Marvel With Zanpakuto

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Defeated...all defeated...

The light in Thanos's eyes dimmed a little, and his whole person was in bad shape, like a salted fish who had lost his dream.

From the moment the Ten Blades returned together, in just a few minutes, his carefully selected comrades were defeated one after another.

There is not even a single person who can go through only ten moves in the hands of the Ten Blades who return to the sword.

She-Hulk is even worse...

In front of the hatred behind the sword, he was torn into pieces alive. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that he had some personal vendetta.

But again, She-Hulk is lucky.

If you ask why, it's probably because she is the only zombie hero who still has some bones left.

As for the others, not even their ashes were left, they were raised on the spot.

In the spirit of returning to the sword, spiritual pressure cannot be wasted, so after finishing dealing with their respective opponents, the Ten Blades aimed at the zombie army below.

"Hey, Noyintra!"

Grimmjow licked his lips, and there was a fierce fighting spirit in his eyes: "I have nothing to do anyway, why don't you come and compete with me to see who can kill more zombies?"

Among the Ten Blades, no private fighting is allowed.

Unless one chooses to advance to the next challenge under the witness of the Spirit King, once a private fight is discovered, Ulquiorra will execute him.

Therefore, no matter how courageous Grimmjow was, he did not dare to stroke Ulquiorra's tiger beard, so he could only settle for the next best thing and propose such a 'killing contest'.

"interesting......"

Noyintra half-squinted his eyes, and a cold murderous intention enveloped the surroundings. He grinned with an indescribable coldness: "It just so happens that I haven't had all the fun of killing yet, so I just want to play with you."

In terms of warlikeness, the strongest among the Ten Blades is not Grimmjow, but Noyintra!

Grimmjow is more inclined to be a warrior. What he wants is a battle where the two are evenly matched and fight against each other.

But Noyintra, what he pursues is just fighting. Regardless of the strength of the enemy, even massacre can bring him pleasure.

The proposal of the competition between the two attracted the attention of others. Hatred suddenly thought of an idea, so he walked out: "Count me in!"

"Killing contest...hehe,

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I won't lose to you. "Kazi also became interested.

Only Gwen and Nelu showed a lack of interest. They didn't like unprovoked massacres.

"Hmph, whatever you want."

Grimmjow said proudly: "Then...get ready to begin."

The four big ten blades pounced on the zombies.

At this moment, it was as if a tiger had entered the flock of sheep. The zombies that even Killian had difficulty resisting were instantly opened with a huge gap.

Blood, screams, and wails!

Corpses are scattered all over the field, and pieces of meat are flying everywhere. Anyone who sees this scene will not be able to help but vomit and say... hell on earth!

"Damn!!!"

Thanos's face was black and blue, and the zombie army was slaughtered by the Ten Blades, but he could only watch helplessly, without any way to stop it.

A bunch of pig teammates!

Farke!

Shet!

Thanos cursed those idiots in his heart, they just let them hold back the enemy, and they couldn't even complete such a simple task.

But the matter has come to this, and he has no way out.

The only way to survive before Thanos is to forcefully break through Ulquiorra's blockade and reach the Bone Throne.

"Come on, let's fight!"

Thanos took a deep breath, clenched the double-edged sword, and burst out with strong fighting spirit: "Instead of being surrounded and dying in the end, it is better for me to die with the honor of a warrior under the strongest Ten Blades!"

In fact, Thanos had a little trick up his sleeve.

He deliberately mentioned the honor of a warrior just to avoid being beaten by a group.

Besides, only in single combat could he have a chance to break through this guy's blockade.

"Neluel, Gwen, stand down."

As expected, Ulquiorra agreed to his request and raised his hand to stop the two people who were trying to rush over.

Not because of the glory...

But just now, Aizen quietly sent a message, telling him to put some water in when the time was right to see what Thanos planned to do.

Seeing that the other party agreed to his request, Thanos was overjoyed. He forcibly suppressed his ecstatic thoughts, controlled his facial expression, and showed a solemn look: "Thank you, you are a real warrior, if I can die by your hands , will be my glory!"

The next moment, the two collided.

A double-edged sword forged from an unknown metal, paired with Thanos's burly and muscular body, it can be said to be a mighty force when wielded.

The blade whipped up a fierce wind, carrying a huge force and hitting Ulquiorra like a violent tide.

Ring!

Ulquiorra disappeared and appeared above Thanos in the next moment, condensing a dark green flash with a single finger and pressing it against Thanos' head.

"Do you think I can't see this level of speed?!" Thanos roared, with a ferocious face, and the same purple ball of light condensed in his palm, and he directly pushed it up.

Boom!

The two terrifying energies collided and immediately set off huge waves, and the sky exploded like thunder.

After one blow, it was settled as a draw.

However, compared to Thanos who was intact, Ulquiorra fell slightly lower and one of his sleeves was blown to pieces.

"Don't underestimate me!"

Thanos exhaled a breath of turbid air, held the sword in one hand, and stared at Ulquiorra coldly: "I am not one of those losers. If they want to kill me... at least they have to die!"

"It is indeed not an ordinary character..."

Ulquiorra pulled out the long knife from his waist and said indifferently: "Since it is your wish, then let you see my return blade."

The dark green spiritual pressure turned into heavy rain, sweeping in with strong winds and dark clouds.

For a moment, the sky was dark and dark.

Huge demon wings and a dark green waning moon were reflected in the dim sky, accompanied by the falling rain, showing an indescribable heaviness.

"Seal it down...the Black Winged Demon!"

Ulquiorra lowered his eyes, indescribably cold and biting: "As you wish, you have seen my return blade, then... you can die!"

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"Captain Aizen, you are playing with fire."

Ichimaru Gin put away the smile on his face, and his narrow eyes were filled with traces of scarlet: "Ignoring the safety of Lord Soul King and asking Ulquiorra to let that person come over, what conspiracy are you planning?"

They only heard part of Aizen's whisper just now, so they asked this question.

Even Tōsen Kaname didn't seem to agree and frowned: "Lord Aizen, that man obviously has some kind of plan and must get close to Lord Soul King. Why did you let him come here on purpose?"

"Don't worry, uu read the book Yin, please."

Aizen stood in front of the throne, with a curve on his lips, and said playfully: "I just want to see what he plans to do. Maybe... he will bring us a surprise."

"But you are taking risks with Lord Spirit King!"

Ichimaru Gin's aura changed, his weak appearance disappeared, and he turned into a poisonous snake, waiting for the opportunity to move and choose people to bite.

"You're so excited, Silver."

Aizen smiled slightly, not caring about his words, and said calmly: "The prejudice against me affects your judgment, but it doesn't matter, I won't blame you, after all... you are only a mortal."

Hiss...what a show-off!

Ichimaru Gin's eyelids twitched and he put one hand on the handle of the knife, thinking that if you keep showing off, I'll make another hole in your chest.

"No need to worry, no need to be nervous."

Aizen gently stroked his messy bangs to the back of his head. In the depths of his brown eyes, there was stillness and depth: "I alone am the strongest guard. No matter what he is planning, he will not touch it." The corner of the Spirit King’s clothes.”