Bleach: Stir Up the Situation

Abraham's influence was not limited to Gengmu alone. At this moment, except for those who could reach the captain level, everyone in the Xuye Palace was in a very bad mood because of Abraham's initial wailing.

Hong Jiang took a deep breath and looked intoxicated: ‘Well, it’s a taste of despair. Does it affect most people through sound? The intensity is not enough, there should be other manifestations. ’

When the negotiation failed again, his eyes rolled, and it was obvious that he had some other tricky idea: "The guy in Mengmu seems to have met an interesting little guy. Sister Hua, don't you go and check it out?"

Mao Zhihua gave him a white look, "I don't find it interesting, Hong Jiang."

Hong Jiang said with a serious analysis: "Although we are not affected, you can still feel it, Sister Hua. The wailing just now can evoke some bad memories."

"Assuming that the ability of the person facing the player is to weaken the opponent through the sound, that is in the center, and the player must be affected."

Seeing Mao Zhihua was about to speak, Hong Jiang quickly interrupted and continued: "Of course, there is another possibility. What if the little guy who is more difficult to deal with can continue to affect the opponent's psychology?"

The smile on Uozhihua's face paused, and her tone was calm: "I didn't expect you to care about Captain Gengmu so much."

Hong Jiang didn't intend to go around the corner either, and almost clearly stated: "I'm not worried about Kengmu, but his opponent."

"Oh?"

"Sister Hua, don't you think that Shaanmu's combat talent is too high? Generally speaking, talent does have the opportunity to grow, but over time, it will gradually become experienced, and finally turn into something that shines. "Hongjiang continued: "Furthermore, it is different. He has hardly accumulated any experience. In my duel training with him, every time I have encountered a brand new opponent, this is enough to show that his fighting talent is still It's too amazing to have not been fully excavated, isn't it?"

Uozhihua's voice suddenly fell cold: "What the **** do you mean?"

"Either he is a monster that will never stop growing, or... He is a monster in the first place, but he mistakenly feels that he is a person." Hong Jiang's tone was full of temptation, as if he was asking himself: "If you continue to give I'm curious about his psychological pressure, whether he fully aroused his potential or..."

"Finally remembered that I was actually a monster?"

"I prefer the latter, Sister Hua."

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On the other hand, Kenagi was worried about how to get rid of the strange thing in his mind. Even if he was stupid, he realized that the red face that had penetrated into his body had a problem.

"Always keep me running, which side of you are you, bastard." Jia Mu said to himself in a vain attempt to communicate with the existence of Abraham in his body, but the other party did not respond to him.

At this moment, the headless man who had recovered from his injuries on the opposite side slashed again with a sword, and a dull laugh came from his chest, as if he was laughing at the previous stupid actions of Sagaki.

Gengmu sideways avoided the opponent's chopping, and with a wave of his right hand, a sword swept over.

The headless man didn’t hide either. He also turned around and slapped his sword. The sword pierced at the touch of the sword. Gengmu laughed and pierced again with a sword. The headless man flicked his right hand and just listened to the sound of clicks. The spine and the long sword are separated, turned into a long braid, and rolled on a more wooden sword!

"Oh? Is there such a change?"

Gengmu uttered a suspicion and changed from a thorn to a pull. Who knew that the other party did not resist, so Gengmu flew directly into the air by this pull.

Under the traction of the bone whip, the burly body turned around and flexibly came to Gengmu's body. Gengmu only felt that the white bone whip was about to wrap his neck.

The sharp bone spurs swiftly turned with the shrinking bone whip, like a swinging blade. If this is touched by it, I am afraid Kakamu will also learn from the other party and become a headless monster. Whether he can live with his head is probably not suspenseful.

"It's over, it's over! We're going to die, we're going to die!" Abraham's desperate cry sounded again, and for a moment, Jianmu actually agreed with the view of ‘us’, and there was a moment of trance.

The pain in his neck instantly awakened him, the sharp bone spurs had cut through his skin, and his neck could be cut off in the next moment!

Before he could react, Mengmu reached out his hand and grabbed the contracted bone whip. Even if his palm was pierced by a bone spur, he didn't frown. On the contrary, his performance seemed even more hideous and excited?

"It's really boring to hide behind others!"

Mengmu tugged hard with his left hand, abruptly pulled the bone whip on his neck, and then threw it forward, throwing the headless man behind him to the ground!

This was not over yet, he saw that he turned the bone whip that pierced the palm of his hand and wound it around his arm. Numerous pillars of blood spurted out instantly, and Shin Mu didn't care about it.

The knife on the right hand finally got out, leaped forward, and stepped on the chest of the headless man who fell on the ground, the corner of his mouth grinned, and the sword in his hand slashed down fiercely!

"I want to see if you are really immortal!"

Kengmu slashed left and right frantically, and the knife was sharp for a moment, and he couldn't even count how many knives he had cut.

Although the headless man below would not be divided into countless pieces of flesh, every time the knife flashed, either his hands, feet, or arms, something would always leave his body.

Originally, he wanted to pull the bone whip to stop Kengmu, but who knew that Kengmu was crazy~www.NovelMTL.com~ but the first knife was slashed on his right wrist, making him instantly lose the possibility of stopping Kengmu. sex!

At this moment, even more wood is like a ghost crawling out of hell. After countless seeing how many knives, after a long time the other party has stopped acting for a long time, he gradually stopped his laughter and looked at the torn corpse on the ground. He pulled out the bone whip that had been pierced into his left arm and threw it on the ground.

"I thought you really couldn't be hacked. It seems that apart from having no head, there is nothing interesting about you anymore."

Mengmu shook his head and sighed. The blood flowing from his neck had almost dyed the entire collar red because of his wild laugh.

The death tyrant on his left arm had broken into strands of spiral rags, and blood passed through it, dripping to the ground, making people seem to be able to smell the strong and disgusting **** smell from far away.

Nearly one third of the white captain Haori was dyed red, making Kengmu's appearance look terrible, but what can be done?

He was still stuck, even he was the only one standing, the winner of this fun but suddenly stopped duel!

"No, he won't die, he will chase us down forever..."