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The weak, soft purple light became the center of everyone's sight at this moment.

Hurry up! Hurry up!

The Nova Corps, the Predators, and Thanos' army all clenched their fists, hoping that their own people could get the Power Stone first.

Due to the explosion just now, the Power Stone was blown away a certain distance, so Zhang Ming had a slight advantage over General Deathblade.

Of course, General Dead Blade couldn't just watch Zhang Ming get the gem. He held a long knife in one hand and a laser gun in the other hand, shooting at Zhang Ming continuously, blocking his path.

It would be great if you could also activate clipping, so that you can directly break through the final distance and get the gems.

He could only think about this thought.

Zhang Ming's vision was in a trance, and he could only stay awake by relying on Yang Lei's continuous stimulation of his cells. He reversed the time of thirty or forty seconds twice in a short period of time. Even after B-level power generation enhancement, it was still too much.

It's too much.

It will take at least a while to start editing again.

"Zhang Ming! Hold on, we'll be there soon!"

Rocket Raccoon's voice came from the communication equipment. In the direction of Xandar, a streamlined space fighter was flying rapidly.

Upon hearing the news that reinforcements were coming, Zhang Ming perked up and sped up.

General Deathblade used a laser gun, and Zhang Ming fired barrages, but long-range attacks could only cause extremely limited harassment, and both peerless blades and gray lightsabers could easily cut through these attacks.

Finally, they came to the gem.

In this vast universe, the two most powerful men on this battlefield, squeezed into a space of less than two meters, tried their best to kill each other.

Zhang Ming reached out to hold the gem, but a long knife struck his arm first.

General Deathblade grabbed the Power Gem at the cost of a leg, and was about to slap it on the Peerless Blade. Unexpectedly, Zhang Ming stabbed his arm with a sword, and his forearm and chest were nailed to death by a lightsaber. Deathblade

The general had no choice but to put down the gem and force Zhang Ming to retreat with his sword.

The two of them fought each other, and no one fell behind. Even if they were injured in the fight, they would not give the power gem to the other.

The warships in the distance did not dare to fire at will. On the one hand, they were worried that their comrades would be killed, and on the other hand, they were worried that the Power Stone would riot again.

They can only be like spectators, waiting quietly for the outcome of the battle.

"You're about to die." The Dead Blade General showed his sharp teeth.

"Those idiots may not be able to see it, but I know very well that you are dying."

"You haven't used teleportation since just now, and I heard Ronan say that you have the ability to predict things in battle. Because of this ability, it is extremely difficult to hurt or kill you.

.but--"

The Dead Blade General slashed down with his sword. He smiled, revealing his black gums, and his eyes were widened, as if he didn't want to miss any of the scenes just because he blinked.

"But! Your weird ability has failed! Now you will be hit, injured, and will die soon!"

"You are more foul-mouthed than Star-Lord."

Zhang Ming blocked the peerless blade moment by moment, and the golden thunder and lightning surrounding him became thinner and thinner. He squeezed out a force and temporarily forced the death blade general back. He looked down at the wounds on his arms, thighs, and chest. His face was expressionless.

exchanged for a piece of roasted gluten.

The human body has its limits. The more he takes physical strength medicine and roasts gluten, the more Zhang Ming understands that he has reached his limit. For him now, these external drugs have little effect.

The "magic medicine" Zhang Ming needs most is rest.

It won't take long, an hour, no, half an hour is enough. Let him drink a glass of water, sit and squint for a while, and he will be able to regain half of his combat effectiveness.

However, in the battlefield, time is the rarest thing, and the enemy will not give him any gap.

Zhang Ming pulled off all the roasted gluten in one gulp, and before he could throw the bamboo stick, General Deathblade pounced on him.

"I just seemed to hear someone saying bad things about me behind my back?" Star-Lord suddenly said on the communication channel.

While facing the fierce offensive, Zhang Ming asked the communication device: "Where are you?"

Gamora pushed away Star-Lord who was occupying the communicator, "We are entangled by Thanos' subordinates! Please hold on, we will be there soon!"

Communication hung up.

Rocket Raccoon stared at the enemy spacecraft surrounding the area with his black eyes. While controlling the fighter jets to dodge and fight back, he shouted at the back: "You should tell him the truth. This is not a problem that can be solved immediately. This group of people

The guy seems crazy!"

