Bloodlines of the Marvel Universe

Chapter 110 Another fight with iron blood

"He is very strong."

Through the multi-functional visor, Celtic carefully looked at this supposedly unusual human twice. He felt the unique aura of school instructors and tribal strongmen in him: "If I can capture this prey... …”

Noticing the shoulder cannons on the right shoulders of the three Predator warriors opposite, Kahn looked solemn.

They originally found five such shoulder cannons in the sarcophagus.

During the escape, three agents carrying shoulder cannons were separated and killed in action.

Now it seems that those separated guys are in danger, and all three weapons are in the hands of these iron-blooded men.

Kahn remembered that this thing was not only extremely powerful, but also had an automatic aiming function, and its rate of fire was far faster than gunpowder bullets, which was extremely troublesome.

His own Vulcan cannon has no advantage against this kind of weapon.

Thinking of the habits of the Predator clan, Kahn's eyes flashed, and he decisively removed the weapon box and Vulcan cannon from his back, and pulled out the one-handed sword from his back.

Then he raised an internationally recognized gesture to the monsters in front of him - Mountain.

Then, his arm fell forward and hooked provocatively at the Predators.

He tilted his head. Although Kelt didn't understand the meaning of this gesture, he could understand the provocative meaning in the other person's eyes.

She put away the shoulder cannon, raised her arms, and two forearm-long silver short blades popped out from the wrist armor.

"let me."

Holding down the two younger brothers on the left and right who were equally ready to move, Kelt took a step forward and chose to face this unknown and unknown strong man alone.

Most of their iron-blooded clan have high self-esteem. Unless absolutely necessary, they will never choose to fight in groups during hunting activities.

'clang! '

With the sound of gold and iron clashing, a cluster of sparks exploded as the long sword and wrist knife collided.

Feeling the huge force coming from the sword, Kahn was slightly surprised.

Immediately, he retreated to advance, dodged the wrist knife coming from the other side, grabbed the gap between the enemy's moves, and stabbed the opponent's chest straight.

'Shin! '

The silver-gray armor that could withstand rifle bullets was instantly broken. Feeling the severe pain in his chest, Kelt roared angrily, raised his hand and a large metal net spurted out from the front of the arm armor.

Unexpectedly, this metal net was unexpectedly tough. Kahn slashed out with his sword, leaving only a shallow scratch on the net wire.

Fortunately, he was fast enough, and before the metal net closed, the figure had already disappeared from its scope.

After suffering a loss, Kelt did not dare to use the wrist knife anymore, so he pulled out the folding spear from his back and prepared to become a spearman.

One inch long, one inch strong.

With the help of a spear that was more than two meters long, Celtic finally prevented this weird human from finding another chance to get close to him.

A powerful and heavy swing swept across thousands of troops, and after missing, it hit the stone pillar next to it.

'Boom! '

Spider web-like cracks instantly covered the entire stone pillar, demonstrating the terrifying power of this blow.

But Kahn was unfazed and charged forward again, the light from the sword in his hand even faster than before.

Celtic's movements were also not slow, and he raised his gun without showing any signs of weakness.

In the dark and primitive hall, two black shadows intertwined endlessly, causing countless gravel and loud noises.

The fight was evenly matched.

'Crack! ''Click! '

Kahn frowned as he looked at the two rice-sized gaps in the sword's blade.

The said hardness is 390 times that of M5.6 powder steel, is that it?

Looking at the undamaged silver spear in the enemy's hand again, Kahn couldn't help but feel a toothache.

Isn't this spear a bit too sharp?

After fighting dozens of moves, he had a rough understanding of the strength of the Predator race.

The speed of the iron-blooded man in front of him was no weaker than that of an ordinary blood viscount.

The strength is even more exaggerated, reaching the average level of a vampire earl.

The fighting skills are also quite strong.

Judging from his size, the guy in front of him should be the strongest among the iron-bloods, but the other iron-bloods are definitely not much weaker.

Ordinary werewolves and vampires would probably die in the hands of these monsters.

However, Kahn is no ordinary vampire.

The speed of his feet suddenly increased by [-]%. Under the shocked gaze of Tie Xue in front of him, he dwarfed his body and easily dodged the spear attack, and bullied himself in front of the opponent.

Then he aimed at the elbow that lacked armor protection and stabbed out with a sword.

"Roar—!"

Letting out a painful roar, Celtic immediately took out the spear in his hand.

Kahn was unyielding. When he withdrew his long sword, he made a fist with his left palm, aimed at the tan abdominal muscles, and stamped it firmly.

After receiving a heavy blow to the abdomen, Kelt spurted out a mouthful of green blood. His huge body was shot out uncontrollably and hit the cracked stone pillar hard.

'Boom! '

The already precarious stone pillar collapsed instantly.

"Tell me, will you bleed?"

Stepping on Tie Xue's chest, Kahn pointed his sword at the opponent's metal mask that was constantly leaking green liquid droplets, asking and answering himself: "It seems you can."

Upon seeing this, the other Predators took out their best weapons without hesitation.

Some were holding long knives, some were waving long whips, and one even took out a weapon that looked like a meteor hammer, and all attacked the blond man in front.

They did not dare to sit back and watch their captain being killed by the other party, otherwise the elder grandfather of the other party would not give them good things to eat when they returned to the mothership.

One Iron-blood even wanted to sneak attack with a shoulder cannon, but saw that the cunning human had already lifted their captain with one hand and blocked it in front of him.

He had no choice but to take out a spear and follow in the footsteps of his three companions.

'Finally took the bait. '

Kahn's eyes flashed slightly when he caught a glimpse of the four Predator warriors running toward him.

In fact, he has been hiding his strength from the beginning.

No way, that shoulder cannon thing is too disgusting.

Not only does it have the function of automatically tracking and locking enemies, its rate of fire is extremely fast, and its power is ridiculously great.

With his physique, even if he survives one shot, he will most likely lose the ability to fight again.

If the strength exposed at the beginning is too strong, and the opponent does not follow martial ethics and chooses to use shoulder cannons to cover the fire, then the trouble will be big.

Therefore, Kahn can only use the provocation method.

Arouse the combative spirit of the Predator, lure the opponent to fight with you with cold weapons, and then surround the enemy for reinforcements.

As long as the shoulder cannon that is the most threatening to him is eliminated, these iron-bloods can only be at his mercy.

'Crack! '

With a sword slash, Kahn had just raised his shoulder from behind, preparing to fire a shoulder cannon at him. Kahn punched the Predator's mask in his hand with another heavy punch, hammering the monster until stars appeared in his eyes and it was temporarily lost. The power of resistance.

Then, using the opponent's body as a shield, he took the initiative to meet the four iron-blooded warriors rushing forward.

In a hand-to-hand encounter, Kahn was not in a hurry to reveal his true strength. Instead, he relied on the long sword in his hand to deal with the three iron-bloods who arrived first.

When the iron-blooded warrior with the shoulder cannon arrived at the battlefield at the end, he smashed the burden in his hand against the iron-blooded warrior holding the whip.

The next moment, the speed exploded at full strength!