"What happened next?"

In the cockpit, Niegler, the leader of the Black Blood Organization, asked sternly.

Screams came from the audio equipment on the bridge, and the monitoring screen was covered by thick white steam, and only interlaced shadows could be seen.

"The enemy has invaded." His subordinate replied awkwardly.

"How many?" Niegler asked again.

"There seems to be only one." His subordinate's voice became even softer.

"Hmm! One? Hundreds of people can't kill one person?" Niegler immediately slapped his subordinate on the face.

He wore a retro and majestic full-coverage battle armor. Except for the movable joints, there was no exposed skin on his body.

The shape is retro, but it has a bit of Chinese armor flavor. The breastplate and skirt are connected by chains. The shoulder armor is thick and spiked, and the mask is shaped like a ferocious brown bear.

The whole body is pitch black, but glows with a textured pearlescent light, like a splash of black ink flowing on the surface of the armor, and the engraved patterns are extremely primitive and barbaric.

Even the shoulder cannon is in the shape of a short sword, full of murderous intent.

There are two rings on the back shoulders, and a black cloak hangs down to the calf.

"A bunch of trash, I'll go there myself."

Nigele strode away, vaguely aware that this uninvited guest was something special.

Although he may be rough and arrogant, he is a fierce man with a fierce heart and a man who smells the roses carefully.

When he was young, he was on a par with the current elder Zhu Yan. After betraying Iron Blood Star, he successfully escaped from the siege of the two elders.

Today's iron-blooded warriors of the abandoned clan are able to fight like this, and it is indispensable for Nigele to be the driving force behind the scenes. Moreover, he is a eloquent speaker, good at grabbing people's hearts, and inspiring the rebellion in the hearts of countless iron-blooded warriors.

Nigler's goal in life is to rule the galaxy and abolish the way of hunting followed by the Predator.

Then colonize all intelligent civilizations in the galaxy and turn them into factories and slaves of the iron-blooded clan.

Finally, set your sights on the endless universe outside the Milky Way, turn the Milky Way into a power war engine, and open up a path of bloody killing, instead of wasting your life or even the whole family's life on so-called hunting.

, because in his opinion it was really ridiculous.

Da da da

Seven black-blooded guards followed closely behind, each with elite iron-blooded standards, and Yagor, who was brutally executed by Chu Xin, was one of them.

…

Peng!

Chu Xin grabbed an abandoned iron blood and used it to block the incoming plasma bullets.

The Abandoned Clan in his hand suddenly opened his chest and abdomen, and the panic on his face was frozen.

The transportation warehouse used to store bulky materials had turned into a green jungle in just three minutes. The ceiling, walls and floors were all painted with a layer of high-quality fluorescent green, coupled with the lingering white mist steam.

It has a super spooky atmosphere.

Should I say it or not, you can open a Predator brand art wall paint store. Every time you decorate a haunted house, a Predator will lose all his blood.

Chu Xin stepped forward and with a heavy punch, he turned the last abandoned iron-blood here into a pulp.

Then, without saying a word, he kicked towards the hatch not far away.

winter--

The hatch breaks away inward and flies out.

Several roars and wailings came from behind the door. It was obvious that the reinforcements that had arrived in a hurry had taken advantage of the power of beating the cattle across the mountain.

In the end, Niegler held up the hatch with both hands and lowered his waist to intercept it halfway.

"What is this? Is it the product of genetic mixing? Iron-blooded stars are now also playing the dark iron-blooded game?" He looked at Chu Xin who was looking at him in astonishment.

This battleship is very large. Although it is not as good as a serious main ship, it is at least two to three times the size of an ordinary battleship. The interior is so spacious that Chu Xin, in his bestial form, can complete a set of radio gymnastics.

So Chu Xin rushed straight into the aisle.

When plasma bullets struck one after another, he dodged sideways and entered another passage.

"The internal link system locked his position." Niegler said calmly.

call!

But after blinking twice, Chu Xin burst out from behind a door beside them, crushing them like a hill.

