"Hoo ......"

Eight white shadows fell from the sky.

In just an instant, Su Ziyang was surrounded.

These eight people, each with two pairs of wings, are the two-winged angels of the Protoss.

When the eight angels appeared, there was a dead silence all around.

Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Did the Protoss make a move? They want artifacts too? ”

"It's been so long, and I haven't seen them take this Xiluo Divine Hammer, why today?"

"Don't you understand? If you usually come to take it, it will cost you a huge price, and it will be easier to grab the ready-made! ”

Everyone was staring at the eight angels, and their faces were full of jealousy.

Su Ziyang stopped, and a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth, "Are you here to snatch the Divine Hammer?" ”

"It's good to know! You can't hold the Divine Hammer, hand it over now, you have a chance to live! ”

An angel pointed at Su Ziyang and said lightly.

Eight angelic envoys stood there, full of momentum.

The arrogance of the person in the top position, without pretending, can be perfectly interpreted.

They looked at Su Ziyang as if a god was despising an ant.

"Hehe, is it up to you?"

Su Ziyang said lightly.

That kind of contempt and indifference are inadvertently revealed.

"Presumptuous!"

A burst of applause.

An angel moved.

He held a giant sword in his hand and rushed towards Su Ziyang like lightning.

It's so fast that people can't react.

"Die!"

The angel held a giant sword, aimed at Su Ziyang, and slashed it with a sword.

"Buzz ......"

A sword light, like thunder, burst out with a roar.

The angel saw that Su Ziyang didn't move, and the corners of his mouth raised a cruel sneer.

However.

The next second.

His face changed drastically, and his pupils contracted.

He found that his blow was missed.

What stabbed was only the afterimage of Su Ziyang.

How is this possible?

Who can compete with the angels for speed?

"Hehe......"

Behind him, there was a sound that made his scalp explode.

The angel was about to turn around, but found that his wings were being caught.

The methods are exhausted, and there is no way to break free.

Immediately afterward, a sharp pain came.

"Click......"

There was a sound of bones snapping.

A wing on the back of the angel was plucked off by Su Ziyangsheng.

"Ah......h

A terrible scream pierced through the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the other wing was also plucked off.

The angel screamed nothing but miserably.

Su Ziyang raised his fist and aimed it at the angel, and it was a punch.

"Whew...... Bang ......"

The angel slammed into the ground like a cannonball, sending dust to the air.

"Boom ......"

Su Ziyang fell from the sky, and a big foot hit the angel's face, rubbing hard.

That handsome face, which was trampled on and deformed, was extremely ugly.

"Presumptuous, you dare to make a move on this seat, you pariah, don't you want to live?"

As soon as he finished saying this, a big foot fell from the sky.

"Boom ......"

With a kick, his throat was directly stomped and deformed.

His voice also stopped abruptly.

This did not stop.

Su Ziyang stomped on the angel.

With every kick, there was an earth-shattering sound.

This angel's body is completely distorted and deformed, and it is miserable.

Such a scene strongly stimulates everyone's eyes.

The sound of gasping for air came and went.

Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.

He is really not afraid of heaven and earth.

Killing an angel is like killing a chicken.

The protoss who were high up were beaten to the point where they were powerless.

The ants that were so empty of their eyes that they trampled them under their feet.

The whole process happened in an instant, and after the other angels reacted, the angels at Su Ziyang's feet were already breathless.

"Nourishing ......"

On the body of the dead angel, the four-colored lightning burst out from time to time.

His body also twitched, and the piece was >>

After the moment, there was no movement, and he couldn't die anymore.

"This ......"

The other seven angels stood in place, their faces full of shock.

They looked at Su Ziyang's gaze, full of jealousy.

In the next second, their faces were even more shocked.

They found that the angels who had fallen to the earth, no matter how they called, were not resurrected.

“……”

They opened their mouths and didn't say a word.

On his face, he showed an extremely jealous look.

The body is trembling slightly.

Arrogance, at this moment, disappeared cleanly.

"This ...... Is this still human? ”

He ...... What kind of monster is he? ”

"Run!"

The remaining angels, after nodding to each other, spread their wings in seven directions and flew towards the sky.

However.

"Want to run?"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Su Ziyang's mouth, and he immediately used the sun and the moon like a shuttle.

This move, after the fusion of bloodlines, is several times stronger.

The shuttle distance, the number of times, and the speed are much stronger.

"Whew......"

Su Ziyang's figure flickered continuously.

When it reappears, it goes back to where it was.

In his hands, grasping seven angels is like twisting seven chickens.

"You...... Do you want to do it? ”

"Let go of me, we are angels, kill us, you will never live?"

Hearing this, Su Ziyang just smiled coldly.

"What about angels?"

"This seat is going to kill you!"

After speaking, Su Ziyang used his right hand hard and began to twist their wings.

"Ah......h

The screams were terrible, and the cold hairs stood on end, and the cold sweat flowed.

In the stunned eyes of everyone, Su Ziyang once again broke all the wings of the seven angels.

"Without wings, see how you can fly?"

Su Ziyang looked at their extremely resentful faces, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

"Fourth Prince, save me!"

Seeing Su Ziyang's big feet slam down, the seven people let out a hysterical shout.

After that.

"Hoo ......"

Above the sky, two figures flew down.

The person at the head is none other than the fourth son of the Lord of Sword Continent, Prince Joel.

Behind him, followed by a man with a fiery red body.

The clothes are fiery red, the skin is fiery red, and even the hair is fiery red.

Behind him, there were two pairs of fiery red wings.

The breath on his body was imperceptible.

He looks like an ordinary angel, and people can't detect his presence.

Behind Joel, there are also two pairs of wings.

He looked at Su Ziyang, his face was calm, and he showed an expression of control.

"Smack......

Then, he palmed his hands.

"Not bad, not bad!"

"It's unexpected!"

"Thanos, the deity is not embarrassed by you, let them go, hand over the artifact, and recognize the deity as the master, the deity can guarantee that it will definitely give you a way out!" Joel said.

Su Ziyang did not speak.

At this moment, his eyes were fixed on the fiery red angel.

On his face, he looked at him with a cautious look.

It wasn't until Joel called him several times that he came to his senses.

"What if not?" Su Ziyang said coldly.

"You can't survive, you can't die!"

Joel's face and killing intent surged out of his own frenzy.

Behind him, the fiery red angel breathed and made the appearance of being ready to shoot at any time.

"Really?"

"I'd like to see how you managed to get rid of them!"

After speaking, Su Ziyang raised his big foot and invoked the power of his bloodline.

"Nourishing ......"

The four-colored lightning surged on Su Ziyang's feet.

Then he raised his foot and pointed it at the seven angels, and he stepped on it.

"Hoo ......"

The power of the feet, if it can tear everything, the air is smashed one after another.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the seven angels changed greatly.

"Don't!"

"Presumptuous!"

"You dare!"

Three voices sounded at the same time.

……