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Chapter 1135 Cant Die



Is Project Tilapia Complex?

Nonsense.

Separate clones to set up space coordinates at the designated location to ambush, and use the Carol Knight clone to launch a space ninjutsu similar to Flying Thunder God.

As for the sneak attack by Carol Knight's clone, the main body secretly left the spatial coordinates on the ground during the battle with Angel Yan.

Angel Qingqing and Angel Tianshuang were less than two meters away from each other. Angel Yan went out to fight. They said they were staring at Carol's clone, but what was the reality?

The queen is working hard in the starry sky. As a subordinate, how can she concentrate her energy?

The moment of distraction was enough for Carol's clone to use the spatial coordinates prepared in advance by the Tilapia body to cross a distance of tens of meters to reach the two of them.

Calculated mentally and unintentionally, the moment the sneak attack came into contact with the two people, it was enough to activate the space ninjutsu again and lead the two people to the ambush circle prepared in advance.

A dozen clones who had ambushed in advance launched a sneak attack regardless of the consequences. Even if they did not want to go too far and did not use powerful ninjutsu, it was still not something that two little angels could resist.

naturally...

“Tilapia!!!”

Knowing that he had fallen into the trap, Angel Yan could no longer keep calm in his heart. Regardless of whether Angel Chase was still there, he roared angrily.

In the past, Yan, who had experienced countless wars and witnessed countless sisters dying in battle, would naturally not be angry and lose his temper.

But everything Tilapia has done for a while has already weakened Angel Yanming's sanity.

Understanding what the disappearance of Qingqing and Tianshuang meant, Angel Yan could no longer suppress his rationality and completely exploded.

Death is a small thing, but losing integrity is a big thing.

Cha Cha, the clone provoked her again and again, telling her clearly in one sentence what would happen to the female angel who fell into the hands of Tilapia.

Angel Chase's eyes were cold, and he swung the flaming sword down brazenly.

The golden energy turned into a crescent moon and slashed at her ex-boyfriend.

The man in front of her was strange to her, so strange that it was scary.

"Queen, we will assist you in your attack." Upon seeing this, the four little angels supporting Fraser drew their swords and entered the battle.

Fang Tian drew his halberd to scatter the thunder, raised his hand and crushed the golden energy crescent moon. Tilapia looked at the angel chasing him with a complicated expression.

"Ding ding ding ding!!!" Four flaming swords hit the chest, abdomen, neck, and forehead one after another, and Tilapia seemed unaware.

The last flaming sword was pierced on the forehead. Tilapia raised his hand in lightning and grabbed the little angel's head.

Let the little angel struggle in pain, scream, and desperately wave the flaming sword to attack himself, using his five fingers to exert force.

"dew."

"Asshole, let go of Lu." Seeing that the lightning was easily dispersed and his subordinates were captured, Angel Yan raised his king's command, merged his sword with his own, wrapped it with lightning, and stabbed the tilapia's heart with one sword.

The flaming sword in Angel Chase's palm burned violently and slashed hard at Tilapia's grasping left hand.

The little sisters howled in pain at the top of their lungs, clearly telling the two of them how terrifying the enemy's five fingers were.

The two are fast, and Tilapia is faster.

The two people, who were dedicated to saving people, witnessed with their own eyes the head of a female angel named Lu, exploding like a watermelon under the fingers of a tilapia.

"The first one."

There was no emotion in the sound, but when it reached the ears of Angel Yan and Angel Zhui, they only felt their scalps numb.

As a warrior, it is instinctive to hold the sword tightly.

The rage in Angel Yan's eyes disappeared, and he forced himself to calm down, trying to stab Wang Ming into the tilapia's chest faster.

The flaming sword and Wang Ming fell into the air at the same time, and Tilapia himself appeared next to another little angel who came for support.

Fang Tian's painted halberd was unremarkable and he thrust it out with one hand. The move was obviously as ridiculous as a child's play, but in the face of the absolute speed and power, it was also very lethal.

Blood spilled, and the little angel's chest was completely penetrated by Fang Tian's painted halberd.

"The second one."

"Achai, hold Tilapia, I want..." The furious Angel Yan couldn't help but shrink his pupils in mid-sentence.

