Infinite Heroes Seat

"Kurosaki Ichigo, would you like to go into the world with me now and help us?"

Looking at Mo Wen, Uo Zhi Hua Lie asked softly, she was a beautiful woman like a Yamato Nadeshiko, coupled with that soft voice, presumably not many men could refuse.

Unexpectedly, Mo Wen was taken aback, and then he burst into laughter.

"Go to this world and help you? Haha, Captain Uozhihuaree, are you teasing me?"

A faint luster flashed in Uozhihuaretsu’s eyes, then she frowned, sighed, and stared at Mo Wen slowly and said, “I thought Mr. Kurosaki Ichigo has always been our friend, but I didn’t expect it to be I'm waiting for myself to be passionate, but Aizen wants to destroy Kuzacho, Mr. Kurosaki's family seems to be there!"

Mo Wen shook his head with a smile on his face, "No, no, no, Captain Uzhihuaree, you made a mistake. Aizen is my enemy, I will naturally solve him, but the Soul World is not mine. Friends, at least—not anymore from now on!"

She put her hand on the hilt of the knife around her waist, Uzuki Haya was shocked in her heart, but her face pretended to be puzzled: "Ichigo-Mr., why don't I understand what you are talking about, we--"

But Mo Wen interrupted her, looked at the other person’s eyes, and said one word at a time: “Captain Uzhihualie, is the Soul Realm really going to ask me for help? Obviously in Ye Yi and broken With the help of Fengdi, you are still in a stalemate with Aizen, aren't you?"

Step by step towards Uozhihua, Mo Wen continued to say nonchalantly: "With the personality of Yamamoto Motoyanagi and the pride of Shisanban, as long as there is a trace of possibility. You will not come to me, but now Obviously there is still a possibility of winning, but you have come to the virtual circle. Can you tell me the reason, Captain Uozhihua?"

"You are the captain of the fourth division, and medical technology is second to none. At this critical moment, you did not provide logistical support, but came here. You have discovered something that makes you uneasy. If you feel uneasy, even if The threat of Aizen, the enemy, is far from the point, that's why you came."

"Let me think about it, since you are the only one here. It means that you are not sure about the situation. It is you, the medical captain of the fourth division, and not the other captains who are not below you, especially in your medical care. Skills are obviously very important for fighting Aizen. Then I think it's very likely that only you can confirm your uneasy conjecture before. That's why the captain will allow you to come when the fighting strength is tight!"

Step by step, he approached Uozhihuaree. The smile on Mowen's face became thicker. He leaned down, leaned his head against the other's ear and whispered, "If I remember correctly, Matsumoto Ranju and Hinamori Severely injured, you treated them!"

All the soft colors and smiles on Uozhihua's face disappeared, and she saw her slamming hard. In the next moment, a dazzling blade of light slashed towards Mo Wen, in terms of speed and angle. This knife was almost perfect to the extreme, but Mo Wen was a step faster, leaving only a residual image on the ground, and then retreated a few meters away.

"Sure enough, you know what's happening in this world, Kurosaki Ichigo!"

Holding the knife in both hands, Uozhihuareel looked at the young man in front of him with solemn expression, and said with a serious face: "Can you please explain? Why Matsumoto Ranju and Hina Mori can recover several times faster than ordinary Reapers. Why they, Yeichi, and Captain Shattered Bee are immune to the blue dyed mirror flower water moon, this is not a sparse skill, are they—still the gods of death, answer me, Kurosaki Ichigo?!"

Accompanied by a soft drink, a strong spiritual pressure accompanied by infinite killing intent suddenly rises from Mao Zhihualie's body. At this moment, she is no longer the gentle medical captain, but the entire corpse soul that once smashed her. The strongest villain in the world, the first generation Jianba who established the **** inheritance system of the eleventh division in one hand!

A woman with squinting eyes and a tyrannical face full of tyrannical women, filled with the spiritual pressure of ignorance and crime, in the white barren desert, Mo Wen suddenly laughed while looking at the infinitely changing posture of the knife. Palm.

"Tsk tsk, she deserves to be a woman called Uozhihua Yaqianliu. This starting style has at least the shadow of five schools of swordsmanship. It's really amazing!"

Listening to Mo Wen's compliment, Mao Zhihua's face became more solemn. Although she had confidence in herself, she also did not dare to underestimate Mo Wen who had singled out the entire Soul World by herself.

"I'll ask again, Kurosaki Ichigo, Yeichi, Ranju and the others, what the **** is going on, what exactly have you done to their bodies, is it a transformation experiment similar to that of blur? You don't have to deny it, they have recently Among the people you can come into contact with for a while, only you, a mysterious guy, can have this kind of ability!"

