My Stand-in is Steve

  Chapter 435 Black skin? Then you hit Fang Mo's gun.

   "Damn it!!"

   Seeing the small organ model in Saar Apollo's hand, Fang Mo rushed up: "I have something to say!"

"Um?"

  However, seeing Fang Mo's nervous appearance, Sal Apollo was also stunned.

  But soon, he suddenly realized that this might be the opponent's weakness, so a cruel smile appeared on his face, and he directly crushed the organ model in his hand.

   There was only a flutter.

  Fang Mo's figure rushing over suddenly froze in place, and he was immediately deprived of five hearts.

   "Hehehe..."

  Saar Apollo also laughed when he saw this: "I like your reaction very much, but don't worry, in order to study you, I will not let you die so easily..."

   But this is not the end.

  An abyss-like aura suddenly erupted from Fang Mo's body.

   "I draft the master!"

Accompanied by an exasperated roar, Fang Mo rushed up like lightning, and at this moment he stretched out his hand, and Levatin and Clausoulas were held in his hands: "You are looking for death, right? "

   "Don't...don't come here!!"

  Saar Apollo really panicked when he saw this, the murderous aura erupting from the other party was even more terrifying than Aizen, and this moment made him feel terrified.

  So subconsciously, he quickly threw the doll to the ground.

   Stamped crazily with all his strength.

   I have to say that Saar Apollo's curse doll is really powerful, it can bypass the armor and cause damage to Fang Mo's body. In an instant, his body cracked, and all the bones and tendons were destroyed.

  In fact, Fang Mo can heal an injury like this in an instant.

But Saar Apollo really panicked, and kept crushing the doll with his feet, which is equivalent to being regenerated and being continuously destroyed at the same time. Although Fang Mo didn't feel pain, it was indeed a bit painful to move around. inconvenient.

   But that's all.

   It is still far from being able to stop Fang Mo from retaliating.

   "Don't you think... this can stop me?" I saw Fang Mo showing a malicious smile to Sal Apollo: ""

   Accompanied by Fang Mo's words.

  Behind him emerged more than a dozen weapons of various shapes.

Fire Demon Sword Levatin, Ice Demon Sword Rahab, Phase Quantum Sword, Degenerate Neutron Prime Epee Sword, Time Great Sword, Storm Battle Axe, Supreme Wisdom Cybertron Sword, Divine Doctor Salvation Sword, no Ruima Yuling Cleaver, Emperor Gold Soul Eater Sword, Nine-Tails Chakra Broad Sword, Sword of Light Klausolas...

  These weapons exuded a devastating aura behind Fang Mo.

  They are suspended and intertwined with each other, as if they have turned into an illusory throne.

"this…"

  Saar Apollo was also a little stunned when he saw this.

  However, in the next second, these sword weapons started to move.

  Seeing a dark green epee flying out like lightning, Saar Apollo immediately planned to start spinning to avoid it.

However, the sword of time suddenly trembled, and the spherical time field expanded outward, stagnating everything in the world. However, the epee was not affected, and directly penetrated Saar Apollo's body, nailing him to death. on the ground.

   After that, time resumed its flow.

   "Uh uh..."

  Saar Apollo only felt a pain in his chest, subconsciously looked down, and an unbelievable expression immediately appeared on his face: "What's going on? Why did I suddenly..."

  Although Sal Apollo's face is full of horror.

   But these weapons don't care about that.

   Taking advantage of Sal Apollo's inability to move, the storm battle ax took the lead, swung it round and slashed directly on his right shoulder, and then the thunder flashed, and the thunder punishment began.

  After this, Levatin stabbed the opponent's lower body with a sword, and the flames were billowing, and there was a scorching smell immediately.

  As for the four divine swords, the degenerate neutron element sword, the mayuling chopper, the phase quantum sword, and the light sword, they began to chop repeatedly from the ends of Saar Apollo's limbs.

Since the Ice Demon Sword is a stabbing western sword, there is no way to chop stuffing along with it, so it kept stabbing the opponent's eyeballs, and poking the left side after poking the right side, because of the healing effect of the divine doctor's salvation sword, Thrall The injuries on Apollo's body healed themselves in an instant, so what should have been a fatal attack became a **** torture.

   "Isn't it cool to blast me?"

  I saw Fang Mo slowly walking towards Saar Apollo: "Think I'm handsome? It doesn't exist, today I will let you see what top-level torture is."

   "You... what are you doing!?"

  Saar Apollo was also obviously scared, and roared in horror.

   "This wave, this wave is meat bombs."

  While talking, Fang Mo pulled out the bedrock puppet from the degenerate neutron element sword, then simply rolled the opponent into a ball shape, picked it up and hit Saar Apollo's lower body.

   Only heard a loud bang.

  A huge pit appeared in the white sand.

  Saar Apollo's area below his chest was turned into a puddle of mud, and he himself became a little dazed due to the severe pain, drooling while rolling his eyes.

