Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 533: Li Gui hit Li Kui (3)

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"Snee!"

Constantin suddenly sneezed.

"Keep your voice down, what if you get caught?!"

In an opaque dark house, Patton glanced at the man dissatisfiedly: "The death gods have not gone far yet."

Constantine nestled in the corner, tugged his coat, rubbed his sour nose, and muttered in a low voice, "I didn't mean it. Besides, can this thing be controlled by me?"

"Don't make any more noises anyway!" Patton sat on the opposite corner of the house, observing the small display on his arm: "When the death gods are a little further away, we will move to the next hiding spot."

This display on his arm is connected to dozens of tiny mosquito-type biological monitors on the street outside.

The size of these mosquitoes is extremely concealed, and there is no slight fluctuation in spiritual pressure at all. They can just bypass the spiritual detection of the gods of death, allowing them to predict the search routes of those gods in advance, so as to choose the best hiding point.

Relying on these mosquito monitors, they escaped the first wave of searches.

And now, they have to find a way to get deeper, and then explore the location of Tony's detention.

"Someone seemed to be talking about me just now..."

Constantine touched a mess of grassy blonde hair, and his expression seemed a little depressed: "This is not a good sign. There are probably few people left who can still talk about me. Alive?"

Barton's eyelids twitched: "How many people did you offend?"

"I think about it..."

Constantine thought for half a second, then grinned: "By now, I can't count the number clearly."

"Can we be separated?"

"Huh? Why?"

"I'm afraid of being killed by you."

"You treat me like this because of me for treating you as a friend?!"

"I always feel...the word friend, when you say it in your mouth, it doesn't seem like a good thing."

"Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings."

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The burly man raised his hand to catch the shot.

The man in the photo has a messy blond hair and a decadent face of a middle-aged uncle. His eyes are muddy and there is no light. He can't even see a trace of hope, as if there is endless sorrow and darkness.

To some extent, it is the look of the strong!

It doesn't matter whether he is the strongest or not, after seeing this quite vivid picture, the burly man thought so in his heart.

Even the messy and untidy blonde hair was judged to be the unruly of the strong, containing endless sorrow in the eyes, and only the man who has experienced the dead mountain and blood and walked out of the extremely tragic battlefield will Strong eyes with!

Frank didn't know that the other party could make up so much content with just one photo.

"It's this kind of look, this is the opponent I want!"

The burly man flung the photo to Lolita sitting on the high wall with his fingers, and pulled out the jagged Zupper knife that was inserted around his waist: "But before I went to find this man, I happened to deal with you. Okay."

"Wait!"

Frank's eyelids jumped. He didn't think he could beat a captain, so he hurriedly said the excuse he had thought of: "I know Lord Carr, who made me pretend to be a member of the eleventh squad. I wonder if you know him?"

"Who knows..."

The burly man raised his sword eyebrows, as if he had thought of something, his smile became more hideous: "It doesn't matter to anyone, after running such a long way, it is hard to run into one, then let us fight together." /

"Fighting..."

Frank's pupils shrank slightly, and he took a half step back subconsciously.

This unknown captain seems to be more crazy than he thought. If he doesn't agree with him, he will fight with others. The rhetoric and lies prepared by him are basically useless.

"Hey, travel disaster, tell me, what is your name?"

The man's one-eyed stare directly at him, the scar that runs across the face twisted, revealing a terrifying grin.

Frank looked at the man who was as tall as a mountain in his eyes, was silent for a moment, and then said in a deep voice, "Frank Custer, nicknamed the Punisher."

"Didn't you just say...you are a member of the eleventh division?"

The burly man took a step forward slowly, and the jagged blade struck a piece of sparks on the ground, making a harsh rubbing sound:

"Then I’ll teach you the rules of the eleventh division. Before you decide to kill an enemy, you must report your name, so that after the opponent goes to hell, you will not even be killed. I don’t even know."

Could it be...

Frank swallowed, and a terrible thought came to mind quietly.

Zheng——

The serrated long knife wiped the ground and the wall, drawing a perfect half arc in the air, and fell on the shoulders of the burly man. With the sound of golden bells behind his head, the hoarse voice seemed to be knocked by death The alarm bell echoed in this narrow street.

"The captain of the eleventh division, even more wood sword eight."

"Travel disaster, keep this name in your heart, even after you go to hell, don't forget to kill the man who killed you!"

For an instant, the world faded!

The terrifying spiritual pressure that is huge enough to affect the celestial phenomenon is overwhelming like a tsunami!

The figure in front of me was suddenly lifted hundreds of feet high, like a magnificent and unreachable mountain, exuding an aura that swallows everything and even light and sound like an abyss. The air suddenly became heavy and sticky. , Even breathing needs to work hard.

At this moment.

It feels like... facing the raging ocean.

One after another wave of raging waves set off from heaven and earth, as if it is possible to break his lonely boat to pieces at any time!

What a terrible Reiatsu...

How can there be... such a monster in the world?

Even when facing Lord, I didn't feel such a terrible spiritual pressure.

The muscles and bones just endured this spiritual pressure, which gave him the feeling of being run over by a heavy truck. The whole body seemed to be irritated by electricity, and the pores on the upper and lower parts of the body suddenly contracted and closed, and the cold sweat instantly disappeared from It seeps out from behind, drenching the death tyrant pretending to be wet.

The captain of the eleventh squad...

It is said that it is the only one who inherited the name of "Sword Eight" in the contemporary era, and the combat ability is among the leaders in the whole corpse soul world.

I just didn’t expect, how could his luck be so memorized?

It didn't take long for the eleventh squad that had just faked it, and it ran into the captain of the eleventh squad. He seriously suspected that he was cursed by the goddess of fate!

"Hey...Are you not ready to draw your sword?"

Mengmu Jianba holds the jagged Zanpaku Knife~IndoMTL.com~ With a grinning smile: "If the prey you meet is hard to come by, if the performance is too weak, it would be too disappointing."

Boom——! ! !

A terrible killing intent was extremely cold, as if thousands of swords had penetrated his body.

Obviously, the other party just stood there and didn't move, but Frank felt that he had died a million times, as if he was shocked by the killing intent, and he didn't react for a long time.

"Hey, hey, give me some reaction."

Gengmu Jianba tilted his head, seemingly disappointed: "Do you only have this degree?"

Frank took a deep breath, forced his brain to calm down, and then raised the spiritual pressure in his body to the peak in one breath, and shouted in a nearly hysterical voice: "Justice is pale and humble, but it is not a powerless thing-pale Justice!"

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