Since Ronan's plan was not successfully implemented, the combination of the Nova Legion and the Marauders had an advantage on the overall battlefield. Now Nebula has put all her chips on General Deathblade. She ordered her subordinates to stop anyone who wants to go at all costs.

Someone who interfered with the Deathblade General.

This group of madmen completely gave up on defense. When the cannonballs were empty, they used the spacecraft as ammunition and rammed it head-on. This crazy attitude that completely ignored death allowed Thanos' army to suppress the Nova Corps and the Predators in momentum.

"We must break through the blockade." Gamora unconsciously held Star-Lord's hand. She looked outside the fighter jet: the floating ruins of the spacecraft, the laser cannons raining down, and the most unnoticeable things.

Corpse.

The corpses of the Nova Corps, the Reavers, and of course, the corpses of Thanos' men.

"I have seen this scene countless times since Thanos took me away. I wanted to stop him countless times, but cowardice and weakness made me choose silence every time."

Gamora looked at her companions and said: "But this time because of your support, I have the courage to stand up. Now we are about to succeed. The final key is there. We must rush over. Otherwise, once Thanos gets it,

With the Power Stone, tragedies like those on Xandar will only continue to happen."

Everyone looked at each other, feeling each other's will in silence.

Star-Lord held Gamora's hand. Due to years of training, her hands were a bit rough and could still feel the hard cocoon. But at this moment, he seemed to be able to touch her gentle and strong body through this hand.

heart.

"I have a way." Star-Lord said, "I need the cooperation of all of you, including the Nova Corps."

The battle between Zhang Ming and General Deathblade is gradually coming to an end. Anyone paying attention to this battlefield, even the logistics personnel who do not understand fighting skills at all, can see that Zhang Ming is at an absolute disadvantage.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to repel Zhang Ming, the Dead Blade General grabbed the Power Gem with his left hand, pointed the knife at Zhang Ming with his right hand, and was about to say something, and then happily end the life of this enemy. At this moment, a

The "missile" flew towards him.

Before the missiles arrived, the Nova Corps' battlefield-wide broadcast appeared again, and this time it was a song from the Earth——

"The first thing you say when you wake up every day is to cheer yourself up..."

General Deathblade was stunned. What was this? Was he hallucinating, or had the Nova Legion's logistics troops given up resistance completely?

Zhang Ming was also stunned.

This song was taught to Xingjue by Zhang Ming. The two music lovers exchanged their thoughts on pop music during their free time. In addition to "Calories", Zhang Ming also taught him "One Cut Plum" and "Big Bowl of Wide Noodles"

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In the original plot, Star-Lord saved Xandar by dancing awkwardly. Zhang Ming had also wondered whether he would use the same method, but he never expected that Star-Lord would choose this song.

Accompanied by the song, the "missile" disintegrated in mid-air, revealing Star-Lord hidden inside. He kicked open the escape capsule dressed as a missile, in front of Thanos' men, the Nova Corps, the Predators and countless others who were quietly watching this scene.

The faces of the major cosmic forces on the battlefield were twisting their bodies and singing:

“…Calories my nemesis, burn my calories!”

To a certain extent, this bizarre behavior can be classified as a type of social death. At least Zhang Ming or General Deathblade do not have the "guts" to do such a shameful thing in front of the entire universe.

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Because it was so humiliating, General Deathblade couldn't take his eyes away from Star-Lord.

"What are you doing?" General Deathblade asked.

"Of course it's to attract your attention and facilitate the actions of my accomplices...companions."

The Dead Blade General then remembered Zhang Ming. In fact, his eyes only moved away for less than three seconds. If Zhang Ming wanted to get closer, he would definitely be able to react, unless...

The three-second gap gave Zhang Ming a chance to breathe. He squeezed out the last bit of energy and forced an edit.

He appeared behind General Deathblade, slashed down with the gray lightsaber, and cut off the arm holding the power gem.

Zhang Ming caught the gem, no longer waiting for the Dead Blade General to counterattack, he held the gem and slapped it hard on his left wrist!

Click, click, click...

The singing of "Calories" was masked by the clicking sound of the watch's second hand.