   "Well, drooling."

   Fang Mo said something first when he saw this, and then suddenly laughed: "Hahaha..."

Of course, this laughter sounded somewhat gloomy in the current environment, as if he had suddenly suffered a serious illness, which made Saar Apollo even more frightened, but he couldn't run even if he wanted to. The epee had an inexplicable power that seemed to suppress all his mobility.

   "You like being a shit, don't you?"

  Fang Mo doesn't care so much, aiming at Sal Apollo is a crazy output.

The bedrock puppet in his hand kept smashing down, and Saar Apollo's body was constantly in the process of repairing and destroying, but he was different from Fang Mo's digital body, and he could feel pain 100%. Soon the spirit broke down.

   "Help...Help!!"

  Saar Apollo couldn't bear it any longer, and howled in despair.

  However, this is his laboratory, which is the lowest floor of Xuye Palace, and no one would come here at ordinary times, so his screams are destined to be heard by no one.

  Fang Mo hit the opponent with a bedrock puppet for more than ten minutes, and then quickly changed the method.

  I saw that he suddenly grasped the Ice Demon Sword, and then began to stab back and forth on Saar Apollo's body: "E skill, tap Q, and then beep, beep, beep..."

   Add together front and back.

  Fang Mo tortured the other party for almost half an hour.

   And just when he was still thinking, there was a sudden sound of footsteps not far away.

"Um?"

  Fang Mo looked up and saw two strange-looking people, one of them was wearing a long white mask, and the other was a black man with a bald head.

   "Sar Apollo, you have failed."

  The bald black man here glanced at Sal Apollo on the ground: "It's really miserable, being tortured by the enemy like this."

   "Zomali Lulu..."

  After Sal Apollo heard the voice, he also looked up at the other party, but now he has no extra thoughts, struggling to raise his hand: "Save...help me..."

   "You have been defeated by the enemy, and you are no longer worthy of the Ten Blades, Sal Apollo."

  The masked man on the other side heard this, and suddenly said: "But don't worry, you won't die, you will live forever in our body, and we will swallow everything about you right away."

"you…"

  Saar Apollo became a little nervous when he heard this: "Aronilo...now is not the time for internal fighting."

"From the moment you became curious about our bodily fluids, you are our enemy." The masked man here, or Yaronilo, slowly took off his mask while talking: "We have long I want to eat you, but because Aizen-sama doesn't allow ten-blade infighting, that's why I let you live until today."

  After taking off the mask, Fang Mo also noticed the other person's face.

   To be honest, this guy doesn't look like a creature at all, and the thing on his head is actually a huge glass tube.

   Yes, it is a glass tube, which is a bit like a culture chamber. Two small skulls are soaked in the light red liquid, and the NO.9 logo is engraved on it.

It is obvious that this skull is his real body, and he is indeed No. 9's Ten Blades, Yaronilo Aluruyeli, a freak with two personalities. It's called suffocation, and it's a method that can devour the enemy to strengthen itself.

   "Zomali, I want to execute this loser first."

  Aronilo on this side looked quite excited: "You deal with this intruder first, can you?"

   "You don't have to make a move."

  The black-skinned bald head next to him has a gloomy and cold face: "No matter who the enemy is, I will seriously defeat and kill him, and then dedicate the body to Lord Aizen."

  The voice is just on the way.

   Zomali instantly started to spin.

  Fang Mo was still listening to the chat between the two with relish. The next second, Zomali had already circled behind him, and without any explanation, he chopped down with a knife.

   Then there was a ding, and a few sparks suddenly splashed on Fang Mo's neck.

   "Nani?"

   Zomali also seemed to be stunned when he saw this.

"So why did you suddenly run behind me?" Fang Mo slowly turned his head to look at Zomali, then squinted and asked, "Seeing how dark your skin is, you might be Want to steal something from me? I'll give you a chance now, stand with your hands against the wall."

   "I see, is this steel skin your reliance?"

   Zomali suddenly said: "In this case... how about trying this trick?"

   After finishing speaking, he disappeared in place again, and then stabbed Fang Mo in the eye with a knife.

  Of course, the effect was still the same. Fang Mo didn't even bother to blink, and only heard a ding, and the tip of the opponent's knife was even broken off a little.

"this…"

   Zomali was immediately stunned.

   "Sure enough." Fang Mo sighed directly when he saw this: "Some **** don't understand human speech, since that's the case..."

   Shrinking here, a white light flashed on Fang Mo's body, and the custom Steve ability was activated.

  In the next second, his skin became fair and his hair became golden. Of course, the most important thing was his clothing, which suddenly became a standard police uniform of the Marvel country.

   "You are..."

   Zomali hadn't realized the seriousness of the problem, but in the next second, a big hand suddenly pressed down on his head, pressing it down with an irresistible force.

   "Get down! You dirty nigger!"

  Zomali felt his world spinning for a while, and he fell heavily to the ground before he even had time to react.

  (end of this chapter)