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Chapter 430: Pray, Jiaxin Mantis

"Uh...uh..."

Zuo Mali felt as if there was a mountain on his head.

He slapped the ground with all his strength, tried to lift his neck, and twisted his body desperately, but the big hand remained motionless, as if the weight of an entire, no, even ten Xuye Palaces were pressing down on it.

on his head.

He felt like his head was slowly sinking into the sand.

His skull made an overwhelming sound, and sand kept pouring into his mouth and nose.

Zuo Mali kept whimpering, trying hard to bend his arm to a strange angle, and then shot a false flash towards Fang Mo at random, but Fang Mo was not hurt at all.

“(¥*%^…@!(…”

Zuo Mali, who was forcibly stepped into the sand, made a random sound, and then a huge burst of spiritual pressure burst out from his body, and the whole person completed his return.

After returning to the sword, a bunch of eyes appeared on Zuo Mali's body, and his lower body turned into something like a lotus platform, and then the top was also covered with eyes, which were dripping and spinning around at the moment.

But even so, he was still pinned down on the sand by Fang Mo's hands.

"What did you say?"

Fang Mo was even in the mood to tease the other person: "You said you can't breathe? Sorry, the wind was so strong that I didn't hear..."

The other party really couldn't speak, and his mouth was still buried in the sand, but his ability was activated, and a large number of eyes on Zuo Mali were suddenly aimed at Fang Mo, and then bursts of purple light lit up.

Fang Mo didn't hide either.

The next second, several strange black marks appeared on his body.

After the black mark appeared, Fang Mo clearly felt that a force was affecting him.

It was as if there was a force trying to make him let go, but this force was too small. If Fang Mo's power was 10 geese, then this force would only be 0.5 geese at most, posing no threat at all.

"Oh, I remembered."

After noticing the other party's ability, Fang Mo recalled: "Are you the No. 7 of the Ten Blades? The one who can control people with his eyes?"

Yes, this guy is indeed No. 7 among the Ten Blades. It is said to be the fastest spinning among the Ten Blades. He even created his own skill, Double Ringing.

The ability to return to the edge seems to be called Cursed Eye Sengga.

This is a ghost-like ability. If he stares at it, he will be controlled. However, because it is a ghost-like ability, this ability also has limits. In the original work, he can even be bound to eighty-one

He was blocked by the gap, so it was normal for Fang Mo to use his body to block it.

"Look at your sly eyebrows, are you trying to steal something again?"

As Fang Mo spoke, he increased the strength on his hands.

Just hearing the sound of creaking, Zuo Mali slapped his hands on the ground frantically, and dug deep marks in the sand with his ten fingers.

But in the next second, the force exerted by Fang Mo finally exceeded the limit he could bear, so there was only a pop sound, and the black bald head exploded like a watermelon, and then his body suddenly exploded

With a shudder, it turned into dust and disappeared in place.

Presumably Zuo Mali's mood must have been very complicated at that time.

At first he was calm, then after being subdued by Fang Mo, he was shocked and angry, and then he finally surrendered and tried to break free, only to find that he still couldn't. It was a feeling of shock, despair, and inexplicability.

Why is he so strong?

Why did this guy call me a nigger?

He actually held me down like a bug?

I am one of the Ten Blades, the fastest Arrancar, Aizen-sama’s most loyal subordinate, and possessing the most inexplicable ability to return blades. I still have many abilities that I haven’t had time to use. How can I be treated like a bug like this?

Pressed to death? How is this possible?

Until the last second when he was pressed to death, Zuo Mali still could not accept this absurd fact and died in despair and disbelief.

"What!?"

Seeing Zuo Mali being pressed to death, Aaroniro, who was not far away, seemed to be frightened: "This... Zuo Mali is dead?!"

As soon as he said this, Fang Mo raised his head and looked at Aronillo.

"Eat him up, eat..."

Arronillo immediately panicked when he saw this and quickly wanted to kill him. However, before he could finish his words, a tentacle suddenly emerged from the sand underground and inserted straight into his stomach: "Uh!

?”

"What the hell!"

Leng Buding was attacked by this tentacle, and Arronillo also panicked, but in the next second he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach. Before he could return to the sword, he covered his stomach and fell down, followed by his head

The water tank above suddenly exploded, and Sal Apollo, covered in slime, was squeezed out of his cavity.

Fang Mo glanced at the other party.

In fact, this is also one of Sal Apollo's trump cards. If I remember correctly, it is called Implantation. It is a skill that parasitizes in other people's bodies and then steals nutrients for rebirth.

At first glance, it looks a bit like Orochimaru's skill, spitting out another self from his mouth or something.

But after Sal Apollo was transferred to another body, he did not continue to confront Fang Mo, but kept running out like crazy.

