A Zanpakutō at the beginning of Meiman

Chapter 493: Flowery Sky Crazy Bone Black Pine Heart (5)

Can't go on anymore...

Lord took a deep breath, planning to get serious.

In the children's game at the beginning of the solution, if you are familiar with the rules, you can still choose opportunistic methods.

But in front of Huatian Kuanggu after the Swastika solution, any tricks are futile. As long as you are within the range of Huatian Kuanggu Heisong's spiritual pressure, unless it is a powerful spiritual pressure at the transcendent level, you must Follow the rules it makes.

Even as the master of Zanpakutō, Kyoraku Shunsui cannot violate this point.

Taking advantage of the second act of "tragedy", he must get rid of Jingle Chunshui as soon as possible to prevent the third act of "tragedy".

Once he is dragged by Jingle Chunshui to the third act of "tragedy", he will be useless at that time, and he can only be forced to compete with Jingle Chunshui in Reiatsu. This is the last situation he wants to see.

"A look full of murderous intent..."

Jingle Chunshui was still sitting on the ground, noticing the change in Lord's eyes, he smiled lightly and said, "If I'm right, are you planning to stop the third act?"

"Exactly."

Lord slowly raised the pitch-black blade, wiped it lightly with his fingers, and the blade groaned softly: "If you are dragged to the third act, then it will not end well."

"With your current body, can you do it?"

Jingle Chunshui stood up slowly while supporting the knife with both hands. The wound on his chest hurt, he gasped, grinned and said, "Don't look at me hurt like this, but I still have the strength to delay you for a while."

"I hope you can still say that after a while."

In the depths of Lord's pure golden eyes, a deep blood color appeared, and he walked slowly with the blade upside down: "Swastika...all are gone!"

In the next moment, the boundless blood-colored aura surged!

From the upside-down sword blade and sleeves, it seemed that endless blood was flowing down, gathering into billowing waves around his body, turning this pure white half-fan-shaped platform into a churning sea of ​​blood!

"Even the swastika capital of Unohana..."

Jingle Chunshui's pupils trembled slightly, fully aware of the danger of the sea of ​​blood, leaped into the sky in a few steps, with the word speechless written all over his face, and said: "Young man, how many swastikas have you hidden? untie?"

"you guess?"

Lord, who was in the sea of ​​blood, spewed out more blood from the black spot holes all over his body, but his recovery speed went up to a higher level. It was almost fresh blood that just flowed out, and it was replenished in the next second. went back.

One out and one in, equal to nothing.

In such a weird way, Lord cracked his 'cushion of shame'.

"it's a pity......"

Jingle Chunshui touched his wound, and couldn't help but sigh when thinking about the past, and said: "If I knew it earlier, I would have learned more from Uzhihua, and now it won't be so miserable."

"Then you come down."

Lord picked up the blood-dripping blade, stepped on the churning blood, and said with a smile, "Although I am not Unohana, you should be clear about the healing effect of everything, right?"

"Let's leave this deceitful lie to girls."

Jingle Chunshui curled her lips with disdain, and said: "The blood pool is a panacea for you, but it is poison for me. I don't want to be 'over-treated' and turn into an ugly Bones."

Although both can heal each other, it is based on the user's will.

If not, the pool of blood turned into a blood pool is a severe poison that can burn bones and muscles, hundreds of times more terrifying than concentrated sulfuric acid.

"Hehe...you sure have seen it."

Seeing that there was no way to trick Jingle Chunshui down, Lord didn't bother to follow him down, and stepped on the blood pool of Mountain Dew.

boom--

Under the shock, the bright red blood pool suddenly stirred up waves as high as [-] meters.

Under the turbulent furious waves, they rushed straight into the sky like a roaring dragon. Lord stepped on the boundless sea of ​​blood, holding the blood-condensed blade, and pulled out a slender blood-colored silk thread, wrapped in infinite spiritual power. Pi's knife directly took Chunshui's head.

"Not alone!"

With a wave of Jingle Chunshui's double knives, a hurricane of spinning tops roared towards it.

The howling hurricane collided with the roaring sea of ​​blood, and the two unexpectedly burst out like the sound of clashing gold and iron. The two completely different spiritual pressure, mixed with murderous intent and sorrow, swept the entire world in an instant. .

The bursting air mass produced a strong thrust, like a pair of invisible giant hands, repelling the nearby blood sea and air, forming a near-vacuum area, but the two people in it did not stop at all, still engaged in fierce life and death fight!

Between swords, lights and swords, countless flames exploded!

In just one breath, the two have fought hundreds of times. Ordinary people can't see their movements clearly. Only through the occasional sparks can they judge where they are, but that's all.

The surging wind was like a sharp blade, cutting traces on the ground below.

He has served as the captain of the soul world for hundreds of years, and is one of Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekuni's favorite disciples. In the future, he will inherit the post of chief captain and continue to guard Kyoraku Shunsui in the soul world. No flaws, infinitely close to Aizen who broke the rules.

Even though he was seriously injured, Jingle Chunshui still showed the super high quality of the captain. He found a flaw in the change of Lord's moves, and Huatian Kuanggu broke through Lord's storm with an almost weird position like an antelope's horns. offensive.

puff!

Two black blades of different lengths easily split through the steel defense.

"I've been waiting for this moment!"

A look of sternness flashed across Lord's eyes, he deliberately showed his flaws, just to wait for Jingle Chunshui to take the initiative to attack.

"No, it's a hit!"

Jingle Chunshui was startled, only then did he realize that he had been fooled.

The massive blood loss from the wound on his chest caused him to be confused, so he couldn't see through Lord's tricks at a glance, and his nerves were tense in the fierce confrontation, it was too late for him to think more, and his body naturally acted when he saw the flaw. reacted.

Realizing that he had been tricked, Jingle Shunsui was about to pull back.

A deadly threat of death surged into my heart, as if being pointed at by thousands of blades, the hairs on my back stood up, and a black phantom was reflected in my pupils when I looked up, holding a short Zanpakuto and aiming at it. over him.

"Swastika—God Killing Gun!"

An extremely bright and dazzling knife light stretched instantly with the extremely fierce momentum.

In desperation, Jingle Chunshui ignored his image, forcibly twisted his neck and turned his head to one side, narrowly avoiding the vital parts, but a deep bloody gash was cut on his cheek, almost tearing half of his face. All set off.

The skin of a handsome uncle has become even scarier than a ghost.

But Jing Le Chun Shui felt a little rejoicing in his heart, if he didn't hide quickly, his head would be hung on the knife right now.

Stepping on Shunbu several times at high altitude, keeping a safe distance from Lodra, finally let him take a breath.

Jingle Chunshui was panting tiredly, not only because of the aggravation of his injuries, but also because his physical strength was also being exhausted at a rapid rate.

It is already a miracle that he can still stand now. If he hadn't had nothing to do in the past and learned the basics of Hui Dao from Unohana, he would have lost too much blood and passed out by now.

Can't put it off any longer...

There was no frivolity in Jingle Chunshui's eyes, but instead became extremely dignified.

If he continued to delay like this with Lord, he was afraid that he would die from his injuries before exhausting the other party's spiritual pressure.