Mo Wen tilted his neck and looked up and down Uozhihua, but instead of answering her question, he asked, "Captain Uozhihua, do you really think you alone are my opponent?"

Uozhihua smiled indifferently, and squeezed the Zanpaku Knife in her hand, "What if it's not my opponent? If I die here, the corpse soul world will also respond. After solving Aizen, naturally Will solve you!"

"Now, Kurosaki Ichigo, I will judge whether we are friends or enemies based on your answer, and answer my previous question, what exactly did you do to the bodies of Yeichi and the others!"

Mao Zhihua didn't directly do it. If it was not a last resort, the corpse soul world still didn't want to turn his face with Mo Wen.

After all, with the enemy of Aizen, it is undoubtedly very unfavorable to fight with Mo Wen at this level, but it is impossible to let Mo Wen leave it alone. After all, the things that involve the transformation of the death soul are all in the Soul World. Taboo, the three captains and five deputy captains of the Masked Legion that year were just because they were attacked by Aizen to produce a virtual reaction, they were ordered to kill by the 46th room of the central, which shows that its management is strict, and now The situation is more complicated. If they don't understand Mo Wen's purpose, then they can't fully devote themselves to the battle against Ai Ran. What if they fight and lose both sides, and Mo Wen picks up the bargain?

Seeing Mao Zhihua repeating the previous question over and over again, Mo Wen easily deduced the psychology of the Soul World side, and then saw him narrowing his eyes slightly. But he touched his chin and laughed.

"Should I say that my lucky value is not bad? The abnormal exposure of the heroic body is a matter of time. After all, I cannot guarantee that my subordinates will not be seriously injured. And the medical technology in this world is so advanced, it is easy to recover from it. Speed ​​noticed something wrong, but I didn't expect that they would send you alone. They had planned to hide after this battle. Is this my destiny?..... ."

"What is the heroic spirit, a new kind of soul body? You just turned Ye Yi and the others into this kind of thing?"

After keenly grasping the information revealed in Mo Wen's words, Uo Zhihua asked calmly. The concentration in her heart has been raised to the extreme, and her instinct tells her that a hard fight is about to come.

"Heroic?"

Mo Wen smiled playfully. "You will know soon, use your own body! Original!"

"Yes Master!"

Originally, he stood up from Mo Wen and walked towards Mao Zhihua with a smile.

"Challenge the master with the body of a woman's soul. In the words that I heard from that idiot's ten-blade mouth not long ago. What a arrogance is this! Uinohana Yachiryu, are you ready to kneel at the feet of the master? ?"

Step by step, he lightly tapped his toes and flew towards the opponent like a ghost, but Mo Wen didn't know when he had already put on a bone mask.

"Pretend to be a fool!"

A sharp color flashed in her eyes, watching Yuan Chu who was rushing towards her, Uo Zhihua waved the Zanpo Knife in her hand.

Under the faint cold moon, a bright knife light was like another moon. Passed by in a flash, it was astonishing to the extreme.

But after that amazing. It is endless confusion.

Mastering all the genres and sword styles in the world, and naming herself "Yachianliu", Mao Zhihua has never been so confused.

It's gone. I don't know when, the knife in her hand has disappeared, and only air is left in her hand, but she didn't notice it.

"If you want to resent, then resent the fact that you are a woman, and the misfortunes that you have encountered! I will take over your power, Uinohana Yachiryu!"

I don't know when, originally, he changed his outfit, with long black hair tied into braids and floating on his chest, holding a somewhat curved Zanpaku in his hand.

The original body was transformed from the branches of the gods’ blade wheel. It inherited the special effect on the female spirit body before. Under the state of 卍jie, the ability has been further strengthened. As long as it satisfies the female, the spirit body, and the strength ratio As the master of the sword, Mo Wenwei’s three conditions, she can directly deprive her of her opponent’s power, all power, eyesight, experience, intuition, treasures, etc. (The reason why she could use the abilities of Lu Xueqi and others before was Because of the original characteristics of being a **** seat, you can directly feel the presence of the other party, so you can also deprive you of it).

The Uozhihualie in front of her now only had the faith and spirit that had been tempered for thousands of years. Apart from that, it was no different from the ordinary ‘integrity’ on the Wandering Soul Street.

There was a smile at the corner of her mouth. The original finger flicked slightly, and the Zanpaku knife in her hand was out of its sheath. Only a few gleams of light flashed by, and the death tyrant on Uozhihua's costume was torn in an instant, and the whole person was like that. An ordinary woman was shocked by the wind of a sword, and subconsciously sat on the ground, and then stretched out her hand to cover her leaked spring light.

