Chapter 337 346: Gengmu Jianba is in action

Flirt with the time slightly forward.

After the Star Cross Knights invaded, although most of the captains fell into hard battles in an instant, even stretching the battle situation, forming a situation of anxiety.

but…

There is always an "accident".

For example, the inheritors of the Eleventh Team, who spent their entire lives pursuing battles and became famous all over the world with the name of Jian Ba.

More Mu Jian Eight.

He solved the Knights members who invaded his team as quickly as possible, and at the same time he had no intention of sorting out the situation of the team members...

No, it would be better to say that there is no need for this.

After all, there is no literal ‘normal person’ in the 11th team.

The guys who can participate in this team are all so-called war madmen, or just because of the name of Gengmu Jianba, who is willing to follow him.

Even if he is covered in bruises at this moment, he will adhere to the belief of "not hindering" the captain and swallow his injuries alive and digest them all.

"It's okay, right?"

The sparse responses were not very decent, but after all, there was no unified dispatch and rules.

How to be happy, this is always the fighting style and philosophy of Mu Jianba.

Hey…

A rather playful smile appeared on his face, and the ferocious man lowered his eyes and turned his head toward not far away.

If that's the case, he no longer needs to stay in such a place for too long.

Have fun.

He put the uneven and broken sword on his shoulder, and Mu Jianba said with a grim smile.

"Ba Qianliu! Come with me, right?!"

Although I don’t understand very well, why I pay special attention to this pink little girl.

But Mu Jianba would always call her name unconsciously and ask her to follow her to set out to fight other opponents worth killing.

perhaps…

The experience I had as a refugee was already destined to be so subtle and close? Geng Mu Jianba didn't care too much about other people's gazes, and the same was true for Ba Qianliu.

This kind of mind and temper is rarely noticed in the "children", but no matter what, Mu Jianba always feels that this guy is very fond of his appetite.

Usually...

Ba Qianliu would smile happily, and rode directly on Gengmu Jianba's neck, and urged forward with enthusiasm...

It's like this guy prefers to cut and kill his opponents.

But today's situation seems to be different.

Baqianliu did not immediately respond to Gengmu Jianba's call. She just turned her back to her captain, stood near the edge of the team house, and looked at the distance from a distance.

Until Gengmu Jianba came to her in silence and stood still.

"What's wrong, Ba Qianliu."

The unreasonable silence made people feel most distracted. At this moment, Gengmu Jianba frowned slightly, trying to speculate on the current situation.

"Do you feel uncomfortable? Or are you injured when you were raided just now?"

Although it is not a medical team, it is good at killing, which makes people feel like "becoming a good doctor after a long illness"... Although it is a bit counterintuitive, the medical level of the 11th team is definitely not low.

Before Baqianliu could respond, Mu Jianba had already stumbled and looked towards him.

"Hey! Just find someone who can see a doctor, hurry up, hurry up..."

"Jian Jiang..."

The sound of eight thousand streams suddenly rang out.

Gengmu Jianba raised his eyebrows slightly and turned his eyes back and looked down.

I saw this familiar pink-haired child squatting on the ground and looking at him with sad eyes.

Although nothing was said.

But his eyes seemed to have conveyed quite a lot of rich information... Mu Jianba's throat rolled uncontrollably, and a subtle premonition was brewing in his heart.

I don't want to hear this guy say—the thoughts just just came to mind.

Baqianliu said softly.

"Can you not go out? Jianjiang? I have a very bad premonition..."

This is a request in the simple sense.

In nature, it is more like some kind of prayer tone.

Baqianliu stood in the posture of a low-level man and continued to speak to Gengmu Jianba.

"This crisis is different... Jian Jiang will be in danger. If that's the case, I..."

"Then I'm better than that guy?"

He tilted his head.

Gengmu Jianba pondered for a moment and continued.

"It's normal to worry, but you can say despicable words because of such trivial things... Baqianliu, this really doesn't seem like something you can do."

He raised his thick, calloused and scar-covered right hand and gently patted the other person's little head.

"It's okay, believe me. After all, I'm more Mu Jianba."

The words of self-confidence in a sense indeed gave Baqianliu a little confidence. Her face changed slightly, as if there had been a change...

But before he could speak, the person beside him sighed and walked forward two steps without looking back.

"But even though that's what I said...this matter is not that simple. Just standby here... I'll just settle those guys."

Let go of the eight thousand streams and choose to act alone.

This itself is also a statement in another sense.

—Although the words are not very worrying, the actual actions show a completely different state of mind.

It may have a different meaning to put your heart in other people, but for Gengmu Jianba, he only has a simple sense of "worry".

Before Baqianliu could respond, Mu Jianba's figure flashed and soon disappeared into the 11th team's house.

The officers who were sorting out and gathering the remaining departments gathered over.

Leading with Madarae and Ayase Kawakuto, everyone surrounded him and began to comfort Yachiliu.

"If it's the captain, there's definitely no problem."

"After all, it's a man who has the name of Sword Eight... At this time, you just need to believe it."

"Person captain, please put your attention back to the team. There are still many things you need to decide here."

As the deputy captain of a team, he is also the "facade" in emergency response. At this moment, Baqianliu should shoulder the responsibility of commanding everyone.

But for Baqianliu, none of these things seem to have any meaning.

It seems that Mu Jianba is everything to her.

Staring deep into the distance, after a moment, Baqianliu stood up decisively and ran wildly towards the direction where the other party disappeared...

Such a sudden change is really surprising and funny. However, after this, the members of the 11th Team had no intention of blaming the other party.

The officers almost spontaneously allocated the division of affairs between each other and began their respective actions in the shortest time, trying to stabilize the situation within the franchise. A strange and weird ecology.

