Chapter 444: Conquer Him, the Royal Mermaid Queen!

"I'm not a gentleman, woman!" In a trance, Nnoitra's blade was already within reach.

Although Harribel was reminiscing, she was not completely defenseless. She wanted to see what Nnoitra would do.

In general, it was not fair to attack her decisively after finding her absent-minded, and the unnecessary reminder at the end was really a bit of self-consolation.

I guess he didn't want to defeat a woman he despised the most by sneak attack. It was really like covering one's ears and stealing a bell.

Harribel snorted coldly, raised the short knife and swept away the two sickles in front of him. But the danger did not end there. At this moment, Nnoitra, who had six hands and six sickles, was closing the remaining four hands quickly, looking like he was going to hug Harribel into his arms.

How could Harribel dare to let those four sickles hug her? While sweeping away the blade, he touched the ground with his feet and turned over backwards.

Nnoitra chased him with a knife, and the eight sickles he swung were like a knife net. Heribel swept left and right, retreating and fighting. Although he was at a disadvantage and looked a little embarrassed, he was not hurt.

"You are really capable. You haven't taken the initiative to attack yet."

Nnoitra slashed down with two knives at the same time, and Heribel raised his knife to block it. Unexpectedly, one of the opponent's hands suddenly turned, and the two sickles crossed through Heribel's empty blade like a big clamp, holding it tightly!

Heribel immediately felt bad. Nnoitra was quite aggressive at this moment. The remaining four hands slashed from top to bottom and left to right. If the opponent did not abandon the knife and leave, this blow would be enough to pierce a cross on the opponent!

Heribel subconsciously wanted to break free from the opponent's control, but although the opponent had six hands, the power of each hand was stronger than before, so it was not so easy to break free.

If brute force doesn't work, then you have to use some cleverness. Facing the enemy's sword, Harribel did not retreat but advanced. The short knife that was blocked also slid along the opponent's blade and slid towards one of Nnoitra's arms.

The broad double-edged sickle left a wound on Harribel's wrist. The blood was like a floating dandelion. As soon as it left the body, it turned into a little blood light and disappeared.

Did she give up, or did she want to simply cut off an arm? No, although Nnoitra was arrogant, he was not stupid. Almost at the moment Harribel moved forward, he roughly understood what she meant.

This is not to cut off one of her arms, but to cut off one of his arms!

Yes, Harribel's weird hollow short knife, the outer circle and the inner circle are all blades! It's hard to believe that the blade with such a strong murderous aura would be her sword.

Nnoitra reacted quickly, and her movements were even more neat and tidy. The pain in her arm did not affect her at all. The inner circle of the blade accurately found the closest joint of Nnoitra - the wrist. With a flash of the blade, a black sickle flew out, and the handle was still connected to the hand that had been tightly clenched. With just one cut, Nnoitra's hand was cut off!

"I'll give you the last chance to make that hollow stop, otherwise I can cut off your hands one by one, and then kill you!"

Harribel threatened. After the opponent returned to the blade, the six arms were not strong or weak. Once the close-range attack was like a tide, even the route of the attack was uncertain, and it was really difficult to parry.

But the characteristics of this return to the blade were too obvious. The six arms strengthened Nnoitra's combat power, but as long as there was enough strength to cut them off one by one, the opponent was not afraid at all.

Coincidentally, Harribel had such strength!

"The last chance, it's really arrogant..." Nnoitra stretched out his tongue and rolled it slowly, as if he wanted to eat Harribel not far away in one bite.

He walked to the lost sickle and forcibly pried open the hand left on it. A golden light flashed on his bare wrist, and he immediately grew another hand that was no different from the previous one. As if to show off, he grabbed the sickle and swung it twice.

"My return to the blade is very simple. The hardness of the steel skin is improved, and at the same time, the recovery ability is greatly improved." Noitra said with a smile: "Even if you cut off my six arms at the same time, I can recover instantly!"

"So, woman, what did you say just now? I don't think I heard it clearly~"

Noitra laughed at Helibel wantonly, and at the same time, he didn't forget to "kindly" remind him, "I don't know how many little ghosts Desle has killed now, or maybe he has killed them all.",

"Hehehehe."

Herlibel frowned. The super fast recovery speed is really troublesome. This shows that his desire to force peace by restricting the opponent's combat ability is probably going to fail.

The situation on the other side was not optimistic either. Although the guy named Desler was not strong, two of the original team had completely lost their combat power, and the remaining Yincheng was half dead. Only Yuedao was left. Helibel did not think that he was a man who could be trusted.

But even Asido was sent out. Helibel knew very well that in a short period of time, there was no more combat power to be reinforced.

To save the four humans, she could only rely on herself. If she wanted to make Nnoitra lose his combat ability in an instant and not give him a chance to recover, it would be equivalent to killing him.

Thinking of this, Helibel finally made a decision. The short knife in his hand slashed heavily on the ground. It was obviously a desert, but suddenly there were waves surging and rolling, as if a pearl shell wrapped her up.

"Oh? Are you finally going to get serious?" Nnoitra seemed very interested, and even waited for the other party to complete the return of the blade in a gentlemanly manner.

The water flow that wrapped Harribel finally slowly parted. At this time, she was wearing a pair of white boots on her feet, and her lower body was a battle skirt similar to that of an Amazon warrior.

The upper end of the battle skirt was connected to a bone rope that looked like a spine, extending all the way to the armor on his upper body. The original hollow short knife in his right hand changed its appearance and turned into a white giant sword that looked like a flying fish. There were three lines on the sword body, just like the scary gill lines of a shark.

At this moment, Harribel exuded a depressing spiritual pressure all over his body, giving people the feeling that he was facing a huge waterfall, which was continuous and continuously oppressed your nerves.

She raised her right hand, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Nnoitra, and a light blue mist-like thing overflowed from the three gill lines on the sword body.

Nnoitra was ready for battle. The mist on the sword suddenly condensed into three arrow-shaped spiritual forces, which suddenly shot out like cannonballs. Nnoitra didn't dodge any of them and was beaten back by the three spiritual pressure arrows.

And at this moment, Harribel opened and closed his teeth, as if declaring a battle.

"Conquer him, Queen of the Mermaids!"