Chapter 232: reinforce! 4

This scene was inconspicuous in the chaotic war.
However, the three of Lan Ran have been observing Fang Lang's situation. Although they are not sure what happened, it is certain that the other party not only killed the people on the side of the of death, but also attacked the face.
"Have a great time," Ai Ran said calmly, not caring about Aronilo's death.
Anyway, it is just cannon fodder, not much combat power.
"Is this really good?" Ichimaru silver frowned, Fang Lang's behavior was unexpected, "He will kill all ten blades."
"Master Ai Ran, let me stop him!" Dongxian said seriously.
"Don't worry, let's continue to observe the situation for now." Lan Ran remained unmoved, still calm.
On the Reaper side, excluding the top combat power, there are more than 2,500 players from each team, and these players have had more than 500 casualties in just ten minutes since the start of the war!
As for the Fanglan Alliance, although they brought not many people, less than forty people, they lost two of their top combat power, the ninth and tenth blades, and they were killed by Fang Lang.
On the backside of a tall building, the shadow stretched out, and a black shadow emerged.
Jingle Chunshui's complexion was not good. Although he did not see the previous scene, he could confirm Fang Lang's position and the two spiritual pressures that disappeared in that position.
"What's the matter? Are you still resisting, this willpower is too terrible." He thought with a headache, "Five seats are dead, it's really a bit troublesome, it seems that one sword is not enough, at least three swords are needed. But Broken Bee's strength has become stronger, and it will be troublesome to chop her twice."
The Huatian Crazy Bone at this time is not a swastika, but just the beginning.
Different from the range-type ability of Swastika, in the initial solution state, the devil's target can only be one person, so it is impossible to make Aizen the same as Fang Lang.
"Aan Ran is not in a hurry, his mirror is beautiful, my fifth ghost can be restrained to a certain extent..."
Just thinking about it, a cold snort came from above.
"Hidden here, Jingle, you'd better change Fang Lang back to the original, otherwise you will definitely be killed!"
When he took the stage, Jingle Chunshui saw Broken Bee and sighed and said, "Your husband is fine, why do you want to fight like this? Why don't we have a cup of tea and wait for the end of the war..."
"Don't me!" How could Broken Bee kicked it downwards, and suddenly, the force of the violent hurricane set off a tornado and slammed toward the Beijing Spring Water.
"It's really troublesome, what kind of power is this, infinitely instantaneous? In this state, even if it is me, it is difficult to cut her."
Whispering to himself, Jingle Chunshui's figure slowly dived in the shadows.
"Run again? This is really annoying!" Broken Bee thought angrily.
The rear of the battlefield.
In a tall building, Mao Zhihualie stepped up the stairs slowly and headed towards the roof.
In this building, besides her, there is another person. Although it is a guess, Uozhihua is daring to be sure that the other party is the "devil" of the Gotei 13 team.
As long as he was cut off, Fang Lang could be named and Fang Lang returned to his original state.
"When I came in, there was a barrier of spiritual pressure isolation here. With such a tight protection, my guess should not be wrong." Uozhihuareel said in a low voice, while pushing open the iron door on the roof. Opposite the iron gate, a rickety figure stood beside the guardrail, "It's you, the former captain, Yamamoto Motoryusai Shigekuni!"
Being so called, the figure remained unmoved, with his back facing Huareu Mao, his eyes cast on the battlefield.
"After I broke the barrier, you can immediately feel that if you are an ordinary person, you should run right away, but you are the captain, the strongest of death in a thousand years, of course you will not do such a thing of escape." Zhihua stepped forward and stopped ten meters behind the figure.
"It's a pity, you guessed wrong." Yamamoto Motoyuzai said without looking back, "The old man is not the one you are looking for. The old man is here, just waiting for time to clear the traitors from the Gotei 13th team. That's it."
"You can't do it anymore," Uozhihualie slowly drew out the blade, the scimitar shot, and made no secret of his murderous aura. "You who lost Zanpakuto and both hands, now even I will not be an opponent. "
Hearing this, Yamamoto Genryuzhai turned around slowly, and his old face was very gloomy, "Although I don’t know why you obey Fang Lang’s order, don’t talk to my old man’s Jianba inheritance, no matter what, the old man will I want to kill you here! Ueno-Flower Yaqianliu!"
He was very angry. Under his leadership, in just half a year, there were six captain-level mutinies. The remaining five fought not to mention it, but Uozhihualie made him feel heartbroken!
The opponent was also the captain of the Millennium, and he would make a betrayal, which insulted the Thirteen Guardian team he had built!
"Captain, you can't understand. On that man, I saw the pinnacle of kendo. Forget it, these are all past events. In my position, all I have to do now is to slash you." Zhihualie smiled like a bloodthirsty rose, "If your opponent is you, you have to go all out from the start... All the solutions are done!"
With the sudden explosion of spiritual pressure, this enchantment had a shaky posture, but it still carried it down.
The wind and waves blew, revealing Yamamoto Genryuzhai's hand under his sleeve, that arm, without a palm.
"Bah, it's up to you, even if the old man doesn't need his hands or the Zanpaku knife, it's enough!"
"Do you really think so?" Around Uozhihualie, a large area of ​​blood donation appeared.
"Do you think you will win?" Yamamoto Genryuzhai asked back, grinning, "Our main force is coming soon!"
"The main force...?" Hearing this, Mao Zhihualie's eyes widened. In her perception, several Captain-level Reiki pressure suddenly appeared.
Lan Ran watched the entire battlefield. Suddenly, his eyes condensed and his gaze swept to his side.
Behind him, a layer of paper seems to have faded from the space, and three figures appearing in black cloaks, fused with the sky.
The three blades suddenly attacked the Aizen trio.
"Do you absolutely hide the cloak of Reiatsu?" Aizen drew his knife, turning back and resisting the opponent's sword.
However, a blood stain still appeared on the shoulder.
"Oh, Ai Ran, how many are missing?" Under the cloak, a familiar face revealed. ..
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