Fang Mo saw this and put away his weapon, then followed him.

Although Aaroniro here is not dead yet, the water tank above his head exploded, and he won't survive for long. It's useless for Fang Mo to stay here, so he might as well catch up and take a look.

But Fang Mo just caught up with him not long ago.

Suddenly a black figure jumped out of the sky and hit Sal Apollo with a strange weapon. The latter didn't react in time and was directly hit to the ground, revealing a wound on his back that was almost bone-deep.

.

"So it seems you are that Fang Mo, right?"

The other party was a tall and thin figure, showing a crazy smile at this moment: "Great, I finally found you."

I have to say that the Great Poet Kubo is pretty good at character design. Each character of the Ten Blades has very distinct characteristics, so Fang Mo also recognized the identity of the person in front of him at a glance, the No. 1 of the Ten Blades.

5 Noyintra Gilga seems to have a setting like a fighting madman, and has the hardest steel skin among the ten blades.

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Fang Mo was not afraid, but just complained a little speechlessly: "I thought that Yhwach invented the idea of ​​beating up teammates... So it turns out that there are already signs of this on the Ten Blades side?"

"The Ten Blades do not allow defeat."

Noyintra smiled cruelly: "Instead of being executed by Lord Aizen, it would be better for me to do it myself."

"That won't work."

Fang Mo directly objected: "This guy pinches my basket. I have to kill him a thousand times. Even if the Spirit King personally intercedes for him today, it won't work..."

"ha?"

Noyintra was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he laughed: "Hahaha... It's a pity that you can't realize this wish, because both you and him will die in my hands. Let me tell you, I am Noyin

Terra, the strongest ten blades."

"I think you are a tough-talking Ten Blades."

Fang Mo retorted directly: "If you are so awesome, then why is the number 5 on your tongue instead of the number 1? Did I blow up the entire Hueco Mundo with one arrow, and everything was annihilated...

And then there is actually a mouth floating in the void, is it because your Noyintra’s mouth is so fucking hard?”

"You guy..."

Noyintra was also angry when he heard this. He was not the kind of person who was good at talking to each other. At this moment, he accelerated and rushed towards Fang Mo.

I saw the opponent holding a huge sickle-shaped weapon in his hand, aiming it at Fang Mo's head and smashing it down.

In fact, Fang Mo was too lazy to continue arguing with the opponent, so he directly drew his sword and swung the opponent's weapon into two pieces in an instant.

"……Um?"

Noyintra looked at Fang Mo unexpectedly, seeming a little surprised by the hardness of his body.

"I have a question." Fang Mo said and asked directly: "Can you...can block this sword?"

"Do you think your attack can hurt me!?"

Noyintra recovered from her surprise and shouted immediately.

"Haha, okay."

Fang Mo smiled when he heard this, and then slashed forward with a knife: "I think you have a way to kill yourself..."

Even before the knife was struck, Noyintra felt an indescribable sense of crisis, so he roared almost instinctively, and his spiritual pressure exploded: "Pray! Holy Crying Mantis!"

Accompanied by a loud roar.

Noyintra suddenly grew six arms, each holding a huge scythe. At this moment, the six scythes overlapped in front of him.

Then he bit his tongue again, using the blood to brew Wang Xu's flash in his mouth, and then sprayed it forward.

I saw the Clausolas in Fang Mo's hand slashing hard on the six scythes, cutting them off almost instantly, and then cut all the way through the Wang Xu's flash released by the opponent, and finally struck the opponent directly.

On the face, the opponent's tongue, lips, and chin were cut open, and a huge slash wound was left on the chest.

"How could Jie be so stunned..."

Noyintra's tongue was cut and split. At this moment, he roared a little unclearly, but the next second, he was kicked out by Fang Mo.

Fang Mo didn't use all his strength with this kick, but Noyintra still felt a huge force coming.

I saw that his whole body was forcibly bent into two parts from the stomach, like a cooked shrimp, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, flew out like a cannonball, and then hit a tree not far away.

The giant stone pillar directly smashed through it, and finally fell to the sand and rolled out for hundreds of meters before stopping.

"This... what on earth are you..."

Noyintra endured the severe pain and climbed up, saying in disbelief.

"That's it? Where's the Crying Mantis?"

Fang Mo, who was not far away, also directly turned on the chat mode: "I think you are a happy mantis, right? In a level 6 team battle, you evolved Q skills in front of nine people, and then you were killed by a defense tower.

Good guy, are you here to serve dinner? Jia... Noyintra, what are you going to eat tonight?"

"Shut up! Do you think you can still hurt me!?"

Noyintra here yelled angrily, and then rushed over: "I'm going to kill you now!"


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