With a "snap", the first member of the abandoned clan, Jagged Blood, was slapped against the wall, his life and death unknown.

The others dispersed in a slight panic.

Only Nigler reacted quickly and fought back while retreating.

I saw his shoulder cannon rapidly deforming, expanding from twenty centimeters to half a meter in length, and the hollow energy tube gradually lit up.

A scorching plasma beam spurted out, heating the air within tens of meters nearby.

Peng!

Chu Xin's entire left arm was instantly swallowed and melted as it hit him.

But before Nigeler could think about it, an incredible scene appeared before his eyes.

The cross-section of the arm of the Flesh Mold Lake unexpectedly exploded with a large cluster of wriggling flesh buds. The small ones gathered into thick ones, and then twisted and intertwined to reshape into a brand new arm. The internal bones were like tree trunks stretching straight and tough.

The skin is then covered.

"Um???"

Nigler was shocked and felt something bad, and subconsciously made a blocking gesture.

Peng!

Chu Xin punched his crossed arm armor, knocking him away nearly twenty meters.

"Five minutes are enough." Chu Xin stared at Niegler who was getting up tremblingly, and thought silently in his heart.

This guy is the strongest Iron-Blooded guy I have ever met, more than one level stronger than Lone Wolf.

In these short ten seconds, Chu Xin felt a little excited whether it was his movement, positioning or judgment.

"puff"

Nigel felt his chest and abdomen hot and violent, and a mouthful of blood spurted into his mask.

With such terrifying power, no wonder the sleep quality of each of his subordinates was better than the last, and they fell to the ground without waking up.

He pulled out a straight and slender black long knife from his waist. The edge of the blade was filled with violent plasma energy. He stared at Chu Xin with great solemnity, observing the battle situation and waiting for the opportunity to make a move.

Chu Xin continued to move, dodging the plasma light bullets flying in the sky, while killing the remaining six abandoned clan iron bloods in three or two strokes, two of them were pierced through one tail.

Buzz!

Beast sensor triggers.

Chu Xin dodged sideways without looking back, turned and elbowed, but missed.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Nigele slashed out again, and the hot blade cut a burnt gash in Chu Xin's side, but it healed in the blink of an eye.

Peng!

Being experienced, he fired two plasma beams at the same time. One shot penetrated the inner armor of the battleship, causing electric sparks to flash. The other shot passed by Chu Xin's head, killing a man who came to support him.

subordinates.

Chu Xin became serious and aimed at Nigele and punched him continuously.

But Nigler was indeed not an ordinary person. He persisted for more than two minutes, during which time he even slashed Chu Xin several times.

"Let's test the waters with you."

Chu Xin looked around, and in the next second, while Nigele and several abandoned tribesmen looked up in confusion, he jumped high and jumped to the top of nearly 100 meters.

Boom boom!

A shocking sound like a loud bell surged through his body instantly.

The moment it began to fall, violent air currents gathered and surged around the body, roaring like a war horn.

At this moment, Chu Xin's fall accelerated, and countless whirlwinds swept across it, as if sharp claws were slicing through the surroundings, leaving dense traces, and countless goods were forcibly split into two.

The wind condensed into substance and completely enveloped Chu Xin's body. Even Nigel's shoulder cannon beam could not penetrate it.

And the shape was like a giant hammer falling from the sky and hitting the ground heavily.

winter--

Super skill, iron-blooded hammer!

Chu Xin collided fiercely with the metal floor. In just a moment, dozens of cracks spread out on the steel floor, and the entire layout was distorted and deformed.

A huge earthquake erupted immediately, covering a thousand meters in an instant. Everything in its path trembled and cracks appeared.

The ripples from the huge earthquake touched the abandoned clan iron-bloods. They were all unable to move on the spot. They were dizzy and paralyzed to the point of slow thinking. However, their bodies seemed to have been hit hard by an invisible heavy hammer, and their internal organs were immediately injured and bleeding.

"How is that possible? What have you done? Who are you?"
To be continued...