The tilapia killed the little angel, just like chopping melons and vegetables. As soon as he raised his hand, another little angel was cut off by the crescent branch of Fang Tian's painted halberd.

"The third one."

The voice without any emotion sounded again. Ignoring Angel Yan who had recovered from his rage and Angel Chase who was completely disappointed in himself, Tilapia turned his eyes to the last surviving little angel and said calmly: "Kneel down, you can continue.

alive.

Resist, and I will reward you with a glorious death in battle."

"My honor is to fight for justice. Who wants you to give me glory?" The flaming sword was raised, and the death of his companions could not make the remaining little angel flinch.

"Respect your choice." The indifference disappeared from his face, and he allowed Ah Zhui to stab him in the back with his sword, and the tilapia disappeared.

He appeared again, already behind the little angel, and slapped his breastplate with his free left hand.

As the magic power in his palms suffocated, the little angel felt as if his chest was exploding. Severe pain swept through his whole body. He was unwilling to spurt out blood foam mixed with countless internal fragments, and closed his eyes unable to do so.

"The fourth."

Four people, four moves.

Just like Liang Bing said that in the first generation, he could crush a dozen to death with his own hands. Faced with the huge gap in basic attributes, Tilapia could also crush countless little angels to death with his own hands.

"Ah Zhui, if you want to hurt me, the flaming sword is not enough.

You can try changing weapons, or..." Raising his hand to pinch the burning flaming sword in Angel Chaser's hand, Tilapia reminded with a smile.

He looked at Angel Yan who had turned on the secondary biological engine, ignored the lightning jumping around him, and smiled provocatively.

"Angel Yan, you and I are not in the same dimension now, so there is no point in struggling in vain.

Kneeling down and becoming a slave girl is the only way to save the angel.

This sentence is for you, and it is also for He Xi."

Angel Yan didn't say anything, but Tilapia's answer was the most violent lightning in history.

Nebula-level lightning fell from the sky, completely covering the tilapia.

Seeing that Angel Chase seemed unaware that he was also within the attack range, Tilapia sighed and pushed the man away before lightning struck.

"Hiss!!!" Severe pain, numbness, "It's so powerful."

The lightning disappeared, and seeing that the tilapia was still smiling at him, Angel Yan and Angel Chase both clenched their swords and fell into silence.

"Flame-level weapons can't break through defenses, and nebula-level lightning doesn't hurt or itch when hit on the body, so what else can I use to hit him?"

After stretching, Tilapia put away Fang Tian's painted halberd when he saw that the two men did not attack him immediately.

"Achai, the attack you just made should assist with the Shock Fruit ability.

The high-frequency vibrating flaming sword might be able to hurt me."

"You don't need to tell me, I will use the ability you gave me to kill you." Angel Chai's face was expressionless, and the flaming sword in his palm vibrated at high frequency.

As the ability is activated, the thin air at high altitude is also vibrating with the flaming sword.

Angel Yan grasped the king's life tightly and also made an offensive stance.

"Nebula-level lightning can't hurt the opponent, so we can only try the most primitive hand-to-hand combat. I hope Wang Ming is sharp enough."

With a clear understanding, the three of them started almost at the same time.

The disappeared Fang Tian Hua Ji returned and immediately withstood Wang Ming's surprise attack.

The vibrations spread to the tilapia's skin through the air, and Fang Tian opened the halberd, carrying the most powerful overlord's domineering energy in history, and collided with the shaking flame sword.

The impact swept thousands of miles, and before Tilapia could counterattack, Wang Ming struck again.

Pushing aside the flaming sword, Fang Tian's painted halberd seemed to have no weight and was swept across by Tilapia.

An inch long, an inch strong.

Angel Yan did not dare to be careless, so he turned from attack to defense and raised his sword to block.

If an ordinary person hits a train, even if he tries to spread his wings, he will still fly backwards like a cannonball for tens of thousands of meters.

Angel Yan felt as if his two arms no longer belonged to him and he had no feeling at all.

"The strength is not even a little bit stronger than last time.

Even if I'm mentally prepared, I still can't face the challenge head-on."

The recovery power of the holy body is endless, his arms regained consciousness, and Angel Yan returned to the battlefield with lightning.

"Achai."

The battlefield is empty, and there are no tilapias or angels chasing shadows.
Chapter completed!
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