeared, and that there was only one person not far from the gap, their hope for survival was rekindled, and they rushed towards the gap.

At this moment, a few Japanese soldiers stayed behind to fight Zhang Zhiwei and his men, while the remaining eleven or twelve rushed towards Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan smiled as he watched the Japanese soldiers rushing towards him from both sides of the slope.

Once they had created some distance between themselves and Zhang Zhiwei, he rested his elbow on one hand, extended two fingers with the other, and began to recite.

“Kun character · Tuheche”

boom!

The two slopes where the Japanese soldiers were standing suddenly closed up when Zhang Yan recited the incantation.

Those Japanese soldiers didn't even have a chance to scream before they were all crushed into meat patties.

Upon seeing this, the Japanese soldiers who had been fighting Zhang Zhiwei and his men completely collapsed, lost their will to resist, and knelt down to surrender.

Zhang Zhiwei dusted himself off, walked over to Zhang Yan with a smile, and said.

"Brother Zhang Yan, I have truly witnessed your abilities. It's been a real eye-opener."

Zhang Yan pointed to the corpse of 'Yamamoto Ichiki' lying on the ground and said.

"It's a pity that old bastard Yamamoto got away."

"He must have escaped using some kind of earth-movement technique when the shells were falling."

Zhang Zhiwei glanced at Yamamoto Ichiki's corpse and shook his head.

"The special forces team was almost completely wiped out. Even if he escaped, he won't pose any threat in the future."

Just as Zhang Zhiwei finished speaking, Zhang Huaiyi walked over with a small mirror.

"Senior brother, Brother Zhang Yan, this magic artifact was not damaged by the cannonball."

The two looked into the mirror and saw a small red dot fleeing off the battlefield, heading straight for Chu Yunfei's defense zone.

"It must be that old bastard Yamamoto. You guys clean up the battlefield, I'll go after him."

Zhang Yan picked up the mirror artifact and chased after the red dot.

"Commander, just as you predicted, a small group of defeated soldiers are fleeing towards our side in a panic."

Chu Yunfei's advisor looked at the magical artifact in the strange man's hand and spoke.

"Zhang Yan blocked the way to Ping'an County; they had no other choice."

Chu Yunfei also glanced at the magical artifact, then took out his binoculars.

Sure enough, in the direction indicated, several Japanese soldiers and strange people appeared.

"Trying to break through our lines is a pipe dream. Order the artillery battalion to reposition and launch direct artillery barrage."

"It's worth it to exchange two rounds of artillery fire for one Japanese alien."

Boom boom boom!

After several more rounds of artillery fire, Chu Yunfei led the Extraordinary Squad directly to the bombing site.

Yamamoto Ichiki, who was standing on the hillside, spoke up.

“Mr. Chu Yunfei, I am Colonel Yamamoto Ichiki. I would like to have a talk with you.”

Chu Yunfei, holding the Browning, responded to Yamamoto's words.

"What's there to talk about with a defeated general? Lay down your weapons and we'll talk then."

Seeing that the other party was willing to talk, Yamamoto spoke again.

“Mr. Chu Yunfei, I understand that I am currently at a disadvantage.”

"But please think about it, we were able to escape from Zhang Yan because we have real strength."

"If we fight head-on, the worst that can happen is that we both perish."

Just then, the extraordinary person in the group saw that the magical artifact was reacting again and hurriedly showed it to Chu Yunfei.

Chu Yunfei smiled and nodded when he saw this; Zhang Yan had arrived.

The strange man straightened his back and shouted to the Japanese soldiers below the hillside.

"Yamamoto, I'll fuck your immortal self, will you surrender or not?"