Galactic Force Returns from Marvel

Chapter 213 Kill, Blooming Blood!
"Is this the Heavenly Blade? I haven't seen it for tens of thousands of years, but it's a bit unfamiliar, haha!"

A male angel stood at the front of the line, looked at the ice sculpture-like sky blade in front of him and laughed, as if he had thought of something and fell into nostalgia.

"I remember that Tianren didn't look like this before!" Another male angel was puzzled, "Why is it now a big ice sculpture? Did those girls come up with new tricks?"

"I don't know. Whatever it is, we just need to catch a few little angels and bring them back to King Hua Ye!"

"Hey, what do you think will happen if you take this Sky Blade back and dedicate it to King Huaye?"

Once the chatterbox was opened, the content of the discussion became more and more nonsense.The minds of many male angels began to change from catching a few little angels back to taking the entire Skyblade back.

"Need to say? Of course I'm happy!" A male angel with bangs laughed out loud with a wretched face.

"This group of little bitches, the things they used and the places they lived in were not all ours before. Now that we have regained them, King Huaye is of course happy!"

"It's just that I heard that the current technology has long been different from ours. If we bring this thing back, can we use it?"

"I don't care if it can be used or not, I'll talk about it after I bring it back!"

"it is good!"

After reaching a unified mind, hundreds of male angels howled like wolves, and charged towards Tianren No. 7 with excited faces.

The fall of Keisha and the joint attack of all parties made this group of old antiques tens of thousands of years ago begin to feel that the female angel has reached the afterglow of the sunset and is about to withdraw from the stage of the universe.

The worries and fears of the past are no longer in my eyes.

Especially when he saw that this ship was bombarded by gluttonous and demons and was full of incomplete and tattered sky blades, he believed more confidently that these female angels, who were less than 1000 years old on average, were nothing more than a group of vases, the ones that would shatter when touched. kind.He moved his hands without any scruples, and when he launched an attack, he didn't even hide it at all. He rushed forward with a hammer, axe, and knife in his hands.

In Tianren No. 7, Angel Xi, who had just mastered the control of Tianren No. 7, had not come to re-establish the route, and saw one after another, so disgusted that she couldn't help vomiting, wretched, obscene \ With a dirty smile on Tian Zha's face, Chao Tian Ren No. 7 came to kill him.

Angel Xixiu frowned, worry and disgust appeared in her eyes at the same time.

"It's not good, Sister Moi, Tian Zha is coming towards us!"

Angel Moy, who was gathering people and reorganizing the angel team, couldn't help but tremble.

She turned her head stiffly, looked at Angel Xi who was full of worry, and asked through gritted teeth, "When did you find it, and how far is it from us now? How big is the number?"

"Just now, we have rushed to a place less than 5000 meters away from the Heavenly Blade! The number and scale are about 100 people, which is equivalent to the number of our medium-sized army!"

"what?"

"so much?"

"The sky blade is damaged, and the defense system is impossible to activate in a short period of time. Most of us are injured. Even if we still have the power to fight, we can definitely eliminate so many scum!"

The dozen or so angels who are still alive look at each other, each with a look of worry in their eyes.

They know Tian Zha's nature better than anyone else, it's just a bunch of scum who regard women as beasts and playthings.In the eyes of the angels, it is better to die on the spot than to fall into the hands of Tian Zha.

Death in battle can at least preserve one's innocence, but if it falls into the hands of Tian Zha, it will definitely be more uncomfortable than death.

"Sister Moi, let's go!"

A sweet-looking little angel with a ponytail and a red mole between her eyebrows spoke murderously with a fierce and decisive look that did not match her appearance at all.

"Yes, let's go!"

"From the moment I set foot on this Skyblade 7 with Queen Yan, I was ready to die for justice!"

"For justice, it is not a pity to die!"

The other little angels stood up one after another and swore.

Looking at these little angels who managed to survive, the angel Moy suddenly realized that she couldn't open her mouth no matter what. She knew better than anyone how dangerous the slag outside the sky blade was.

But it was precisely because she was clear that she dared not speak up and give this order.

The atmosphere in the air was already extremely tense, and everyone looked at Moy without daring to show their anger.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and soon, a light curtain cut to the center of the hall.

All the angels raised their heads and saw, on the screen of light, hundreds of male angels were showing lewd smiles that people couldn't look directly at, like hooligans pounced on a frightened, flustered, helpless, charming girl in the dark , rushed to the sky blade.

"Sisters!"

Moy slowly closed his eyes, and in the next second, he opened them suddenly, with murderous intent in his eyes, and two cold lights flew out of his eyes like cold stars: "We."

"cough!"

A dry cough sounded.

The girls turned their heads to look, and saw that Ge Xiaolun, who had left before, appeared at the gate at some time, leaning against the wide door frame, and said relaxedly, not taking the scum outside seriously at all: "You guys stay here and take care of yourself." Just rest, those flies outside the door, leave it to me!"

When the word "Jiao" just came out, Ge Xiaolun's figure had already appeared outside the gate, as if shrinking into an inch, one word at a time, and when the three words were finished, the person had already appeared a hundred meters away, leaving only two lines behind him. Afterimage.

At this moment, all the angels felt extremely at ease.

Angel Moy's eyes are full of admiration, gratitude and countless emotions.

Looking at Ge Xiaolun, who is like a peerless god of war, who can easily disintegrate no matter how big the wind and rain are, the angels looked at each other, and then showed joyful smiles at the same time.

With Ge Xiaolun around, no matter how much scum there is outside, there will be no return.

In fact, it was exactly as Angel Moy and the others thought.

As soon as Ge Xiaolun came out, he trampled to death a slag, the scum that fell on the sky blade first.That
There was no wave on Ge Xiaolun's face, as if what he trampled to death was not a scum, but an ant.

"Shh!"

The locusts surged and the crows rushed like a team, stop it!

The leader, Tian Zha, looked at Ge Xiaolun with apprehension, and asked cautiously, "Who is Your Excellency? Why did you appear here?"

Ge Xiaolun raised his head, his nostrils were facing him, his eyes were full of disdain: "Who do you care about me? As for why it appeared, isn't it obvious enough?"

As he spoke, he purposely crushed Tian Zha who was trampled to death by his foot: "Kill you guys!"

"presumptuous!"

"Bold~
"Damn it!" Ge Xiaolun stared at the sky, opened his mouth and said the male angel with the word "bold", immediately crashed, and then was pierced and stabbed by a silver sword flying from nowhere. It was so heartbreaking that I couldn't die anymore.

"Be alert, be alert!"

The leading male angel immediately shouted.

The other party has already proved his meaning with practical actions. If these male angels can't react anymore, they will be really stupid.

Sorry, to say they are pigs is an insult to such a great animal as pigs.

Before they could make a move, Ge Xiaolun made the first move.

He held his right hand, and a silver long sword appeared out of thin air, and stepped out with his left foot, and the whole person disappeared instantly.

When it appeared in the next second, it was already in front of this group of scumbags.

Like a tiger entering a herd of sheep, ghosts crying and howling wolves, hysterical cries sounded continuously.

Blood flowers bloomed one after another in the dark starry sky. Ge Xiaolun didn't make any exaggerated or gorgeous movements. He simply raised and lowered the knife with his hand, and the sky slags were chopped into two pieces one by one.

Without quick recovery ability, tenacious vitality, and a body that can be killed without any god-killing martial arts, this is the slag, a group of garbage with primitive angelic genes.

It's okay to bully a generation of angels, but if it was Ge Xiaolun, he would have to be slaughtered.
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(End of this chapter)