Some people say that the sonorous sound of men slashing with swords on the battlefield is also the romance of men, and the American team used to be a little incomprehensible.

He is a person who pays attention to defense, in addition to playing miscellaneous soldiers, he can fight with anyone (this is not a consumer of the deceased anchor, okay, let's spit and leave), and even when I first met Brother Hammer in history, he also carried a hammer from Brother Hammer, who was a planet at the time with city-level strength.

But now, the American team is a little enlightened!

He could clearly feel that the male alien in front of him was constantly whirling and dancing with a double-headed gun, killing and dancing.

This is quite an astonishing attack speed, completely beyond the range that the dynamic vision of the American team can capture, and with a gust of wind raging, the figure of the Death Blade General bursts in front of Captain America.

In the face of the evil blades slashed from various tricky angles, the American team blocked completely by feeling.

"Dangdangdangdang!" The continuous reverberation became a super long tone that was extremely long, which shook the American team.

If it weren't for the fact that his instinctive block was beyond Deathblade's imagination, he would have been cut into eighteen pieces long ago.

"Nice shield! You're even better!" Deathblade screamed, his goblin-like slender face full of sadistic expressions.

As the ceiling of the strength of the five obsidian generals, the Death Blade and the Ebony Throat have their own strengths, and the Death Blade is good at fighting.

With just a wave of the peerless blade, a death force similar to Hela suddenly shot out from the strange-shaped weapon of the death blade.

With him as the center, everything on earth began to wither!

Countless unjust souls are crying in the wind!

On the head of a three-leaf kite-shaped spear that seemed to have been soaked in the blood of hundreds of millions of dead people, strange power began to cut through the atmosphere.

If the shield of the American team is still an old-fashioned round vibranium shield, it is estimated that it will be cracked on the spot.

Even after being strengthened, the American team could still feel that in addition to the terrifying impact, there was also a great aura of death trying to penetrate his body from the tip of the gun.

The fierce sparks continued to flow, and the Death Blade slashed at it in a movement similar to a whirlwind slash. A black strange light curtain almost formed around the thin figure of Deathblade, and the guys below the planetary level couldn't even get close.

The splatters of spears alone were enough to stab their bodies into a sieve.

The energy that shot out was not invisible at all, they were clusters of black arrows of light, many times stronger than the lasers that could be seen everywhere on the battlefield, and even the shields of dreadnoughts could not withstand the aftermath of this fierce energy. The shield was easily pierced, and the dreadnought's alloy outer armor, several meters thick, was easily cut through a deep hole the size of a bowl.

According to the normal comparison of strength in the history of the Marvel world, the American team should have knelt a long time ago. The American team plus the widow sister and the falcon in the movie version can beat the death blade CP or something, which is not reliable at all. The strength of the sub-heavenly father level is such a rookie? Even the peerless blade was temporarily snatched away?

Don't tease!

The strength of the death blade in front of him is in line with history......

When the Deathblade General attacked at a speed beyond human imagination, the widow sister and the night Proxima Centauri were divided.

Simple flesh cutting can't defeat Proxima Centauri in the Night, but with the strange shadow energy and two artifact daggers, it's different.

The biggest difference between aliens and humans is their physical fitness, the kind of vitality, endurance and physical toughness that are completely beyond the imagination of ordinary humans.

It's a pity that the widow sister is not a complete person.

If Proxima Centauri's body is comparable to the armor of a main battle tank, then the terrifying blessing of the body of a demigod makes it as easy for the widow's dagger to cut Proxima Centauri's body as it is to cut tofu.

After the five-star [boning], the widow sister was first sent flying, and then killed, and the twin daggers flew up, cutting her enemies at a very fast speed.

Proxima Centauri fought back in vain with her trident, but it missed again and again, and the large wounds in her back, which were deep and visible, increased at a rate of more than ten per second. There is no wound on the front, but there is already a bloody man behind it. Not a single inch of flesh or skin is in sight.

The skin, muscles, and even internal organs were constantly cut.

If it weren't for the exaggeration of her physical strength, she would have died on the spot the moment she was deboned.

"Ahh

It's a pity that this time the Dead Blade General really can't make it.

Even if his whirling spear could cut through the terrible scars of more than ten meters deep in the earth, he still couldn't break through the man in front of him who was bathed in golden light.

The U.S. team is like a needle in the sea, standing between him and Proxima Centauri.

It wasn't that Deathblade hadn't tried to bypass the American team, but the Holy Light's [Sanctions] and the Holy Light Energy Hammers that flew out of thin air interrupted him. The most uncomfortable thing is the holy light that the American team injected into the earth. The golden energy was as if it were an endless, volcanic eruption, and the ground within a radius of several hundred meters was full of gold.

This kind of divine power formed by spirit is undoubtedly highly poisonous to an existence like Death Blade, which uses the power of death. Once you set foot in this area, you have to wear each other down with the American team.

What hurts Death Blade the most is that he can't fly......

Even if he danced the [Peerless Blade] and let the black streamer set off one death tornado after another, the silent man in front of him still stood still, blocking his offensive line.

The golden energy shield didn't shatter like an eggshell under the repeated blows as Deathblade had imagined.

Will it change from a 'quick attack game' to a bladder game, Death Blade doesn't know, anyway, his chick is going to die.

The battlefield was mixed with blood and scorching hot turbid winds, blowing the widow's unusually bright red hair.

Proxima Centauri lay on the ground, her legs broken and unusually crooked. A pair of hands folded and her own trident firmly stuck to the ground. The widow stepped on Proxima Centauri's shoulder, grabbed the female demon's hair with her left hand holding the dagger, and pressed the dagger against Proxima Centauri's throat with her right hand.

"No—" The Dead Blade General roared angrily, his terrible roar turning into a terrifying sound that spread across a radius of several kilometers. The guy who was a little weaker was suddenly blown upside down.

A cruel sneer appeared on the widow's beautiful face: "She will wait for you in hell." Don't make her wait too long!"

After that, the dagger was cut......

Among the five generals of Black Yao, the third Faller has appeared, Proxima Centauri in the Night.

The Deathblade General is furious! He hates it even more! Hates Ebony Throat and Black Dwarf, they don't come!

But are they there to come?

Little did he know that the black dwarf had already hung up one step ahead of Proxima Centauri in the dark night.

Five minutes ago, over there on the black dwarf.

Mei Jiecao appeared.

Hanging ten meters above the battlefield, with the red cloak behind him hunting, a group of Avenger powerhouses followed like stars and moons, and the guys of the Dark Order naturally launched a siege towards Mei Jiecao.