Marvel – Immortal Path

Before the rocket with an initial velocity of 290ms hit the target, the butcher moved.

It shook its arms, and the iron chain spreading down like a long snake ran swiftly, intertwined in the middle of the trees on both sides, like a huge spider web blocking most of the power of the rocket. .

However, the internal charges of a total of four rockets still penetrated the aftermath of the explosion.

The screaming flame engulfed the butcher, and the flying shrapnel killed all the night owl assassins around it, and ding dong dug deep into the armor of the butcher.

The smoke drifted and scattered. Through the low-light night vision device, the night owl assassin in the distance could clearly see that the butcher’s breastplate had been completely broken, and could even see the rear through the huge gap in the shoulder Lin Hai Snow Field.

But it still didn't fall down.

The bone-cutting steel knife was inserted on the ground, barely supporting the butcher's huge body, it picked up a burnt dead body that was exploded into a pulp, and put it in its mouth and swallowed it.

The blazing blood dripped down the corner of the butcher's mouth. It loosened the scorched corpse that had been chewed in half, and screamed up to the sky, a magnificent roar resounding through the wilderness.

To startle birds and beasts, it seems that even the cumulus clouds above the sky will be shaken down, which is a strategic withdrawal.

The night owl assassins were dumbfounded, but before they hurriedly reloaded the bazooka, the butcher had already started the charge.

It stomped on the ground, and the waist-deep snow couldn't hinder the previous speed. It was ploughed frantically, falling from the sides of the butcher's huge figure.

In the blink of an eye, the butcher rushed to Ye Xiao.

Its scarlet eyes shone more and more, full of bloodthirsty and killing.

The bone-chopping steel knife slashed obliquely, and the goat skull at the tip of the knife was rolled up with a squeaky sound of tearing wind, and the assassin was about to be split into two.

Dang!

The butcher knife was blocked.

The knife blocking it is a two-handed knife.

Although these two knives are of modern shape, the exterior is an Edo-style knives. The inner side of the scabbard made by Hakaki has a "chestnut shape" and a "return angle". The "Mokukan" and "Kinju" on the shank, and the pill-shaped etchings "Yu" and "Kiyu" that act as a knife stop are all the best of the ancients. Even in this deep night, there is a hint of everything An indelible sense of history.

Sabrewielder named Deathstroke stopped in front of the butcher, bending his knees to block the thunder blow.

He paid a heavy price for this.

"The ulna and radius are almost broken, and the condition of the patella at the load-bearing fulcrum is even worse." The death knell's eyes are as deep as an ancient well without waves. They seem to be able to see through everything, "The enemy's strength is very Big, but..."

The speed is too slow.

The death knell is squatting on one-knee kneels, with the head up slightly, and the two knives are pulled away in a flash.

One robes cut, and the other reversed robes. Two swords were cut at the same time, passing the butcher's arms.

The sharp katana went deep along the gap in the butcher's arm armor. The flames splashed, gold and iron intertwined, and the plasma spattered the death knell's black and yellow reunion.

Cut again.

The death knell leaned forward and went directly under the butcher's body. The blade pierced the opponent's waist and abdomen, cutting away the obstacles from the bottom up, and piercing the butcher's jaw straight.

Not enough! The death knell rose from the ground, and when he leaped, he drew his knife and slashed it diagonally. The two blades pressed against the butcher's shoulder and met at his neck.

Dang!

The katana got stuck on the butcher’s vertebrae.

How is it possible?

The death knell suddenly raised his head, but he saw the turbid and sweet plasma gurgling from the butcher’s neck, in a flash that had already squirted out a person's blood.

The blood was sprinkled all over the butcher's armor. In the sharp sight of the death knell like a falcon, the blood plasma began to wriggle on the surface of the armor as if it had life.

"Boundary liberation, 30% effort."

The butcher's accent was muddy and unclear, as if it was separated by a curtain.

However, this sentence rang like thunder in the death knell ears. Before the brain could give instructions, the body ten times stronger than ordinary people had already taken a step forward and galloped back.

The plasma is covered with the butcher's armor, wriggling the scarlet heraldry to the extreme.

Boom, boom, boom.

Under the cast iron armor, there was the sound of a heart beating.

The butcher’s deep eyes suddenly lit up. Before, they were like candles, but now they are like fierce flames, full of endless desire to kill.

The meat hook was thrown through several night owl assassins, like iron sticks with fried skewers.

The wailing sounded, and the butcher didn’t care, and threw away the steel knife. First, he chopped the assassin that was connected to the "skewers", and then slashed towards the death knell on the run. .

The sword wind has arrived, and the death knell hastily bowed his head, and the steel knife was rubbed against the scalp.

Empty?

The death knell fell subconsciously to the ground, and the butcher knife with the chain was suddenly withdrawn and slashed at him.

At the crucial moment, the death knell hurriedly used the knife to stand in front of him, exhausted his full strength to eliminate the butcher knife, and avoided the fate of being chopped in two.

Fingers burst apart, his arms began to tremble unchecked, the death knell turned his head, looked towards the butcher.

The opponent's original three-meter body has skyrocketed again, and the breastplate is covered with countless, close and numerous scarlet crests, which makes direct-viewers feel dizzy and vomiting when seen from a distance. .

"Fresh flesh and blood!"

The butcher threw the chewed "kebab" aside, and buries himself in the charge.

Demon's general body is bloated but not cumbersome, plowing a passage in the wind and snow.

Despair arose from the bottom of the death knell. He stood in the snow, weakly holding two knives, and roared: "The leader of the group of demons, when will you wait?!"

summon, got a response.

A silhouette sprang out from the tree canopy, holding a Spanish bowl-mounted handguard stabbing sword. The one-meter-long, flat diamond-shaped left and right blades pierced straight into the butcher’s eye sockets.

Lars Al Gour has been on the sidelines until he finally finds a chance to take action.

Assassin asks, it is one strike certain kill.

Under several hundreds of years of grind, his skill has reached the level, even if it is a steel plate of the same thickness, it can be pierced with a single sword.

The slender stabbing sword penetrated the butcher's helmet, and the blade of tens of centimeters was exposed in the air, and blood was dripping slowly on the smooth surface of the blade.

But the butcher is still standing.

The leader of Assassin stirred the hilt of the sword in disbelief, and the palm of his hand hidden under the guard of the bowl turned pale.

The butcher raised his hand and stretched out behind him, Pu Shan's big palm pinched the toothpick-like stabbing sword blade.

The blade made of special alloy in his hand is the same as the noodles. The butcher broke the stabbing sword effortlessly, grinning in the incredulous eyes of Lars Gul El.

"You hurt me, small insect."

The leader of assassin retreated, but the butcher was a bit faster than him.

The meat hook caught his ankle, and the tendon broke.

Lars El Gore without the slightest hesitation, drew out the Broken Sword, and cut off the calf attached to the meat hook.

"Fire support is needed." Even at this moment, the leader is still not in a panic. He dragged his stump back quickly, pressed the communication headset, and said without a trace of emotion: "Send all gunship helicopters."