The Emperor’s Angel of Death

　　 The behemoth had a head nailed with iron plates and mechanical parts, and three mechanical arms-originally there was a fourth one, holding a powerful long-range weapon, but it was blown up by Soshyang with a plasma pistol.

　　 The face almost covered with metal shows endless madness and rage.

　　 There is no doubt that it should be the "big skill tyrant" that Thor said.

　　 It used the pair of mechanical arms above it to hold two giant chainsaw tomahawks, and slashed towards Soshyang with a terrifying sound.

　　 Soshyang leaped back, and when the opponent's weapon hit the ground, it fell on the floor tiles a few meters away.

　　 That great skill is pressing harder and harder, and the two battle axes alternately attacked, drawing a long spark on the floor tiles.

　　 Then, it protruded its third arm, and the rapidly rotating metal drill bit tried to crack the abominable canned shrimp in front of it.

　　 But it did not happen.

　　 Soshyang bent over and flashed a horizontal slash, and then jumped away from the bottom-up drill bit.

　　 Da Jiba has been chasing after him, Soshyang hummed and began to use his slender sword to dispel the opponent's ruthless impact.

　　 The roaring big guy is as powerful as a pile driver, and even Soshyang has to step on a lunge to resist it. The wild strength of the greenskin is as strong as the Astartes, and it is difficult to absorb it head-on.

"what!"

　　 Suddenly, Soshyang roared, twisted his body, held the sword in both hands, and injected the power of his shoulders into it.

　　 In the blink of an eye, he chopped off the third arm of Da Jiba at a very fast speed.

　　 Da Jiba staggered back a few steps, but it had already lost the pain, and then launched a counterattack, continuing to alternately chop with only two arms left.

　　 But Soshyang stopped defending this time, but took precise steps to push the opponent back in the blood-stained hall shining brightly.

　　 WAAAAAAAAAGH! !

　　 The roaring voices on the smoky battlefield one after another, two other tough big guys broke into the singles between Soshyang and their leader-apparently they were the bodyguards of this great master.

　　 These two green skins are obviously much taller than their surrounding counterparts, and they are also covered with a crude power armor that emits black smoke. It seems that they seem to be even more agile than their counterparts without armor.

　　 They saw their leader falling into a bitter battle. One of them held up a warhammer equipped with a small spout, and the other held a huge machete that spewed black smoke, trying to pinch Soshyang.

　　 "Stop."

　　 Thor let out a low growl, kicked the green skin in front of him, and leaped into the battlefield, blocking in front of the two big bodyguards.

　　 The ear-shattering impact like an anvil falling to the ground made the bricks under his feet torn apart.

　　 The two big bodyguards hesitated for a few seconds, and then snarled again.

　　 Thor aggressively confronted the two enemies head-on, drew out the second weapon from his waist, knocked the terrifying scimitar with the blade of his right hand, and blocked the heavy sledgehammer with his left hand weapon.

　　 One missed a hit, and the green leather holding a machete relaunched the offensive without hesitation. With the brutal style of Green Peter, he threw a violent slash at the veteran of ten thousand years ago.

　　 But Thor's double-blade block and parry are not inferior, and they prevent the opponent's attack from dripping water.

Even in this gap, the blade of his left hand stopped another green-skinned warhammer. This time, in addition to Solomon’s hatred, Saul’s weapon was also a long sword he forged himself, probably close to both hands. The length of the sword, but more slender, similar to the Sacred Yan sword.

　　 In this way, an incredible picture appeared, and the two weapons of different lengths provided Thor with a little advantage.

　　 The two big green-skinned guys stepped back in his defensive counterattack and returned to their original positions.

　　The warhammer was tightly entangled with the long sword, and the shorter sword defuses the scimitar's intensive offensive.

　　 Twice in succession, the two swords pierced through the two green-skinned bodies when they were parrying each other.

　　 Ten seconds after the start of the battle, the two big green-skinned men had wounds all over their bodies, and they looked bloody.

　　 But this speed is not fast enough, Sol decided to solve the problem directly.

　　 He bent down to avoid a fierce and slow swing from the warhammer, kicked the guy holding the scimitar, and kicked it on his left knee.

