Chapter 777: Behind the Scenes (Part 2)
To the average person, the double-speared spear equivalent to a million swords is completely irresistible, but for Zhang Miao, it is just a small problem.
It is so small that it can be solved with only one false flash!
As an eunuch-level holiness, Zhang Miao's flash can be said to be the most powerful attack in the world of death, so that when his flash appeared, none of the people present felt the pressure.
Because this attack is too strong, so strong that it is no longer a dimension, how can it be felt?
Of course, they didn't realize this. Looking at the double maggots that were blasted into the sky and the rain, and Zhang Miao slowly falling from the air, Yamamoto Motoyanagi immediately reopened.
"Mu Yemiao, do you know what you are doing?"
"I don't know ... can you believe me if I say that?"
Looking at the gloomy mountain primordial willow, Liu Zongzhong, Zhang Miao shrugged her shoulders first, and then showed a look of helplessness.
"Actually, I can't help it. I'm worried that if I don't come, my lovely nephew is afraid of being bruised all over. If that happens, how can I tell my worship brother?"
"Nephew? Worship the brother?"
Hearing Zhang Miao's words, the crowd was stunned, but then they responded, "You mean ... Shiban captain Zhibo is still alive?"
"Yes!"
So far, Zhang Miao had no plans to hide it, and nodded immediately.
"Not only did he not die, but he was still married and gave birth to a child ... By the way, he is no longer called Zhibo Yixin, and his name is Kurosaki Yixin. The one above is called Kurosaki Ichigo is his son!"
"What?" After hearing Zhang Miao's words, the crowd at the scene stared again.
Even Yamamoto Motoyuki Nakamuni couldn't help but looked up in surprise at Ichigo Kurosaki above the double-headed torture rack, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"No wonder it has such a powerful spiritual power, and it can also become a **** of death. It turned out to be the son of the former ten team captain. In this way, everything makes sense, but ... this does not mean that you can ignore the rules of the Jingling Court ! "
Speaking of which, Yamamoto Motoyuki Nakamura's face suddenly became ten percent, and then an angry expression appeared.
"Prevent the execution, rescue the death penalty, and destroy the double-headedness. You are so guilty that you are so guilty and ready to accept punishment!"
As he spoke, he took off his coat and exposed his muscular upper body, then slowly pulled out his sword.
"Everything in Sen Luo is ashes-it's like flying!"
Zhang Miao sighed helplessly when she saw the liberation of the besom sword and the raging flames of Yamamoto Motoyanagi.
"Well, old man, to be honest, I still respect you, and I have no intention to do anything with you, but now I can't help it, then I offend!"
Having said that, Zhang Miao immediately stretched out her finger and bounced on her sword.
"Ding……"
With a crisp sound, Zhang Miao's spirit pressure immediately centered on him and spread out in all directions.
Apparently, Zhang Miao has performed his best illusions and intends to pull all the deaths present, including Yamamoto Motoyagi, into his own illusion.
But what he didn't expect was that his spiritual pressure had just spread and he hadn't shrouded the death gods present. There were dozens of different spiritual pressures coming out around him and mixed into Zhang Miao's spiritual pressure.
Zhang Miao discovered this immediately, and frowned suddenly.
"How is this going?"
"Oh, this is a spirit jammer!"
Facing Zhang Miao's doubts, the captain of the twelve-team Nirvana, who was not far away, immediately explained with a smile.
"Since the last captain's assessment, I have started to study your power, and then I discovered that the essence of your power is actually to control our pressure with your own pressure, so that we have hallucinations, and Such power is not unsolvable! "
Speaking of this, Nie Yingli immediately reached out and took out a small black metal rod from her arms, and then waved at Zhang Miao.
"This is the spirit interference jammer that I researched specifically to restrain your power. This is the nemesis of your sword, so grab it!"
"Papapapap ..."
At the words of Nieyingli, Zhang Miao immediately applauded, clapping and nodding in appreciation.
"The analysis is in place, and the manufactured spirit interferer is also very good. It is indeed the second director of the Jinglingting Technology Development Bureau, but I am afraid that you are mistaken. Who told you to create a fantasy is my fright The ability of the knife? "
"Why ... what? What do you mean by that?"
As soon as Zhang Miao said this, Nie Yingli, who had been full of confidence, suddenly widened her eyes, and her face was unbelievable.
"Do you want to say that it is not your ability to cast the illusion? Then what is it? Is it ghost or some new technology? I have never heard of such a thing, you must be bluffing!"
Although she said unbelief, but looking at Zhang Miao's face without changing her color, Nie Yingli couldn't help taking a few steps back.
The typical dead duck has a hard mouth!
However, Zhang Miao didn't pay much attention to him, but turned to look at Yamamoto Motoyanagi and other deaths around him, and smiled again.
"I'm ashamed. After so many years of dealings, I have never shown you the power of the Beheaded Sword. It's a bit out of the ordinary, so let me take a look at it today!"
Speaking of this, Zhang Miao immediately pulled out the sword from the waist, biting the blade directly with her mouth, and then folded her hands.
"Seal his soul, the pendulum!"
As Zhang Miao drank aloud, a transparent arm immediately shot out from the beheading sword in his mouth, and then caught the nearest rotten wood shark with a thunderbolt.
Shichiki Shiba wanted to resist, but when he was caught by this transparent hand, he found that he had lost control of his body, which made him exclaim.
"This ... what is this? Let go of me ..."
Before waiting for the rotten wood Baiji to finish his words, this transparent hand grabbed him back quickly, and dragged him directly into the sword.
"hiss……"
Watching the disappearing rotten wood white cricket dragged by the transparent hand into the Beheaded Sword, the crowd present couldn't help but take a breath and let them talk.
"Why did Captain Wood disappear?"
"Is it dead? What a terrible power!"
"No ... Brother Brother ..."
Listening to the exclamation from around, as well as the shouting of Lukia, the dead tree on the double torture stand, Zhang Miao shook her head helplessly again, then raised her hand.
"Everyone be calm and restless, Dabai is not dead yet!"
(End of this chapter)