Facing the chopper, Mike did not hide, but - "Three-Sword Style. Thousand and Eighty Annoying Phoenix!"
More violent attacks.
Chopper was defeated, and a more powerful Chopper attacked the Can Light Bulb Knight.
"Honor, sacrifice, bravery, mercy!" the canned light bulb knight said firmly.
Boom!
The slash struck the plate armor.
The light is dazzling.
The canned lightbulb knight gritted his teeth.
Will can overcome many difficulties and create miracles, but it is not omnipotent-unless the protagonist of novels or comics, especially the physical level, such as the current flying slash like a truck crash.
But it's not.
The canned lightbulb knight flew backwards, landed with a clang, and his helmet fell aside, revealing the face of a handsome middle-aged blond man with a beard.
Wow!
Spit out a mouthful of blood.
It seems that there is a limit to his rebound.
As expected.
If there was no upper limit or other restrictions on the rebound, wouldn't it be invincible?
The canned light bulb knight struggled to stand up. "I swear to be kind to the weak, I swear to be brave against rape, I swear to fight against all wrongs, I swear to fight for the defenseless, I swear..."
"In the name of God and justice, invade other countries, kill people in other countries, and stigmatize other people's resistance... Double-standard dogs and hypocrites are more disgusting than pure evil people. The knight's laws also have "rewards that do not value money". It's only 30 million US dollar. Are your knight's laws feeding the dogs?!"
Mike has expanded.
Thirty million US dollar, described as "merely".
"Three-Sword Style. Ox needle!"
Mike rushes forward like a bull, stabbing with two knives, ready to finish off the canned lightbulb knight.
Ding! Ding!
One left and one right.
On the left is an Asian with a dragon tattoo. His hand turns green and turns into a dragon claw, grabbing the stainless steel katana.
The masked man in exoskeleton armor on the right, his palms transformed into pliers, clamping Nichirin Sword.
The knight's two-handed sword collided with Senbonzakura in his mouth.
Tried to break free... unsuccessfully.
One Gorilla!
Ni Gorilla!
Black Armament Haki wrapped around three knives.
"Humility, honor, sacrifice, valor, mercy, honesty, justice, spirituality, keeping the faith, giving courage and faith to the Lord,"
the knight roared.
If he was a light bulb before, now he is like the scorching sun.
The white light covered the mountain of the Asian with the dragon tattoo and the masked man in the exoskeleton armor. The two suddenly felt that their bodies were full of strength, and their condition was extremely good.
Escape failed again.
At this time, a ninja in black sneaked up behind Mike and pointed six bright samurai swords at Mike's back.
Mid-air drone laser sight Lock-On Mike.
The natives covered with oil paint stopped praying, and their eyes were deep, as if they had traveled through a long time from ancient times to the present day.
S.H.I.E.L.D..
Everyone's eyes widened.
Put yourself in your shoes.
Totally unbearable.
What to do with Mike?
In their opinion, abandoning the knife is a better choice.
"Mike also has white mist, red dust, and clone abilities that are useless. Why are they useless?" Fury, who had been saying "limit Mike" and "must find weaknesses" before, saw Mike in crisis, but he was the first to become anxious.
"Are there any restrictions on the use of his abilities? For example, he can only use a few of them in a day, or there are always a few days in a month that are difficult to use?" Hawkeye's eyes lit up.
"You think it's my aunt? Oh my god, there are always so many days in a month?!" Fury rolled his eyes at Hawkeye, then thoughtfully, "It seems to make sense."
"..." Hawkeye.
"Phil, what do you think?" Fury asked Coulson.
What do you think?
Sitting and watching... I even crossed my legs!
After thinking about it, Coulson said, "I think Mike hasn't tried his best yet, like he's just playing?"
"Play?"
"Well, play seriously." Coulson gestured to Fitz to zoom in, "Look, Mike's expression has not changed much. He..."
The camera zoomed in, and Mike's handsome face suddenly appeared on the screen.
