Chapter 1052： World War (4)

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"Ah~ something is wrong."

Ichimaru Gin put his hands in his pockets, looked at Aizen with a smile, and said, "Looking at the situation, it seems that we are at a disadvantage, Captain Aizen."

The words were full of sarcasm.

In a sense, it was considered dereliction of duty to have two ten-blade hits in a row, and to allow the enemy to approach the throne.

Especially, under the gaze of the Spirit King.

Although it's impossible to talk about falling into trouble, he definitely did it on purpose.

For any opportunity, Ichimaru Gin will definitely not miss the opportunity to pull off Aizen's fake face.

After all, who let himself die in Aizen?

It's hard to catch an opportunity, but you can't get rid of it?

As for the Ten Blades defeat?

Oh, don't make a fuss.

From the beginning to the end, neither he nor Aizen or Dong Xian Yao had ever worried about this issue.

If it's so easy to lose, why do you need to form Ten Blades?

"Haha, it's getting more and more interesting."

Lan Ran had a gentle smile, and in the depths of her brown eyes, there was a sneering mockery: "Since the other party is kindly invited, how can we refuse?"

Toxian Yao and Ichimaru Gin raised their eyebrows, seeming to have guessed Aizen's plan.

"Aren't they going to hold you back?"

Sure enough, Aizen turned his attention to Shiben and said playfully, "Then satisfy their thoughts, let's all do some activities."

"Yes, Aizen-sama."

Ulquiorra still looked indifferent, his dark green eyes swept across the rest of his companions, and his tone was unwavering: "There is only one request, the loser.... Deprive the title of Ten Blades and kick it out. Void Night Palace, do you understand?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's heart sank.

Although Ulquiorra's number is '4', who doesn't know that it belongs directly to the Spirit King, and even Aizen Soyousuke cannot mobilize it at some point.

In terms of strength alone, Ulquiorra, who is in the third stage, may only need one person to eliminate all the ten blades at present.

The broken faces are all rebellious people, and those who can tame them are all people with unparalleled combat power.

If Ulquiorra and Aizen did not have the strength to convince them, how could it be possible to lead the ten-blade group of thorns?

Therefore, even the 3rd Ten Blades, Neruel, respected Ulquiorra and did not dare to refute his orders.

The next moment, Ten Blades came out.

No, not all, there was one man who always stood under the throne, and that man was Ulquiorra Cefa.

"They're all out!"

Seeing this scene, Thanos couldn't help but tremble in his heart, but he soon regained his calm, and thought to himself: "Their strength is not as terrible as I imagined, so we just need to send a few more people to entangle them! "

After thinking for a while, Thanos made a decision: "Three of you, Thor, Vision, and Hulk!"

He gave the three of them a look, and the person who was named understood what Thanos meant.

"Not yet..."

Thanos stared at the huge throne of white bones, estimating the distance in his heart, and said to himself: "This distance is not enough, we must get closer!"

He still has the biggest hole card!

However, to use this hole card, it must be unexpected and when it is closest to the man, it can work wonders.

For this, he must break through the siege!

"Hoohoho..."

The female Hulk beat her chest and roared filial piety, like a savage beast, her entire body became several times larger, like a reduced version of a giant ape.

However, before her filial piety was over, a burly figure appeared: "I hate Hulk the most in this life!!!"

boom!

A heavy punch, like a cannonball.

The female Hulk's roar stopped abruptly, and the whole person was knocked out, and the chest cavity was even opened with a large hole, and the internal organs and blood were scattered all the way.

"Tenth Blade, Abomination, Emil Bronski."

A monster with a height of three meters, with brown and blue skin and a thorn behind its back, hooked its fingers at the Hulk, grinned at the corners of its hideous mouth, and said with a hideous smile: "I will let you feel it, what is it called? True power!"

At the same time, Vision also met his opponent, a girl with short blond hair and a delicate figure.

"The ninth tenth blade, Gwen Stacy."

Gwen's face was like frost, and the spiritual pressure boiled and burst. After the introduction, he rushed up and started a fierce fight.

The horse-faced Thor's opponent, with long flowing purple hair, shining gorgeously in the sun, with a handsome and evil face, pulled up an upward arc: "Introduce myself, I am the most perfect creature in the world.. ... Kaz."

The horse-faced Thor clenched the warhammer, his eyes surging with cold light, and said, "They all have their own numbers, so what are your numbers...how much?"

Kaz slowly lifted his shirt, revealing his eight-pack abs with an Arabic numeral printed on it, and smiled, "I am no.8."

"Merely No.8, how dare you come to challenge me?" Ma Mian Thor's eyes were gloomy, and he laughed in anger: "It seems that I have really been underestimated."

"Hehe, don't be too early to be happy."

Kaz smiled, not annoyed by being underestimated, and said, "Although I'm only No. 8, it's enough to deal with you...enough."

"I hope to wait a while, after seeing my strength, my mouth can still be as hard as it is now!"

The horse-faced Thunder God snorted coldly, holding Miao Ernir high, attracting endless thunder, and rushing towards Kaz.

Gwen vs Vision.

Abomination vs She-Hulk.

Kaz vs Thor.

For a time, in the sky, chaos resumes!

The terrifying spiritual pressure was like a tidal wave, sweeping and trampling the sky.

In the chaotic battle, Thanos stopped and looked calmly at the woman who was blocking his way.

"Can you stop us by yourself?" Thanos said.

Although after several twists and turns, he lost some manpower, but there are still two people left of his carefully selected members, that is, Ronan and Tianqi!

One is the accuser of the Kree Empire, and the other is a mutant who has survived for thousands of years. Either way, it's not a fuel-efficient lamp.

"enough."

Niluailu's emerald green eyes flashed a trace of killing intent, and said sternly: "From now on, you will stop here."

"It seems that you are very confident."

Thanos narrowed his eyes, looked at the woman carefully, glanced at other battlefields, and asked, "The numbers on your body should be sorted according to strength, right?"

"The number of the ten blades is the Lord Spirit King, and they are sorted according to the strength of the killing ability."

About this point Nilu Ailu did not hide it, but said it directly.

"Killing ability..."

Thanos chewed on the meaning, then his eyes flickered, and he asked again: "So, since you dare to stop us, your number must be no.1?"

His idea is very logical.

Since the No.5 and No.6 Ten Blades can't even beat the half-hearted Ghost Rider and the symbiote, the level of the Ten Blades can be imagined.

He, Ronan, Apocalypse.

The strength of the three people is far stronger than those of them. If you want to deal with the three of them, you must at least send the strongest ten blades, right?

The idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Nilu Ai Lu was silent for a while, her eyes were a little weird, but she turned around slowly, and she lifted half of her shirt with her hands, revealing an Arabic numeral: "It's a pity, I let you down, my ranking... It's no.3!"

"The 3rd Tenth Blade, Neruel du Odysseyvank!"