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Sure enough, the sword is as its name, and the man is as its sword!

Lord had imagined 10,000 kinds of things in his mind about what the power of this knife was.

But he just didn't think about it, all of them use their true abilities... It would be a ridiculous 'treatment'!

But in fact, recalling it carefully, it seems to be very common sense.

Zanpakutō's swastika is a step forward on the basis of Shijie, no matter whether the method or form changes, but the type of ability will never change, so Shizuku's meat is a cure, so the ability of the swastika also does not. will change the type.

Healing effects in a wide range of areas...

This seemingly beautiful ability, placed on anyone, is a magical skill to save lives.

But putting it on the Shura who pursued the fight, such as Uzhihua Yaqianryu, has become the best tool for her to enjoy the battle to the fullest.

The enemies and friends who are within the range of the Realm of Exhaustion will never end this tragic battle just to please one person until everything is really exhausted.

Only by fighting to the last drop of blood can we escape from the sea of ​​misery!

"Do you like my abilities?"

Maozhihua Baqianliu pulled up a strand of black silk, smiled lightly, and said, "Everything is like an infatuated woman, in order to linger with the man she loves to death, in the end, only the one who survives can enjoy it. The climax of constant fighting!"

... pervert!

When Lord heard these words, his heart couldn't help twitching.

Although I knew that Uzhihualie was the first generation of Kenpachi, I didn't expect that even the Swastika was so perverted!

All that's done is to keep fighting someone to the death, and finally end in a climax that pushes that man to the top!

No wonder... only she can wake up the sleeping Kenpachi.

This kind of endless slaughter forces your ability to evolve continuously, I am afraid that only the guy from Kenpachi can survive!

"Are you rested?"

Uzhihua Yaqianyu raised the blood-colored blade to his chest,

Killing intent boiled under his half-closed eyes, and he said, "After chatting for so long, your spiritual pressure should be restored, right?"

"As expected of the first generation of Kenpachi, I still can't hide it from you." Lord, who was pierced by one sentence, did not change his face, and simply stopped covering it up. He absorbed the spirits in the atmosphere with all his strength, and urged super-speed regeneration to repair the injury.

As early as when he discovered that Maozhihua Baqianliu was still alive, he used the special physique of the Quincy Master to secretly absorb the spiritual child from the endless hell. Later, he was over-healed by the sea of ​​​​blood. Although he lost a left hand, he could go berserk. His spiritual pressure has recovered by 70% to 80%!

"Then... come on!"

With a gentle smile, Uzhihua Baqianliu suddenly stepped in front of Lord. The blood-colored blade in his hand crossed a graceful arc and slashed from below at a strange angle, as if to slant him. Cut it in half!

Now that he has known the power of all, Lord naturally did not dare to touch the blood-colored blade rashly, and slashed from top to bottom against the sharp blade diagonally below.

when!

At the moment when the blades collided, two terrifying spiritual pressures erupted, stirring up a gust of wind that swept across all directions!

At the moment of resisting the opponent's blade, Lord's left hand turned into a bone suddenly protruded and pressed directly on the chest of Maohua Baqianliu. In the five fingers of the white bone, the scarlet evil energy was condensing!

"This is... False Flash?!"

Uzhihua Baqianliu obviously did not expect this move, and before he could react, his chest was penetrated by a virtual flash!

Large swaths of flesh and blood splattered, and the internal organs were instantly scorched by terrifying energy. Mao Zhihua directly spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with minced meat, but there was a strange flush on her beautiful face, and the blood in her eyes became more intense. stand up!

She...seems more excited!

"It's...not enough!"

Maozhihua's Baqianliu sword turned, and the hand holding the sword extended forward, forcing Lord to retreat, the sword cut directly at an unreasonable angle, like a strange arc like an antelope hanging its horns. on his shoulders.

scoff!

The blood-colored blade pierced through the flesh and sank several inches deep into it!

The effect of the excessive treatment immediately made Reiatsu go berserk, and large tracts of flesh and blood melted away like snow in a spring, leaving terrifying bones.

"I want to see how many times you can recover!!!"

At the moment of facing life and death, Lorde's eyes flashed fiercely, and he raised his knife and swept through a sword pressure!

Unohana Yachiryu completely gave up his defense, and while taking the knife hard, he stabbed the sword into Lorde's abdomen.

"Come again!!!"

Lorde's eyes were blood red, as if he had fallen into a state of madness, desperate to attack like crazy.

The two suddenly disappeared, leaving an afterimage on the spot.

Only the sound of blades colliding and clashing resounded in this dilapidated hell. The speed beyond the limit made the two disappear completely, and they could only find the moving trajectory of the battle between the two from the ring-shaped sonic boom cloud that constantly exploded in the air!

Boom boom boom...  

Countless indistinct afterimages formed into one piece, and bursting sparks fell like raindrops.

The deafening roar of spiritual pressure kept going all the time, and the air waves set off by the blade swayed into layers of ripples, spreading across every corner of the Infernal Hell, destroying the already dilapidated plain once again, and countless hills turned into shrouds under the shock wave. Butterfly.

In just a few seconds, the two have fought hundreds of times!

Under the rush of violent spiritual pressure, the endless hell seems to have endured the fall of tens of millions of tons of heavy objects, and large pieces of dust are lifted into the air by the turbulent storm. In a battle that cannot be captured with the naked eye, the breaths of Lord and Uzhihua collide. , seems to be indistinguishable.

This is pure fighting!

Under the conscious or unintentional guidance of Yachiryu Unohana, Lorde's swordsmanship is progressing at an astonishing speed!

From the beginning of being completely unilaterally abused, and then fighting with him for dozens of rounds of stalemate, and sometimes even relying on intuition, which in turn suppresses Uno Hana Yaqian-ryu.

Clang! ! !

A soft sound of a sword touching, wildly resounded in all directions in the sky.

The harsh sonic boom turned into a huge air ring and suddenly exploded, accompanied by turbulent and violent energy fluctuations, sweeping away the thick dust everywhere, revealing the two fighting!

"So far?"

Maozhihua Baqianliu was bathed in blood, looked at the 'people' in front of him, and seemed a little regretful: "Sure enough...after all, he still can't please me."

Not far in front of her, stood a...'person'.

Lorde, who was bruised and bruised in countless confrontations, had all his flesh and blood melted away, leaving only a pair of white bones, holding a Zanpakutō full of gaps, standing in the boundless sea of ​​blood.

There is only one white bone left, can it still move?

Although there is still a faint trace of Reiatsu, Lorde at this time is like a candle, and he has already burned himself out!

"It's just a little... a shame."

Uzhihua Yaqianliu's eyes showed a hint of regret, her flushed cheeks gradually returned to white, and she sighed: "If you can hold on for a while, maybe you can satisfy me, goodbye... unknown man what."

At this moment!

From the white bones that were supposed to be about to die, a black spiritual pressure ignited again!

"That's... what?" Uzhihua Yaqianliu's pupils shrank slightly, and subconsciously took a half step back.

I saw a hazy and illusory shadow walking out behind Lord, who had turned into bones!

"Solution - Huang Huang and Yan Ling leave the palace!"

That shadow raised the knife to the sky, attracting countless thunderous roars, descending like a glorious sky.

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