　　The heavy plastic-steel boots twisted the green leather left leg to one side, and the opponent suddenly uttered a stern roar, but within less than a second, the sharp sword followed one after another, piercing the side of its head.

　　 The big guy holding a machete staggered back, the roar in his throat stopped abruptly, and purple blood splashed on his chest along the edge of his chin.

　　 But even so, it is not dead yet!

　　 The toughness of the green life is evident.

　　 Thor did not have the opportunity to continue to make up the knife, because he had to put his head back immediately, avoiding another swing of the warhammer by a few centimetres.

　　 The green skin injected the power of the whole body into his arms, causing the heavy warhammer to almost draw a complete circle.

　　 It almost succeeded.

　　 The hammer missed Saul's head in the lower half of the arc, and had to knock it on the ground with a deafening explosion, leaving a huge radiation-spreading crack between the bricks, like a bullet hole in a mirror.

　　 Saul, who tilted his head back, stood up abruptly and stab the big hammer holding a sharp sword with his left hand.

　　 The opponent subconsciously lifted the handle of the warhammer to the front as if it were a long stick, opened the offensive of the power sword, and then swung the weapon high above his head, smashing it down like a pile.

　　 Thor raised the two weapons crosswise and put them together under the hammer head.

　　 Even so, the fierce impact still forced him to almost kneel on one knee.

　　 Astart tensed all over, locked up with the sword.

　　 The green leather holding a machete gradually recovered his consciousness, swaying his steps and copying it from the side loaf, intending to start a flanking attack when Thor had no time to look around.

　　 Thor lightly hummed, and staggered his swords abruptly.

　　 In the next second, the handle of the warhammer was cut into two sections.

　　Before the hammer head hit the ground, Astarte's sword had already cut through the shell of the hammer-bearer armor, and went straight to the energy core of its armor, causing it to explode suddenly.

　　 This is a firework explosion. Metal encased in minced meat dropped a filthy rain within a range of hundreds of meters.

　　 Sol didn't have time to appreciate his achievements. He jumped up, plunged his head on the green skin that hadn't fallen to the ground, and pierced two sharp swords into its torso in turn.

　　 A swift stabbing from the bottom up is vicious and smooth, without stopping.

　　 He pushed the enemy back step by step, using an excessive amount of damage to make sure that it had no chance of surviving.

　　 Within three or four seconds, he has pierced dozens of swords.

　　 At the end, only his double swords are still barely supporting the broken body of green skin.

　　 He took a sip and retracted his arm~www.ltnovel.com~ and let the corpse fall over.

　　 Another enemy approached quietly, but he had already noticed it, twisted his body to meet the scimitar, and handed out a horizontal slash to knock the opponent to the ground.

　　 The fallen green skin tried to stand up, Thor swooped over, firmly pressed the opponent with his legs, and then pierced the enemy's body with a sword, nailing it to the ground.

　　 Then another sword pierced its face.

　　 After the green skin struggled for a while, there was no movement, and a pool of purple blood gradually spread under his body.

　　 Not far away, Soshyan also ended his battle.

Ding--!

　　 In the final blow of a series of wild offensives, Suo Shiyang cut off the opponent's left hand with a crisp cry, and left a deep and deep mark on the big chest of the master.

　　 Da Jiba's face finally showed a look of fear, its small red eyes stared big, and there was a muffled noise in its throat.

　　 Then it turned around and tried to escape, but didn't want to leave Astarte on its back is a more dangerous thing.

　　 "Zhu all aliens!"

　　 Soshyang clenched the long sword that whispered in both hands, raised it high above his head, and then split the green leather from the left shoulder to the crotch with the force of the mountain and the ground, with one sword split into two pieces.

　　 Accompanied by the spray of purple blood mist, the enemy's remains split into two, slumping left and right.

　　 After the death of the leader, another characteristic of the green skin race was revealed.

　　 "Boss is hanging up! Flashing!!!"

All the fighting will of 　　 Green Leather is maintained by a powerful war leader. Once the war leader falls, the Green Leather under his command will immediately lose all the courage to resist and become as cowardly as a fart.

　　 Therefore, the smartest way to deal with green skin is to behead.