Chapter 383 Ronan VS Ronin

The moment Ronin looked back, Ronan, Gamora and Nebula's hearts trembled. His eyes were too sharp, as if they were as sharp as a blade, and the air in front of them seemed to be cut into pieces.

"Who are you?"

When Ronan saw a group of wounded subordinates rushing over from the No. 013 prison, he immediately felt something was wrong. Maybe Antonidas had already escaped. And the dangerous person in front of him might be the one who rescued him.

"Ronan, let me catch him and you can interrogate him slowly."

It is said that a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger, and this sentence is fully reflected in Nebula. The shock was only temporary. The mission was taken away by Gamora. Now it was an opportunity to show myself, and I couldn't retreat.

"Reckless!"

Ronan held the war hammer horizontally to block her way. After all, Nebula was Thanos' daughter. Even if Thanos didn't care if she died, it would probably affect Thanos' mood a little.

The archer with half an arm in front of him killed dozens of his subordinates in an instant. Even he was afraid of the surging arcane energy. There was no doubt that Xingyun would die if he went there.

With the warhammer against his lower abdomen, Xingyun looked at him in confusion, then took a step back, staring at Ronin, who had transformed into Hanzo, with a fierce look in his eyes.

"How can an ant like you be called the Supreme Mage? He has left long ago. I was called here just to teach you a lesson and let you know what respect for the Supreme is!"

Hanzo's English is always a bit lame, but Ronan thought he came from a planet that had never been explored by the Kree in the depths of the universe, maybe the Azeroth mentioned by Antonidas.

Could this person be Antonidas' student, Kel'Thuzad? Jaina Proudmoore is impossible, that's a girl's name.

"It's not good for either of us to fight here. I'll give you whatever you want."

Ronan didn't want to waste his energy on such useless things. Finding the cosmic spirit ball was his top priority. If a fight broke out, even if they could kill the other party, they would probably suffer heavy losses.

Ronan continued: "If you don't have enough mana and want to go back by spaceship, I can provide you with a spaceship. It's on your left hand side, with a light green door."

Roning smiled faintly, "Too late"

"It seems that you really think that I, Ronan, am easy to bully."

The Kree who came over had already raised their high-tech rifles. Ronan waved his arm down, and the green energy bomb flew towards Roning.

Roning was calm, and transformed into Genji, wielding his waist knife flexibly in front of him. Some energy bombs flew past him, and some were bounced back.

The Kree were all knocked down by the energy bombs they shot. Although they were not killed, they were also seriously injured and lost their ability to resist for a while. Ronan used his warhammer to block several energy bombs, and Gamora and Nebula dodged in a panic.

They were puzzled. How could this man transform, and his method was so strange.

"Ryujin Kenbu!"

Ronin pulled out the dragon blade, and a strong green light followed, illuminating the dark warship with green light, and the surrounding iron walls were all dyed with green light.

The green light merged into a dragon shape behind Ronin, staring with a pair of murderous dragon eyes, with amazing power, and vast energy poured out, as if to tear apart everything that hindered it.

Even with Ronan's calm temperament, he opened his mouth slightly. This was exactly the same as the blue energy just now, and there was a hint of vicious resentment.

Gamora and Nebula were even more shocked. They had never seen such a magnificent energy before. They were holding BS in their hands, and they seemed so powerless at this time.

Gamora, who could see the situation, dragged Nebula and ran back. This level of battle was not something they could participate in. Only Ronan could fight head-on.

Ronan looked back and let them go. They really couldn't help much in this kind of battle.

Then he stared at the iron lump with a serious face and said sinisterly: "Very good, you succeeded in making my blood boil. Now, you are no different from the Xandar people I hate. You will eventually be destroyed by me."

Ronan shouted and rushed towards Ronin with the war hammer. The sharp edges of the hammer head actually pulled a gully in the iron ground.

At this time, the soul of the blue dragon was completely poured into the dragon blade, becoming a veritable sword of the dragon god. Ronin himself entered a state of unity between the dragon and the sword, and his fighting spirit was high.

"My warrior heart is burning!"

With a sword slash, Ronan swung the war hammer from bottom to top.

The dragon blade didn't seem to touch the hammer, but the dragon soul contained in it had already cut out a sharp blue sword energy.

From the air!

Bang!

Ronan had just raised the hammer halfway when he was pushed back by the sword energy, knocking a deep pit in the iron ground.

Before he could be shocked, Roning's second knife was already swinging, and Roning quickly rolled to the outside.

The dragon soul sword energy directly cut a deep gully in the ground, and the wires interspersed in it crackled and flashed with lightning.

Looking at the sword mark, Ronan's heart shuddered. If this fell on him, even armor could not resist it.

Roning, who seemed to be possessed by the dragon soul and emitting a weak blue light, was like a wild beast at this moment, not giving himself a chance to breathe, and approaching the prey. He would never rest until the prey was killed.

The third strike, Ronan dodged hastily, but was still hit by the Dragon Soul Sword Qi on his helmet. The black helmet shattered on the spot, exploding into debris that flew everywhere.

The force of the flying sword was like a dart piercing into the iron wall.

Most of the Kree who happened to arrive had their bodies pierced by the broken pieces of helmets, and some of those who were unlucky had their heads blown off.

Blood gradually dyed the iron passage red.

The Kree who survived by chance had never seen their master in such a miserable state. They all stood there with weak legs, looking at each other, not knowing what to do. With their scumbag strength, they would probably be torn into pieces by the violent blue energy before they even get close to the enemy.

Without the helmet, Ronan revealed his shiny blue bald head, and blood flowed down his forehead, then to the corners of his eyes, and then to the sides of his nose.

The black paint on his face could not hide the scarlet blood.

Ronan was furious, his arms shook, his strength seemed to have reached its peak, he picked up the war hammer and jumped on the ground.

This jump left a footprint on the ground.

The Kree war hammer smashed down on Ronan's head, but Ronan was not panicked. He raised the dragon blade. This was the last blow of the Dragon God Sword, gathering all the remaining dragon soul power.

Ronan's face was tense, he held the hammer in both hands and smashed it down, ignoring the sword energy, his eyes fixed on Roning's head.

Even if both of them were injured, he would smash the opponent's head to vent his hatred.

Ronan's hand shook, and the hammer head stirred up layers of ripples, like sound waves.

Roning felt a sense of oppression from it, maybe this is the characteristic of the Kree hammer.

But as the arc-shaped sword light passed, the ripples were shaken away, Ronan's pupils shrank suddenly, and the sword light turned and fell on him.

The moment of contact, crack!

Ronan clearly felt the armor cracked, and an irresistible force came from his hand. No matter how much he wanted to hold the hammer, his arm was out of control.

The tiger's mouth was torn, and the hammer flew out and fell into the pile of corpses behind him. The whole person flew out like a bullet and fell heavily to the ground.

The armor was shattered all over the ground, and the blue body was misty, like the mist rising in the morning, but this mist was bloody.