The mechanical warrior of Taotie civilization raised his head and, by the height of half a head higher than Ge Xiaolong, he could see that in front of him, the Ge Xiaolun who was penetrated by himself, now grabbed the blade passing through his chest with both hands, regardless of the deep bone- visible wounds cut by the God-killing Marshal on his palm, enduring the bloody mouth, which brought about not a roar like thunder.

"quiet!!!"

The moment the sound wave spread, the giant cannon that had begun to gather energy again, and the light energy barrier that had just been supported also disappeared again.

To complete his task, Ge Xiaolun also focused entirely on the mechanical warrior of the Taotie clan behind him. His blood-filled hand was cut by God-killing Martial Arts and grabbed the blade poked out of his chest with force. He had no intention of climbing out the blade, but was stretching it inward.

Feeling the unrivaled distance in front of him, even the mechanical warrior of the Taotie clan understood that his weapon could not be returned, and had to give up the God-killing Martial Arts in his hand. He had to avoid Liu Chuang's axe blade when his body was moved, and he was ready to avoid the fatal attack first and then interfere, so that the warship had enough time to condense firepower.

But how could Ge Xiaolun, who suffered such a serious crime, let him go?

Just as the mechanical warriors of the Taotie clan released the God-killing Martial Arts, Ge Xiaolong turned around directly, and even rushed forward regardless of the God-killing Martial Arts that were still stuck in his chest. The Storm Sword in his hand swept across, directly chopping his body away and flew towards Liu Chuang.

Liu Chuang saw such a good head flying straight towards him, without any hesitation. The dark cutter in his hand flashed deep black lights.

A dark light flashed, and in an instant the mechanical warrior's steel body was directly split into two halves. It looked like that, it was 100% impossible to survive.

"Ahem~"

Seeing that the enemy had been solved, Ge Xiaolun, who had been holding his body forcibly, coughed up a mouthful of blood, stretched his wings behind him slightly, and then slowly fell from the sky.

"Xiao Lun, are you okay?"

When Liu Chuang saw Ge Xiaolun fall to the top of a high-rise building, he had just provoked the enemy to solve the problem, and ran over. Looking at Ge Xiaolun covered in blood, he was panicked for a moment and didn't know what to do.

Holding a sword and forcibly supporting himself, Ge Xiaolun spit out the blood in his mouth, stretched out his blood-stained palm and patted Liu Chuang on the shoulder, and said in a slightly weak voice:

"Chuangzi, help, help, do me a favor..."

"What, how do you help me? Why do you want me?"

Seeing Ge Xiaolun's appearance, Liu Chuang quickly held him with both hands and asked himself what he should do.

At this time, Ge Xiaolun was losing a lot of blood and had no strength to even speak. It was worth reaching out and pointing to the great sword inserted into his body, indicating that he would pull it out.

Liu Chuang obviously understood what Ge Xiaolun meant. He carefully supported Ge Xiaolun's body with one hand, and reached behind Ge Xiaolun's back with the other hand, pinched the long hilt of the sword, and then pulled it out suddenly.

"Ahem~"

After the Shenshen Wu pulled out of his body, Ge Xiaolun's condition obviously improved a lot. After coughing out two mouthfuls of blood again, the blood in his chest had stopped.

He leaned on the Storm Sword, half-kneeled on the ground, looked up at the sky, and the seven main battleships left under the bombardment of Sun Wukong, Rena and others, as well as the light energy barrier that had recovered again, took a deep breath and was about to shout again.

"Su~ Cough cough..."

But he opened his mouth but couldn't shout anything. Instead, he coughed up a mouthful of blood again. Liu Chuang, who was standing beside him, was very anxious, but he couldn't do anything.

He looked at Liu Chuang who was anxious, and then looked at Brother Monkey and Rose who were still confronting Taotie warships in the sky. He waved his hand gently, took a deep breath, and said weakly to Liu Chuang:

"Chuangzi, you, go and help Brother Monkey and the others first. I'll take a rest here and wait..."

As he said that, Ge Xiaolun stood up tremblingly with the Storm Sword, sensing the warm currents that were surging in his body and the slowly filling energy. He tried to shout again, but he still failed.

Liu Chuang looked at Ge Xiaolun who was standing up tremblingly in front of him, turned to look at Brother Monkey and others who were fighting against Taotie warships in the sky, gritted his teeth and said:

"Then Xiaolun, be careful, I'll go to help Brother Monkey and the others!"

After saying that, he still looked at Ge Xiaolun with some concern. Seeing that Ge Xiaolun's face was slowly turning from pale to blush, and his condition seemed to have recovered slightly, he felt relieved. He looked at the Taotie civilized mechanical warrior fighting with roses in the sky, stepped on the ground with his feet, and turned into a gust of black light with his body, and rushed straight like he rushed over there.

Faced with a single injury and the power of the Galaxy, whose remaining strength is almost negligible, how could the Taotie Legion give up such a great temptation?

Another figure with mechanical bodies rushed out silently from nowhere, and the sharp spear tip pointed directly at Ge Xiaolun's heart, as if he was about to kill him with one blow.

Ge Xiaolun, who was recovering and his ability to move was greatly reduced, clearly saw that the gun tip was approaching five meters around him, and continued to accelerate, stabbing the gun tip at the gun tip in his heart.

Although he could react for a while, the injured body could not make useful dodges, so he could only watch the gun head get closer and closer to him.

But even in the face of such a crisis, Ge Xiaolun did not show any cowardice on his face. Instead, he stared at the Taotie mechanical warrior who was approaching him in front of him, and his hand that was already holding the Storm Sword tighter.

And just when the Taotie mechanic warrior thought he was about to successfully kill the power of the Galaxy, he even began to fantasize about the scene where he received the reward of his god after he was about to dedicate the death of the power of the Galaxy to his god Carl.

However, the bullets of reality will eventually break through the bubble of fantasy.

"Touch~"

A bullet that was so near that it directly ended the fantasy of the Taotie clan mechanic warrior.

The God-Slaying Armor Piercing Single Ruthlessly pierced the Taotie Mechanic Warrior's head and opened a bowl-sized scoop on his temple.

Moreover, the God-killing spear in his hand also changed and deviated from the original track as the body moved, piercing straight into the cement board on the roof, deeply stuck in it, leaving only a short tail, still outside.

Seeing this scene, Ge Xiaolun also smiled slightly, stretched out his thumb and raised it above his head, and then spoke in the communication channel:
Chapter completed!