Chapter 469 He Will Hunt Us Down, Forever!

The impact caused by Abraham is not limited to Zaraki alone. At this moment, except for the captain-level figures, everyone else in the Palace of Night has become extremely upset because of Abraham's initial wailing.

Hong Jiang took a deep breath, looking intoxicated: "Well, it is the smell of despair. Does it affect most people through sound? The intensity is slightly insufficient. There should be other manifestations. ’

Another negotiation failed. His eyes rolled, and he obviously had some tricks: "Zeraki seems to have met an interesting little guy. Sister Hua, don't you want to go and take a look?"

Unohana rolled his eyes at him, "I don't think it's interesting, Hongjiang."

Hongjiang analyzed seriously: "Although we are not affected, Sister Hua, you can still feel it. The wailing just now can evoke some bad memories."

"Suppose that the ability of the person facing Zeraki is to weaken the opponent through sound, then Zeraki must be affected in the center."

Seeing that Unohana was about to speak, Hongjiang interrupted and continued: "Of course, there is another possibility. What if the little guy Zeraki is dealing with can continuously affect the opponent's psychology?"

Unohana's smile paused, and her tone was quite calm: "I didn't expect you to care so much about Captain Zeraki."

Hongjiang didn't intend to beat around the bush, and almost said: "I'm not worried about Zeraki, but his opponent."

"Oh?"

"Sister Hua, don't you think Zeraki's fighting talent is too high? Generally speaking, talent is indeed There is a chance to grow, but as time goes by, it will gradually become experience, and finally turn into something that suddenly flashes. "Hongjiang continued: "Zeraki is different. He has almost no experience. In my sparring with him, every time I seem to meet a brand new opponent, which is enough to show that his fighting talent has not been fully tapped. It's really amazing, isn't it?"

Unohana's voice suddenly turned cold: "What do you mean?"

"Either he is a monster who will never stop growing, or..., he is a monster, but mistakenly thinks he is a person." Hongjiang's tone was full of temptation, as if he was asking himself: "If I continue to put psychological pressure on him, I am very curious, is he fully stimulating his potential, or..."

"Finally remembered that I am actually a monster?"

"I am more inclined to the latter, Sister Hua."

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On the other side, Zeraki was worried about how to get rid of the strange thing in his mind. Even if he was stupid, he realized that there was something wrong with the red face that had drilled into his body before.

"You've been telling me to run, run, run. Which side are you on, bastard?" Zaraki muttered to himself, trying to communicate with the being in his body, who might be Abraham, but the other party did not respond to him.

At this moment, the headless man on the opposite side, who had recovered from his injuries, chopped with his sword again, and a dull laugh came from his chest, as if he was laughing at Zaraki's previous stupid behavior.

Zaraki dodged the opponent's slash by turning sideways, and at the same time, he swung his right hand and swept the sword over.

The headless man did not dodge, and also turned around and swung his sword upwards. The sword and the sword separated as soon as they touched. Zaraki laughed and stabbed again. The headless man swung his right hand, and there was a sound of "kakaka". The spine sword separated section by section, turned into a long braid, and rolled on Zaraki's sword!

"Oh? There is such a change?"

Zaraki asked in confusion, and changed the stab to pull. Who knew that the other party did not resist, and was pulled directly into the air by Zaraki.

The burly body turned around under the pull of the bone whip and came behind Zang Mu flexibly. Zang Mu felt that his eyes flashed, and the white bone whip was about to wrap around his neck.

The sharp bone spurs turned rapidly with the contracting bone whip, like a swinging blade. If it was touched by it, Zang Mu would probably learn from the other party and become a headless monster. There was no suspense whether he could survive without a head.

"It's over, it's over! We are going to die, we are going to die!" Abraham's desperate cry sounded again. For a moment, Zang Mu actually agreed with the view of "we", and thus appeared in a trance for a moment.

The pain in his neck instantly woke him up. The sharp bone spurs had already scratched his skin and could cut off his neck in the next moment!

Without time to react, Zang Mu reached out and grabbed the contracting bone whip. Even though his palm was pierced by the bone spurs, he did not frown. Instead, his performance seemed more ferocious and excited?

"It's really boring to hide behind others!"

Zang Mu pulled hard with his left hand, forcibly pulled the bone whip on his neck, and then swung forward, throwing the headless man behind him heavily to the ground!

This is not over yet. He turned the bone whip that pierced into his palm and let it wrap around his arm. Countless blood gushed out instantly, but Geng Mu didn't care about it.

The knife in his right hand finally got out of trouble, jumped forward, stepped on the chest of the headless man lying on the ground, grinned, and chopped down fiercely with the sword in his hand!

"I want to see if you are really immortal!"

Zang Mu chopped left and right frantically, and the knife light was so sharp in an instant that he couldn't count how many times he chopped.

Although the headless man below was not cut into countless pieces of meat, every time the knife light flashed, whether it was a hand, a foot, or an arm, there would always be something separated from his body.

Originally, he wanted to pull the bone whip to stop Zaragi, but who would have thought that although Zaragi acted crazy, the first knife cut right on his right wrist, making him instantly lose the possibility of stopping Zaragi!

At this moment, Zaragi was like a ghost crawling out of hell. After countless cuts, and after the other party had stopped moving for a long time, he gradually stopped laughing and looked at the torn corpses on the ground. He casually pulled out the bone whip that had penetrated his left arm and threw it on the ground.

"I thought you really couldn't be chopped to death. It seems that besides having no head, there's nothing interesting about you."

Zaragi shook his head and sighed. The blood flowing from his neck had almost dyed the entire collar red because of his wild laughter just now.

The death armor on the left arm has been shattered into strands of spiral rags. Blood penetrated it and fell to the ground drop by drop, making people seem to be able to smell the rich and disgusting smell of blood from a distance.

Nearly one-third of the white captain Haori was dyed red, making Zaragi look miserable, but what could he do?

He was still there, and he was even the only one standing, the winner of this duel that was enjoyable but ended suddenly!

"No, he won't die, he will hunt us forever..."