Marvel's Planeswalkers

"Rat, bold rat!!!"

Inside the pyramid, Apocalypse, with a shiny bald head, clenched his fists, his eyes full of sadness and anger.

In just a few seconds, he could make Charles a cooked meal, and then ascend to the throne of the Earth Chieftain.

But when the great cause was about to be completed, a teleporting bastard came inexplicably and took away the delicious rice and the pot in front of him. Tell me if it is infuriating or not.

This is really something that uncles can tolerate, but aunts cannot.

With a heart full of anger, Apocalypse ordered the four knights to stop Charles at all costs, and he rushed out of the pyramid in a hurry.

As soon as he came out of the pyramid, he saw Psylocke lying on the fighter plane of Charles and others, and the archangel with metal wings got into the cabin and wreaked havoc.

In a few seconds, the fighter plane pierced the ground like a javelin.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Psylocke jumped out of the plane quickly, as for the archangel who got into the fighter plane, hehe.

"Boom~"

Accompanied by a loud bang, the fighter plane and the archangel were declared scrapped.

At the same time, Apocalypse sensed that Charles and others had landed safely with the help of teleportation, and were hiding not far away.

"Waste, a bunch of waste,"

Apocalypse glanced at the unconscious Psylocke, and complained to the body of the archangel with dissatisfaction, while looking for Charles's hiding place, he called: "Charles, I know you can hear me, we are still in contact with each other,"

Sorry, the number you dialed is out of service

Charles called Apocalypse in silence.

There was no way, he knew very well how much he was worth, and knew that he and a group of elementary school students could not fight against Apocalypse at all.

If he made a little response, Apocalypse would immediately kill everyone present.

"Charles~Charles~Come out~"

For a while, the world was echoing Apocalypse's unsatisfied call.

On the other side, Li Feng, who didn't understand the solar energy technology of the Universe God Group, was holding back his resentment, and he was even more angry after hearing Apocalypse's howl.

Unlucky, I need to find someone to vent my bad luck

Scratching his scalp like crazy, Li Feng left a sentence "Blitz, these things are for you to study" and teleported to Tianqi, cursing: "Hey, where did you come from to disturb my spring dream, take a stick from me, Old Sun."

As he said, Li Feng waved his hand and conjured a mace, and hit Tianqi in the face.

Tianqi's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously held up the shield to resist.

Unfortunately, he underestimated Li Feng's resentment and strength.

"Ka~ Bang~"

Under Li Feng's violent smash, the mace smashed the shield with one stick, and also smashed Tianqi's eyes with stars. The paste in his brain was surging like a river and sea, making him forget who he was for a while.

Who am I? Where am I? What am I going to do? .

Tianqi shook his head to restart his brain, and just as he was about to angrily scold Li Feng, he saw Li Feng, who was full of anger, raising the mace again.

Damn, it's coming... Without time to think, Tianqi chose to retreat strategically, while controlling the sand on the ground to wrap around Li Feng.

From the previous blow, he saw that Li Feng was very strong, and with his small body, he would definitely not be able to withstand a few blows.

And his fists were obviously useless to Li Feng.

So, he hurriedly used the sand to wrap not to kill the enemy, but to keep a safe distance, so that he could use his superpowers to kill Li Feng.

Li Feng saw that the whites of Tianqi's eyes turned white in an instant, and he could guess with his fingernails that the other party was using superpowers.

Stupid, we are not a heavyweight player

While complaining, Li Feng ignored the sand that was about to wrap around his ankles, bared his teeth and teleported behind Tianqi, hitting the back of the other party's head with one blow after another, as if he would not stop until he knocked the other party into a concussion.

"He's so ugly, but he's lived a long time. I didn't expect he's thick-skinned and can take a beating?"

Seeing that Tianqi was still alive and kicking after being hit by a few punches, Li Feng suddenly had an idea in his mind and said, "Kid, I have a way to make money. Do you want to consider it?"

"Performing as a human punching bag on the street, one US dollar per punch. Considering your thick skin, it's not a problem to make a million or eight hundred thousand a day."

At this time, Tianqi had been beaten and cried out in pain. He didn't have the heart to listen to what Li Feng was talking about. He could only think about how to escape from the clutches of the devil.

But after thinking about it, Tianqi suddenly found that it was true that he was the ancestor of mutants and had a variety of superpowers.

But in terms of melee ability, he was just a scumbag.

At this moment, he regretted it very much. In the past, he relied on countless superpowers and physical fitness far beyond ordinary people, and he never thought of speaking with fists.

Wouldn't it be nice to wave his hand and use superpowers? It was as ungentlemanly as a barbarian, and it didn't match the majesty of God at all.

But now, he just wanted to have powerful strength, preferably to slap Li Feng's strength away with one slap. No, if possible, he wanted to tear Li Feng's strength apart with his own hands.

"Eric, help~" Tianqi shouted to Eric for help while resisting the dizziness.

It can be said that Lao Wan is indeed a man of the scene. After hearing his master's call for help, he immediately controlled countless metals and prepared to teach Li Feng a lesson by whipping, smashing, stabbing, and pressing.

Li Feng, who was enjoying smashing, noticed the metal behind him, and shouted at Eric with a sinister smile: "Wan Tie Wang, are you really here to join in the fun?"