"Tsk tsk, do you know how the master treated them when the others became heroic spirits, Captain Uzhihuaree?"

Looking at Uozhihua's large white skin and her graceful figure that could not be covered, she whistled playfully, and then raised the opponent's chin with the tip of a knife. In that way, she was a little hooligan.

But even if she lost all her power, Wuzhihualie is still Maozhihualie. After a brief absence, she quickly calmed down. Instead of looking at the original, she asked indifferently towards Mo Wen: " Is this the power of your Zan Po Dao Swastika?"

She asked in this way, but her tone was very certain, and she put her hand down, no longer covering her graceful curves and skin, only the black braid floating between the two peaks, the whole person looked a little delicate , Graceful, but in those dark eyes, there was no trace of fear or vacillation.

"This time you won, but the thirteenth captains will crush all your ambitions!" She looked at Mo Wen and said every word.

"Hey, you fellow—"

The original look of discomfort, what is the reason for this kind of decent figure's unyielding before death, in her opinion, everyone should kneel down with her in the first place. This woman really doesn't know what is good or bad, and her hand moved slightly. Zan Po Dao is about to be out of the sheath again.

"—Wait, original!"

But Mo Wen stopped her and looked down at the weak captain of the fourth division who was just like an ordinary woman. He didn't talk nonsense, and directly reached out and pressed his hand on the other side's head.

"--what!"

In the faint white light, Mao Zhihua couldn't help but screamed, her facial features were distorted, and she seemed to have suffered a great deal of pain. On the other side, Mo Wen's face was not good, and her brows were frowned. .

After a while, Bai Guang stopped, Mo Wen took a step back, and in front of him, a little sweat leaked out of Mao Zhihua's forehead, and her face was a little pale, but the corners of her mouth showed a sneer.

"Do you use this method to control Ye Yi and the others so that they can't react at all? Isn't that great?"

Her tone was very flat, she didn't put the pain just now in her eyes at all.

It's just that she obviously underestimated Mo Wen, and she didn't waver at all because of the forced signing of the contract. The latter just curled her lips, squatted down, and slightly tucked the braid on Uozhihua's chest with her fingers.

"Why do you intend to humiliate my body if you can't be threatened, or do you think this method will work for me, who was once known as the strongest villain?"

U Zhihua, whose clothes had not been shaken by the rough tore at the beginning, was now shaking because of Mo Wen's small move, and her tone of voice fluctuated.

Ignoring the other party’s ridicule, Mo Wen laughed at the narrow scar covered by the long braid, and Zhizhu teased as if he was holding it, “It’s really an ugly scar. Got it!"

"——How did you know? That should be a long time ago!"

Her face suddenly looked ugly, and at the same time, a bad feeling rose from Uozhihua's heart.

Looking at the shaking black eyes, the smile on Mo Wen's face grew thicker, playing with Mao Zhihua's long hair back and forth.

Squinting his eyes slightly, he stared at Uozhihua's eyes slowly and said, "How I know is not important. The important thing is that I want to tell Captain Uozhihua you, if you continue to resist, I will kill. Gengmu Jianba will kill Gengmu Jianba who has restricted his power because of you, and if you are my subordinate, I will give you a chance to pass on the name of the real'Jianba'! "

His pupils shrank subconsciously, Uozohana looked at Mo Wen coldly, "Do you think you can subdue me with this method? Even more, since Kenpachi is my chosen successor, he has to bear it. Everything that the name of Jianpachi has brought!"

Although she said so, from the perspective of her chest that was constantly rising and falling, Uzhihua's heart was not so peaceful.

Mo Wen shook his head, "No, I didn't intend to rely on this little trick. After all, the murderous and militant character of'Jian Ba' is not so easy to shake. I just want to plant a seed. That's it, and the rest only needs to be handed over to time!"

The white light in his hand ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ gradually turned into a syringe for injecting medicine, filled with green liquid, and a bright smile suddenly appeared on Mowen's mouth.

"That guy Neyori is really good. Not only did he obediently receive the lunch as I arranged, he also left me such a good thing, Captain Uozhihua, I hope I can't say or say anything in the future. , In the hundreds of years of immobility, your will will remain as firm and unwavering as ever, otherwise, you will belong to me!"

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The drug developed by the head of the Soul Realm Development Bureau, Nie Yuli, made the opponent feel faster, and one second was equivalent to hundreds of years. (To be continued...)

ps: Thanks to the wings flying to the second dimension, the unintentional rotted wood, the evil karma wolf, Dongchen's monthly ticket and the king standing under the sun for their rewards.

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