Daming: At the beginning, the big snow dragon rides to create a martial arts court

"..."

Hearing Musashi Jiro's words, the five Japanese generals also responded.

They saw it too.

Zhu Qiyu's strength is strong, so far, he has caused at least a hundred soldiers of Japan to bleed by himself.

Through the rest of the Ming soldiers, it can also be seen that Zhu Qiyu may be the highest status person in this Ming army.

If Zhu Qiyu could be taken down, maybe the Ming army would be wary and not dare to act rashly.

With no leader among the dragons, the Dongpu army has a greater chance of winning and defeating the Ming army in front of them.

Chapter 366 Musashi Jiro, die!

Brush brush!

Musashi Jiro and the other five Japanese generals looked at each other.

They rushed towards Zhu Qiyu one after another.

"Good come."

Zhu Qiyu smiled lightly and said.

His gaze fell on Musashi Jiro and the others~.

In his eyes, killing intent surged.

"No! It's him!"

"He actually did it himself!"

"The few of us can't be his opponents-!"

"Retreat! We can only use the army to deal with him!"

"..."

Five Dongying generals rushed to Zhu Qiyu not far away, and after seeing Zhu Qiyu's face clearly, they felt very flustered and surprised for a while.

Battle of the Shoreline.

With the power of one person, Zhu Qiyu easily beheaded the five masters of Wujue Shrine.

All five of them saw it.

Zhu Qiyu is powerful, and it is impossible for the five of them to be Zhu Qiyu's opponents.

Although on the battlefield, Zhu Qiyu did not use the moves of the strong.

In the hearts of the five generals in Dongying, the fear and fear of Zhu Qiyu still rose!

"Can't go back!"

"I have rushed over, so I can only shoot!"

"If we retreat now, I will be a rat in Da Ming's eyes, a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death!"

"This is of no benefit to me, Japan!"

Musashi Jiro took a deep breath and said in a concentrated voice.

Musashi Jiro was also afraid of Zhu Qiyu's strength.

But he could only bite the bullet and gritted his teeth.

After the voice fell.

Musashi Jiro rushed over first.

He raised his weapon and launched an attack.

Zhu Qiyu waved the sharp sword in his hand.

A sweep.

when!

The sound of metal clashing sounded.

Musashi Jiro's attack was easily resisted by Zhu Qiyu.

even.

Under the power of Zhu Qiyu.

Tatata!

Musashi Jiro's body was shaken back again and again.

The right arm was shaking constantly, and the whole arm was numb.

The tiger's mouth on the right hand was cracked open by the shock, spilling a little blood.

"General!"

"We're coming too!"

"Go together!"

"..."

At this time, the five generals of Dongpu took a deep breath, summoned up their courage and rushed towards Zhu Qiyu.

Clang clang!

The sound of sword chirping sounded.

Zhu Qiyu jumped up.

A moment in the blink of an eye.

Zhu Qiyu appeared in front of a Japanese general.

A sword fell.

puff!

The Japanese general's neck was instantly cut open.

Scarlet blood spurted out.

Dye the clothes on the chest of this Japanese general completely red.

One sword kills one person.

Zhu Qiyu didn't stop.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Four screams and howls sounded one after another.

The remaining four Japanese generals did not react.

I have never seen Zhu Qiyu's movements clearly.

He died under Zhu Qiyu's sword!

"what!"

Seeing this scene, Musashi Jiro, who was about to rush forward again, was completely stunned in place.

Somewhat at a loss.

I thought that Zhu Qiyu, who had never used the means of the strong and never used his true energy, was not that great of a threat to them.

But now it seems.

Musashi Jiro thought too much.

Even if you don't use your true energy, you can use the most basic moves.

Zhu Qiyu was still not something they could contend with.

this moment.

The fear and fear in Musashi Jiro's heart became more intense.

In his eyes, the intention to retreat has already risen.

Didn't think much about it.

Musashi Jiro turned around and ran away.

He knew that he could never be Zhu Qiyu's opponent.

"Want to go?"

"Can you walk away?"

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Zhu Qiyu sneered.

Stand still.

Looking at the running back of Musashi Jiro, the corners of his mouth are raised.

It evoked a touch of disdain.

Whoosh!

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Qiyu shook his hand.

The sharp sword in his hand flew out.

At an extremely fast speed, it flew towards Musashi Jiro.

Feel the danger coming from behind.

"!?1.;,8::"2'?[-]!![-] Musashi Jiro quickened his pace.

however.

No matter how fast Musashi Jiro ran, it was impossible for him to surpass Feijian's speed.

puff!

In an instant, the sharp sword pierced Musashi Jiro's chest from the back.

Blood splattered.

... .. 0

Musashi Jiro fell to the ground with a look of despair.

"General!"

"The general is dead!"

"It's over! General Musashi has been killed!"

"The Ming army is too strong!"

"We don't seem to be the opponents of the Ming army!"

"..."

Seeing this scene, panic and fear appeared on the faces of countless Japanese soldiers around.

When everyone spoke, their voices trembled a little.

When everyone spoke, their bodies trembled a little.

Their hearts were completely filled with fear at this moment.

Zhu Qiyu killed Musashi Jiro alone, and killed the five strongest generals under Musashi Jiro's command.

It made many Japanese soldiers feel fear and despair.

The movements of his hands also became a little sluggish.

Many Japanese soldiers wanted to escape.