Chang Huaiyuan did not participate in the melee, but his eyes slowly swept over the faces of every Japanese soldier.
Any little Japs he saw would immediately stop their attacks and prepare for the attack.
Of course, the Blood Dragon didn't bother to take action against these guys, but instead set his sights on Panhu.
Ancestor Quan Feng immediately felt his whole body tense up, and his canine-tooth sword swing became even more airtight.
Chang Huaiyuan smiled lightly, and at the same time softly asked Bai Qi, the God of Death.
"Now we are the enemies of the country and the family. There is no need to act like a gentleman. Does Marshal Bai think so?"
This is said in an elegant and polite way, but what it actually means is:
General Bai Qi, you're welcome to Little Japan. Can we both kill him quickly? !
Bai Qi is a master of military strategism and a god of death through the ages, so he naturally understands the cruelty of the battlefield.
Especially when facing an enemy who has the hatred of subjugating the country and genocide!
Hearing this, he laughed and was about to nod, but suddenly felt that Amaterasu had woken up below.
So he changed his words and said: "Long Jun, let's defeat Xiaoxiao first, and then join forces with me before it's too late!"
Chang Huaiyuan smiled, and with the fluttering gown, it reached Amaterasu's head, and he raised his foot and stepped down hard.
"That's fine."
"Then Commander Lao Baiqi will play with this alien race for a while!"
As the gray and white soap boots approached, Amaterasu shouted and raised his arms in the air, trying to block the Chang family's head from this fatal blow.
There was only a muffled sound, then flesh and blood flew everywhere, and Amaterasu's arms were shattered.
The Northern Dragon Lord has always had a mysophobia: he frowned and avoided the flesh and blood to prevent it from splattering on his feet, and then stepped on it heavily.
"The Japanese slaves are not dead yet!"
The moment of life and death completely aroused the ferocity in Amaterasu's bones.
"Hehehe, if you want me to die, you will also be buried with me!"
Crazy high temperatures rose from the pit, followed by bright light.
In Chen Daji's words: "Fuck, it's Sun Fist again?!"
But this time the light was a thousand times hotter than last time.
Today's Amaterasu has completely burned itself into a rapidly rising sun.
Chang Huaiyuan's eyebrows were furrowed, and he would use all his strength to suppress a roar.
Even if you are seriously injured, you still have to suppress it!
After all, although he and a few others were able to "escape" under such power, the Killing God Army and the three hundred tiger warriors would definitely suffer heavy losses.
At this critical moment, Chen Daji chuckled.
"Brother Chang, don't worry about that stinky old woman, let her explode!"
"If she can explode, I'll be 'the one'!"
As the disaster was being said, he made a "bastard" look with his hands.
Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and they all stopped and looked over without knowing why.
As their eyes gathered together, Chen's "social arrogance syndrome" completely broke out.
All the remaining helmets were taken off and replaced with a shit-yellow tortoise shell. The green hair on his head flutters in the wind.
"Hey, hey, you stinky old bitch, let me ask you, Mr. Ji: Are you confused?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Amaterasu, which had turned into the sun, suddenly fell from the sky, and all its light disappeared.
It was so wobbly that I could only stand by leaning on the edge of the pit wall.
"How, how could this happen? What did you do to me, Chinaman?!"
Chen's face was full of disgust when he heard this, and he waved his dirty hands.
"You stinky old bitch, don't say that. Others will misunderstand and think I've ruined you..."
"Do you understand poison? You have been poisoned, hehe!!"
After saying that, he swung the Great Summer Dragon Bird several times, bringing out streaks of green light.
Only then did Chang Huaiyuan remember Chen's bad character, and while laughing, he raised his foot and stepped down hard again.
"Hahaha, little friend Dasplan has a lot of tricks up his sleeve, but Chang is nowhere near as good as him!"
"If there is a chance, I will definitely come to take over the position of Juzi, and ask him to agree to allow you to serve as my military strategist's 'bloody clothes'!"
"In this way, no one will dare to spy on my country!!"
After finishing speaking, the feet fell.
The Japanese slave Sun God screamed and disappeared, leaving not even the slightest trace. The battlefield fell into a strange silence for a while.
Only Chen, who was praised by Chang Huaiyuan, kept giggling so hard that the hair on his head trembled.
His face was full of a "you must beep" look.
"Brother Chang, if you say that to me, we won't be able to be humble!"
"Brother Bao also praised us like this last time... Hey, I just like how honest and honest you are."
"Nothing wrong!!"