As he said, Li Feng pointed at the archangel in the distance and resurrected him.

Just as the archangel who was resurrected from the dead opened his confused eyes and stood up, Li Feng raised his hand and fired a fireball, burning the other party and screaming, rolling on the ground.

Resurrection!!! . Eric's eyes were straight, and his wife and daughter who died tragically immediately appeared in his mind.

Li Feng said sternly: "Little calf, try moving it. Believe it or not, I will dig up your grave now, resurrect your wife and daughter, and then, hey, sell it to Africa and Eastern Europe."

There is no need to elaborate on what he does when selling to Africa and Eastern Europe. Eric knows that he is either selling meat, or selling meat, and selling meat.

With a dark face, Eric glanced at the archangel who was breathing weakly, lying on the ground foaming at the mouth, and his limbs twitching.

He suddenly felt that the metal floating in the air best belonged to Tianqi's ugly face.

Apocalypse's heart convulsed and he felt cold. He shouted loudly: "Eric, how dare you betray me! Don't forget that I gave you power, and I can take it back."

"Pfft~" Before Tianqi could finish his beeping, Li Feng couldn't help laughing like a pig, and interrupted: "Don't make trouble, you are the only one who gave me the power, you are really awesome at bragging,"

Li Feng withdrew Apocalypse's spirit body and kicked the opponent's physical body away, saying contemptuously: "Come on, since you can give the 'Wan Iron King' power, give me some power by the way."

"You are not one of my tribesmen, why should I give you power?" Although the spirit-like Apocalypse didn't understand what his translucent state was, he still held his neck and pretended to be disdainful angrily.

As for what he really thinks in his heart, hehe, Li Feng can now hit him with one hand until he kneels down and calls him daddy. In such a situation, who would dare to share his own strength to enhance the opponent's strength?

How many idiots would have to do this?

What's more, Li Feng's life form seems to be several times higher than his, so even if he wants to share his power, he can do it.

Unless he is squeezed into juice, Li Feng's strength may be slightly improved.

"Tch, it sounds so nice. It makes it seem like you can give me power if I'm a mutant."

With no words, Li Feng sealed Apocalypse's physical body and spiritual body into matryoshka dolls respectively. He turned and waved to Eric, signaling him to stop floating in the sky as if he were 250. His neck hurt.

"I said, 'King of Ten Thousand Irons', are you interested in becoming my subordinate? I will teach you how to conquer the world."

I am the Magneto King, not the Iron King. Seeing with my own eyes the 'invincible' Apocalypse being beaten with one hand, and Li Feng showing off his blinding resurrection technique, how could Eric dare to correct Li Feng's title?

"Rather than granting me power, I would rather resurrect my wife and daughter," Eric said with some pleading and anxiety in his words.

"Resurrection and everything are trivial matters," Li Feng waved his hands nonchalantly, then put on his philistine expression and asked sideways, "What are you willing to pay?"

"All of me," Eric answered without thinking.

Hey, infatuated kind, I like scratching his eyebrows, Li Feng glanced at Qin, wondering if he could play hide-and-seek with the dead girl after absorbing the power of the Phoenix.

It should be possible. After all, the magic of invisibility is quite reliable. Li Feng, who was ready to have some excitement in his life, licked the corner of his mouth and nodded to indicate that the deal was concluded.

After thinking about it, he felt that Eric had turned Tongtian Avenue into a country road. Li Feng kindly reminded him: "Your strength is a bit weak. Find an opportunity to go to university and study hard."

"Studying?" Eric, who has not graduated from elementary school, has a somewhat square head and does not understand the relationship between strength and studying.

He has always felt that his strength is related to hatred.

Although my good friend Charles has always reminded that 'love' is the key to exerting power, whether it is 'hate' or 'love', at least it shows that power is related to emotion.

How come strength is suddenly related to whether you can read or not?

Seeing Eric's confused look, Li Feng said in an elder's tone, "Old iron, you are Magneto, okay? What does it mean to play with iron all day long? Playing magnets is your main business,"

"It's a good thing for you, you don't distinguish between your main business and your secondary business. You turned the good Magneto into the Iron King because of you."

"What can you do if you know how to control any form of magnetic field?"

Eric turned his head and thought for a moment, then shook his head blankly.

"Hey~" Li Feng covered his face and said sadly: "The magnetic field you supported around yourself before was just a rough shield. That thing can block whether it is a metal bullet or a plastic bullet."

"There is also magnetism that can strengthen the body, enhance strength, endurance, shorten nerve reaction time, etc. Even if you are facing a torrential rain of bullets, you can still have many choices, such as dodging bullets, resisting hard, or using a knife Splitting bullets and so on.”

"Oh, by the way, do you know the theory of the unification of gravitation and electromagnetism? It is the 'unified field'. Theoretically speaking, as long as you achieve the 'unified field', you can create a wormhole at any time and go wherever you want. "

"Let me know about the electromagnetic gun."

"If you keep growing up and work hard, you may be able to merge with the earth's magnetic field. Then, haha, the earth's magnetic field will not be extinguished, and you will be immortal. If you want to go further, you can leave the earth. As long as the universe has a magnetic field, that is your home field.”

"Am I that strong?" Eric raised his hands in front of him and looked at them carefully, unable to believe that his potential was so strong.