"Kyathai Stark, Balegon Luizenbon, Dia Harribel, Ulquiorra Cifer, Nnoitra Gilga, Grimmjow Jakarjak, Zo
Mari Lulu, Saar Apollo Granz, Jaronilo Aluruyeli, Jami Rialgo, Nilielle du Oudesivank."
Li Chuan read the names of each of the Ten Blades in a leisurely manner. Every time he thought of himself, each of the Ten Blades couldn't help but shudder.
"Long time no see."
The Daxu who were kneeling on the ground lowered their proud heads.
"Everyone, get up." Li Chuan nodded with satisfaction.
However, the Ten Blades headed by Stark did not make any move. They just knelt on the ground, silent, and an inexplicable aura spread out.
"What's wrong?"
Their heads were lowered, and Li Chuan didn't show any impatience, waiting.
After a long time, Ulquiorra finally summoned up the courage to look up at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure in front of him. A trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, and he discovered carefully that there was anger that he tried to hide underneath.
Now Ulquiorra has reached the threshold of Wang Xu, and he can even stand in a stalemate for a while against Ichigo Minotaur.
Ulquiorra struggled fiercely in his heart, trying hard to restrain his inherent coercion, and said in an extremely jerky tone: "King, why?"
"Are you talking about why you erased your memories? Or why you were given high-quality spiritual pressure?" Li Chuan asked knowingly.
Bailegang spoke at this time, his old voice seemed weak: "What Wang Jianfeng is pointing to is what we want in life, but why did Wang succumb to the god of death?"
This sentence expressed the thoughts of all the Ten Blades. Nnoitra trembled, raised his head and roared: "Go to Soul Society and kill them."
"As long as the king gives the order, Aizen will surely perish." He was talking about Stark.
These Ten Blades were a big surprise to Li Chuan. The relationship between Nnoitra and Grimmjow was much better than in the original work, and Stark, the Messenger of Peace, actually said the words of killing.
Scanning their faces one by one, they once succumbed to Aizen for some reasons, and now they just want to kill him. There is only one reason, he actually let his king call him "Sir."
Whether active or passive, everyone who receives this title deserves to die.
There is no reason, this is the humiliation of the entire Hueco Mundo, even if you die, you will face it.
Li Chuan understood what they meant, and his heart suddenly felt warm.
"Perhaps my choice is indeed too selfish." Thinking of this, waves of Xu's will came from his heart, as if he was telling his grievances and dissatisfaction.
"Actually, there is no reason." Li Chuan sighed, and the Ten Blades who were kneeling on the ground felt tight in their hearts and did not dare to breathe.
"Because it's fun." Li Chuan murmured, his voice was very small, but it passed through the eyes of others very clearly.
Fun? It was Ten Blades' turn and they were confused because Fun wiped their memories and surrendered to a god of death just for fun? What kind of logic is this? Is it the king's bad taste?
They didn’t dare to ask.
"Aizen thinks he came to Hueco Mundo quietly, thinks his plan has no loopholes, and thinks his purpose can be concealed."
"Actually, I knew about him from the beginning."
Stark immediately reacted: "The king knew that Aizen would come to Hueco Mundo."
Li Chuan smiled and nodded: "Maybe sooner."
Stark felt relieved after hearing this. According to this, Aizen's whereabouts were within the king's expectation and were part of the plan.
"Wang, what should we do now?" He subconsciously ignored the previous question and waited for Wang's next plan.
"Soul Society will take action against Hueco Mundo in a while." Li Chuan smiled brightly, with only the coldness in his eyes.
What? After hearing this, Neutra became excited and couldn't help but ask: "How long will it take?" Seeing Li Chuan's eyes shift to him, his head lowered again.
"I don't know, but it should be soon." However, Li Chuan changed the topic: "I don't plan to take action."
Stark and the others were stunned and then ecstatic. Didn't this allow them to express themselves freely? With the king here, they could exert all their strength. The strongest god of death in a thousand years. Although he didn't know what his strength was, how could he be the opponent of the king? He only needed to consider
What matters is how many seconds you can resist.
"However, your strength is too low." Li Chuan poured cold water on them. Seeing that they were a little dissatisfied, he continued: "Yami is acceptable."
The rest of the Ten Blades were silent and became even more dissatisfied. The main reason why Yami was able to force Aizen to swastika was his ability to save. By relying on his own ability alone, he was not even as good as Aroniro before he was injured.
A little more helpless, who gave Ya Mi such perverted abilities?
After hearing this, Yami raised his head, looked around like a victorious general, and showed an arrogant smile, as if to say: "King, if you are not satisfied with you, you are very satisfied with me." With a proud look on his face, when he saw Ulqi
Aura felt inexplicably unhappy when she saw it.
"If you are satisfied, then there will be a reward." Li Chuan stretched out his right hand and spread it in front of him. A spherical light appeared in the palm of his hand. The light was soft, but it involuntarily attracted all the eyes of the ten blades.
Seeing this familiar scene, including Stark and Ulquiorra, all the Ten Blades could not help but reveal their enthusiasm and desire.
The last time was hundreds of years of high-quality spiritual pressure. With the help of this spiritual pressure, the entire Hueco Mundo had eleven more Vastods in one day.
Yami's heart was beating wildly, and he stared at the light in Li Chuan's palm. This was a gift from the king, a gift that belonged to him.
Amid all the envious gazes, the light drew a beautiful arc in the air and disappeared between Yami's eyebrows.
Yami swears that this is the most beautiful arc he has ever seen in his life.
In an instant, two methods of using abilities appeared out of thin air in Yami's mind.
My whole body trembled, and then I laughed loudly, getting louder and louder, and I was extremely proud.
Seeing Yami's expression, the other ten blades all showed envy. The reward was the second most valuable, and the recognition of the king was the most precious.
Bailegang said in a muffled voice: "Let you be proud for a while first." Adding a little helplessness.
After the laughter, Yami said loudly to Stark: "Stark, the Ten Blades belong to me Yami, how about you take second place." After saying that, he showed a malicious smile.
"I refuse." Stark refused decisively. If it was the Ten Blades given by Aizen, then give it to him, but this is the honor given by the king, and this is what Stark must protect even if he sacrifices his life.
"It seems that you don't know what abilities the king gave me." Yami's eyes showed viciousness. The ten blades were given by the king. No one is worthy except himself. As for the number "0" after returning to the blade, he automatically