All done...
Sure enough, the sword is just like its name, and people are just like the sword!
Lord had imagined ten thousand things in his mind about what the power of this knife was.
But he never thought that using his true abilities... would actually be a ridiculous 'treatment'!
But in fact, if I recall it carefully, it seems to be very common sense.
The Zanpakutō's swastika is a step forward on the basis of the swastika. No matter whether the method or form changes, the type of ability will not change. Therefore, the swastika's ability is healing, so the swastika's ability will not change. will change the type.
Therapeutic effects on a wide range of areas...
This seemingly beautiful ability is a magical skill that can save lives and heal wounds in anyone's body.
But when placed on a Shura like Unohana Yazenryu who pursues fighting, it becomes the best prop for her to enjoy fighting.
Between us and the enemy within the scope of the All-In-One Domain, this brutal battle to please one person will never come to an end until everything is truly exhausted.
Only by fighting until the last drop of blood is shed can we escape the sea of suffering!
"Do you like my abilities?"
Unohana Yaqianliu rolled up a strand of black silk, smiled calmly, and said: "Ji Jin is like an infatuated woman who wants to be with the man she loves until death. In the end, only the one who survives can enjoy it. The climax of constant fighting!”
...Abnormal!
When Lord heard these words, his heart could not help but twitch.
Although I had known that Unohana Retsu was the first Kenpachi, I didn’t expect that even Unohana would be so perverted!
All he did was keep fighting with someone until death, and finally ended in a climax that pushed that man to the top!
No wonder...she is the only one who can wake up the sleeping Kenpachi.
This kind of never-ending fighting forces your ability to continuously evolve. I'm afraid only that guy Kenpachi can survive!
"Are you well rested?"
Unohana Yachiryu raised the bloody sword blade to his chest, with murderous intent boiling under his half-closed eyes, and said: "After talking for so long, your spiritual pressure should have recovered, right?"
"As expected of the first generation Kenpachi, I still can't hide it from you." Lord's expression did not change after being exposed by the words, and he simply stopped trying to hide it, absorbing the spirit children in the atmosphere with all his strength, and activated super-speed regeneration to repair the injury.
As early as when he discovered that Unohana Yachiryu was still alive, he relied on the Quincy's special physique to secretly absorb the spirit sons in the Infinite Hell. Later, he was over-healed by the sea of blood. Although he lost one left hand, he could go berserk. His spiritual pressure has been restored to 70% to 80%!
"Then... come on!"
With a gentle smile on his face, Unohana Yachiru suddenly stepped in front of Lord. The bloody sword blade in his hand drew a graceful arc and slashed diagonally from below at a weird angle, as if he was going to slash him diagonally. Cut it in half! .⑨⑨⑨xs.)
Now that he knew the power of Jiuji, Lord naturally did not dare to touch the bloody sword blade rashly, and swung the sword from top to bottom against the sharp sword edge diagonally below.
when!
The moment the blades collided, two terrifying spiritual pressures exploded, creating a violent wind that swept across all directions!
The moment he resisted the opponent's blade, Lord's left hand turned into a bone suddenly reached out and pressed directly on the chest of Uohana Yaqianliu. In the five fingers of the white bones, scarlet evil energy was condensing!
"Is this...a virtual flash?!"
Unohana Yazenryu obviously didn't expect this move, and before he could react, his chest was penetrated by a false flash!
Large areas of blood and flesh spattered, and the internal organs were instantly burned away by the terrifying energy. Uzhihua 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 to be even more excited!
"It's...not enough!"
The Unohana Eight-Thousand-Ryu sword blade turned, and the hand holding the sword was extended forward. While forcing Lord to retreat, the sword blade cut directly at an unnatural angle, with a weird arc like an antelope hanging its horns. on his shoulders.
Tsk!
The bloody sword blade broke through the flesh and blood and sank into it several inches deep!
The effect of excessive treatment immediately caused the spiritual pressure to go wild. Large areas of flesh and blood melted quickly like snow on a spring day, leaving behind horrifying white bones.
"I really want to see how many times you can recover!!!"
At the moment when he faced life and death, Lord's eyes flashed with a fierce look, and he raised his sword and swept through the sword pressure!
Unohana Yachiryu completely gave up on defense, and while taking the sword forcefully, he swung his sword and stabbed Lord in the abdomen.
“Come again!!!”
Lord's eyes were blood red, as if he had fallen into some kind of madness, and he was attacking like crazy regardless of everything.
The two people disappeared suddenly, leaving behind an afterimage.
Only the sound of blades clashing and clashing could be heard in this dilapidated and endless hell. The speed beyond the limit caused the two of them to disappear completely. The only way to find the movement trajectory of the two people's battle was from the ring-shaped sonic boom clouds that kept exploding in the air!
Boom boom boom boom...
Countless afterimages that could not be seen were connected together, and bursting sparks fell like raindrops.
The deafening roar of spiritual pressure is non-stop, and the air waves set off by the blade create ripples, spreading throughout every corner of the Hell, destroying the already dilapidated plains again, and countless hills turning into trees under the shock wave.鑑粉.
In just tens of seconds, the two have fought hundreds of times!
Under the violent spiritual pressure, the Infinite Hell seemed to have withstood the fall of tens of millions of tons of heavy objects. Large amounts of dust were lifted into the air by the turbulent storm. In the battle that could not be captured with the naked eye, the breaths of Lord and Unohana collided. , seems to be indistinguishable.
This is pure fighting!
Under the intentional or unintentional guidance of Unohana Yachiryu, Lord's swordsmanship is improving at an alarming rate!
From being completely unilaterally abused at the beginning, to fighting with him for dozens of rounds and being at a stalemate, sometimes he could even rely on his intuition to suppress Unohana Yachiryu.
Clang! ! !
A soft sound of swords touching each other resounded wildly throughout the sky.
The ear-piercing sonic boom turned into a huge aura and exploded suddenly. Along with the raging and violent energy fluctuations, the thick dust everywhere was swept away, revealing the two fighting men!
"That's it?"
Baqianliu Uozhihua was bathed in blood, looking at the 'person' in front of him dreamily, and seemed to say with some regret: "Sure enough... you still can't please me after all."
Not far in front of her, stood a...'person'.
Lord was bruised and bruised in countless battles, and all his flesh and blood had been melted away. Only a pair of white bones were left, holding a Zanpakutō full of holes, standing in the boundless sea of blood.
There is only a white skeleton left, can it still move?
Although there is still a faint trace of spiritual pressure left, Lord is like a candle, having already burned himself out!
"Just a little bit...what a shame."
There was a trace of regret in Unohana Yachiru's eyes, her flushed cheeks gradually returned to whiteness, and she sighed faintly: "If you can hold on for a little longer, maybe you can satisfy me. Goodbye... Unknown man ah."
At this moment!
From the white bones that were supposed to be about to die, black spiritual pressure ignited again!
"That's...what?" Uozhihua Baqianliu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he subconsciously took half a step back.
I saw a hazy and illusory shadow walking out from behind Lord who turned into bones!
"Swastika—Huang Huang Yanling left the palace!"
The shadow raised its sword to the sky, causing countless thunders to roar and descend like the majesty of heaven.