"Flawless... suck~" Black Widow secretly swallowed his saliva.
suddenly.
Mike's expression in the camera changed drastically.
Abandon the knife.
He retreated sharply, forcing six black-clothed ninjas back with one blow.
At this time, Mike is still in the center of the encirclement.
Just now, his sixth sense reminded him of danger, and the source of danger turned out to be a native covered in oil paint.
He didn't make any attacking moves, he just looked at Mike with his spear in hand.
What type of attack is it and where does it come from?
The unknown is a great fear.
Back up.
The premonition of danger disappears.
Taking out two samurai swords from System Space again, Mike knew that seriousness was no longer enough to deal with the situation at hand.
Serious Series.
"Demon Aura. Nine-Sword Style. Asura..."
Everyone present saw Mike as if possessed by a ghost, transforming into three heads and six arms.
However, the satellite monitoring of S.H.I.E.L.D. experienced snowflake-like signal interference.
"What's going on?" Fury was furious.
Technician Fitz was trembling.
"How is it possible for a super biomagnetic field to appear?" Simmons, a biochemistry expert, opened her eyes wide with disbelief. She projected the image of the biomagnetic field onto the secondary screen: a ghost with three heads and six arms.
Coulson murmured, "Nick, I think your guess is very reasonable. Maybe, maybe, maybe Mike is not human at all."
At this time.
Laser transmitter for drone in the sky.
The machine gun of the fighting nation.
Dragon tattoo Asian isolated dragon claw.
Exoskeleton armored masked man's energy cannon.
The shurikens and chain scythes of ninjas.
Can Light Bulb Knight's Holy Light Slash (self-proclaimed).
--At the same time, it pours towards Mike, front, back, left, right, and in the sky... intertwined into terrifying cold and hot weapons, science, metaphysics, entities, and energy to attack the network.
"...One Mist Silver!"
Cut!
Nine consecutive cuts!
The so-called One Mist Silver means "the sword energy stretches across thirty thousand miles, and the light of one sword chills nineteen states", it can repel and crush all visible and invisible attacks.
Well, there's no tax on bragging.
The special effects are shocking.
Just like the breeze blowing by, time lingers.
The red laser, the white energy cannon, the Holy Light Slash, and the cyan dragon claws all stood together to form a three-color light curtain, which was all kinds of weird.
Drone explodes in the air.
The masked man in exoskeleton armor covered his chest, with a stab wound from his left shoulder to his right rib.
The canned lightbulb knight lowered his head, blood gurgling from his neck.
The Asian man with the dragon tattoo has a big hole in his chest and his heart is missing.
The ninja in black was shot into a sieve by the fragments of the ninja tool that was shot backwards.
Mike stood in front of the big man of the fighting nation, his swords crossed and pierced the latter's ribs, and criss-crossed from behind, as if a pair of wings had grown.
A pair of wings that bring death.
"&*#@^$#%&" The big man vomited blood and opened his mouth to speak.
Please forgive Mike for not understanding goose language. Judging from his tone and demeanor, he should be wishing Mike a good man a safe life.
The big man let go of his hand and a melon fell.
Mike flying kick.
Melon made a parabola and fell into the dead fat house of Sheep Prairie after running for most of the day.
"GG." Feizhai had this thought in his mind when he saw the skeletal grenade in front of him.
Only the indigenous people were left. His eyes were frightened, and he shouted an indigenous language that Mike didn't understand. The language blind Gill guessed the expert, Mike guessed that it should be "Devil" or something like that. He took out the bone knife and made bigger wounds on his body.
"I see, there is a volatile toxin in your blood. It is indeed invisible and hard to prevent. Why does the toxin seem to have no effect on other people?" Mike had questions in his mind, but because of the language barrier, he was talking like a chicken.
"Forget it, I don't want to take the postgraduate entrance examination, why are you asking so many questions? Your bleeding efficiency is too low, let me help you."
"One Sword Style. Bird of Prey!"