But it is also the true portrayal of the Eleventh Team.

So…

Where did Gengmu Jianba, who had left his own team and started running wildly, go?

Of course there is only one answer...

That is where the enemy's "base camp" is located.

Capture the king first if you can take the other party first, then things will definitely be much easier!

The spiritual pressure of the strong is absolutely distinct and eye-catching, and at this moment, in Gengmu Jianba's eyes, there are two similar "suns" in the corpse soul world.

One side is the former captain whom he is extremely familiar with, the aura of Shigeki Yamamoto Tsugaki.

Then the identity of the other party is naturally self-evident at this moment.

It is definitely fake to attack enemies of this intensity if you don’t feel nervous... But compared to the anxiety in your heart, Mu Jianba is more excited at this moment.

Geng Mu Jianba never thought he would have a good end, let alone hope that he could die in his life.

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But so what?

Wild dogs don't need to be tombstones, just run wildly until they rot.

He is the unsheathed blade of the Soul Realm. Since he has appeared, he only has two ends: drinking blood and self-destruction.

His figure kept flashing and moving forward.

Gengmu Jianba squeezed into the backs of a group of Mieqi.

This is the member of the low-level Knights who invaded the Soul Realm. Although he is not the opponent of the deputy captain or even the officer-level member...

But for ordinary **** of death with mediocre strength, the means and abilities displayed by the other party are extremely difficult.

The blood-moving equipment on the active body surface stimulates a speed far beyond the limit of the body, which can almost be said to easily crush the same level of death.

The blood-static equipment in the active body can further harden the body, easily gain the upper hand in close combat, and gain advantages in all aspects.

This level of fierce battle occurs everywhere in the Soul Realm.

Gengmu Jianba ignored these very few battlefields as much as possible and headed straight for the target.

But he finally chose to take action.

Waving the ragged Zanpakura in his hand, there was no skill in itself, but it whistled and blew up enough to make people look at it.

"Do it all!"

A low voice rolled out from his throat, and the militia were defeated and fled in panic.

Many death gods fled in a panic at this moment. Some people tried to find help at Gengmu Jianba, but were ignored by the other party.

Help is just a 'a hand', but it doesn't mean he wants to send these people to a safe place.

"Can you still fight after standing up?"

His eyes swept across these terrified gods of death with a plain look, and Mu Jianba slowly walked towards the distance.

"Then keep fighting, don't stop, just like breathing... keep fighting."

Fighting constantly, in order to protect the court and to maintain the legitimacy of the corpse soul world.

Gengmu Jianba continued to advance, and all the Mie Keshi on the way were killed by him. Soon... his brave performance attracted attention from all sides.

Until a figure slowly walked out of it and came to the entire queue, he stood still like a Dinghai Shen Needle.

The other party's figure came into view, forcing Jianba to stop.

That was a man who seemed to have nothing to do with the 'miscellaneous fish'.

The yellow curly hair combed backwards, the wide eyebrows raised, the tall and strong body, and the skin is dark.

This guy has sharp nails and a monster face with tiger teeth. He just looks like he doesn't seem easy to mess with.

The sights of both sides met.

Gengmu Jianba saw the other party breaking his hands away!

The clothes on his body burst inch by inch, and his painted black hair grew wildly, covering his body surface, and finally turned into a hideous thing like an orangutan.

ha…

Can humans become such monsters?

The sarcastic words were not even spoken.

The other party hit his chest with both hands, making waves of low roars after wave.

In terms of behavior, it is like some kind of beast showing its charm, exuding a funny and weird feeling.

It's like a gorilla seeking a spouse's behavior.

Similar absurd thoughts emerged in Mu Jianba's mind, but soon he realized something was wrong with the problem.

This voice is not a simple sense of ‘harassment’.

Its sound seemed to stir up the air. Through similar vibrations, the "waves" were curled up and surged up, slapped towards him like waves.

“…!!”

Gengmu Jianba has a very obvious feeling of being heavy and light.

The feeling of numbness emerged from the limbs, flowing wildly in the torso, and finally burst into the brain.

Not good...

This sound is very tricky.

Jerome Kizbart, seeing Gengmu Jianba being influenced by his own methods, could not help but smile in his heart.

The invisible empire is codenamed ‘R’, symbolizing the ability to Roar (Roar)

It was a totally expected result.

No one will be wary of this kind of behavior, after all, the attack methods in voice are too rare.

Once attacked...

After that, I can only wait for my own fish.

The so-called special combat power is nothing more than that. After that, you only need to arrest this guy and take him to his superiors to receive the reward.

Similar thoughts arose in my heart, and the corners of Jerome Kizbart's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

It seemed as if he had seen the scene after his success, his seriousness revealed a bit of hope...

Although.

Gengmu Jianba's figure rushed over straight, completely obstructing his vision.

He looked at the other party with a ferocious smile, stretched out his right hand and pinched his cheek. The freed left hand clenched the Zanpakura and pointed the jambakura as chaotic as shark teeth at the neck...

Heavyly pressed down.

Pull, tear.

A violent suffocation surged into my heart, making Jerome Kizbart's consciousness blur in an instant.

I can't understand why the guy who was drowsy just now acted so strangely because of his own methods?

Why can he recover so quickly? And this way... seems to be completely unaffected by his abilities.

Why is this?

Similar thoughts gathered in my heart, and the next moment, Jerome Kizbart's eyes swept away and he saw Mu Jianba's blood-stained cheeks.

He realized it in an instant.

This guy has pierced his eardrum...

He does not hesitate to get rid of the influence of his ability through self-harm?

This lunatic...

(End of this chapter)