The fierce battle restarts again!
Only this time, they were in front of almost all humans!
Through the spirit device that Nemu has arranged in advance, humans in New York City can observe the existence of Death and Hollow with their naked eyes, and they will also become the audience of this grand 'performance'!
"The choice is yours, from the Second Division!"
The impetuous and violent Grimmjow took the lead in attacking, ignoring the others and swooping across the sky.
"It seems that your subordinates are a little impatient." Hasward glanced at Ulquiorra and said pointedly: "I am very curious about one thing. Since you claim to be the Ten Blades, , but there seems to be no difference in status."
"You are wrong, he is not my subordinate."
There was an unknown ripple in Ulquiorra's emerald green eyes, and he said calmly: "There is no status among the ten blades, there is only the difference between strong and weak killing ability. Everyone only obeys the orders of 'that Lord'" '."
"Haha... I'm even more curious." Hasward showed an interested look: "Who is the master you are talking about who can command ten Arrancar-level Daxu? "
"You will see it later."
A hint of helplessness flashed in Ulquiorra's eyes, and he said coldly: "The most important thing now is to defeat these gods of death quickly."
"Haha, you are right." Hasward stopped asking, slowly pulled out the sharp sword from his waist, faced Hitsugaya Toshiro, and said calmly: "Let us continue the unfinished battle before, I won't do it this time Show mercy."
Hitsugaya Toshiro snorted coldly: "Just as I wished!"
The two of them confronted each other and disappeared in an instant.
The next moment, on another battlefield, the roaring ice dragon collided with countless sacred arrows.
Neither one of them was willing to take a step back, and they surged out with billowing spiritual pressure, flooding the sky above half of the city like a tide.
"Since they have all been chosen, let me choose an easier one." Urahara Kisuke took a step forward with a smile, and suddenly appeared in front of the remaining two haha, and said with a smile: "You seem to be very weak. , let you be my opponent."
As the words fell, the sword edge suddenly drew an arc, pulling Gwen into the battle circle.
"Death, don't be so arrogant!" Gwen felt extremely humiliated by being looked down upon in front of everyone, and anger rose in her eyes: "You little guy with a playful smile, I will let you taste real pain soon!"
"I'm looking forward to it~"
Urahara Kisuke was still smiling, but there was no mercy under his hands.
Swish swish swish...
The seemingly ordinary swordsmanship turned into something magical when used in his hands.
The sword struck out at strange angles many times, leaving no trace like an antelope hanging its horns, forcing Gwen to keep retreating. Her throat was almost cut by the blade several times, and even the short golden hair on her forehead was cut flat. One level.
"You seem to be young, so you don't know much about the Shinigami, right?" Urahara Kisuke suppressed Gwen and harassed her with words with a smile: "The four basic skills of the Shinigami are to slay the ghosts, among which That is to say, swordsmanship is the first of the four basics and is a must for all Shinigami."
"Shut up! What does this have to do with me!"
Gwen had to avoid the strange sword edge while being harassed by his words at the same time. She was very annoyed under the double attack. When she clenched her fist, red electricity surged and she said angrily: "I don't want to hear about you God of Death. Go and die." Come on, fake bullet!"
boom!
A red cannonball shot out and instantly hit the chattering Urahara Kisuke.
False bullets are a weakened version of false flashes. Although they are not as powerful as false flashes in destructive power, their speed is twenty times that of false flashes, and they are instantaneous, so they can be used for surprise attacks in battle.
"Hit!"
Seeing that the attack was effective, Gwen was ecstatic, and quickly pursued the victory, firing blank bullets from both fists!
Boom boom boom boom...
Cannonballs condensed with scarlet spiritual pressure hit Urahara Kisuke like raindrops.
The accumulation of spiritual pressure creates continuous explosions. The huge chain reaction ignites the gas within a hundred meters radius. After the full explosion and combustion, the pungent black smoke will rise and spread for a while.
"Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!!!" Gwen was happily firing the blank bullet, but a figure interrupted him.
"Really...Are all young people these days so irritable?" The familiar and frivolous voice sounded from behind her. Even if she didn't look back, she knew it was the God of Death just now.
"You...why..." Gwen's face was livid, and her whole body was stiff.
"Is your next sentence: 'Why are you still alive?'" Urahara Kisuke's lips curved, and under the half-pressed striped hat brim, a pair of playful eyes shimmered: "Yes... .Why exactly?”
"Now I'm asking you again, bastard!" Gwen gritted his teeth and said, still a little unbelieving in his heart, he raised his hand and fired another dummy bullet.
However, Urahara Kisuke had anticipated this and came directly behind Gwen in an instant, placing the blade on the latter's neck.
The cold touch from the blade, vaguely mixed with a hint of murderous intent, instantly stimulated Gwen's nerves: "You..."
"Didn't I say that?"
Urahara Kisuke pressed the brim of his hat with one hand and said calmly: "This trick is no longer useful to me... wake up, Benihime!"
boom! ! !
The scarlet spiritual pressure blooming from the blade suddenly appeared like a crescent moon, exploding with astonishing power.
At nearly zero distance, Gwen withstood all the impact. Although she had steel skin as a defense, she was still pushed back dozens of meters and suffered some minor injuries.
"Huchi...huchi..."
In the smoke of gunfire, Gwen looked embarrassed, with shock and confusion in her eyes.
"You must be curious, right?" Urahara Kisuke said with a gentle smile on his face: "It seems like everything was hit from the virtual bullet storm just now, but why is this guy still alive?"
"The answer is...this!" Urahara Kisuke pinched a black ball with his fingertips, then put it to his mouth and blew air until the black ball swelled to the limit and exploded, revealing a body exactly like him. The human body suddenly appeared, and then he proudly introduced: "This thing is called a portable prosthesis. It is a personal invention of mine. It is rarely seen on the market!"
"This kind of thing..." Gwen was obviously shocked. He blew up a balloon and turned it into a living person. How is this different from magic?
"Use this thing as a stand-in and replace yourself at the right time to achieve the same effect." Urahara Kisuke pinched the face of the remains to prove how realistic this thing is.
In Gwen's shocked expression, Urahara Kisuke said calmly: "You don't know when I was replaced, do you?"
"Ah...I know this thing." Frank's eyes widened. Isn't this the incomplete version of the prosthetic body that Lord gave him before? He was shocked and said: "Wait...it turns out this is Can this thing still be used like this?"
"Uh... I advise you not to learn it, if you don't want to die." Tony, as a technical researcher, could see at a glance that the timing of this replacement was difficult to grasp. If he didn't grasp it accurately, he might be fooled. died.
"hateful!!!"
Gwen's patience was worn out, and she didn't want to talk nonsense to this person anymore. Red electricity flashed on her fist, and a surge of spiritual pressure built up again.
"It's not good for young people to be too stubborn."
Urahara Kisuke shook his head and slowly raised his Zanpakutō: "Didn't I already say it? This move is no longer useful to me!"
Ding~
The edge of the Zanpakuto gently touched Gwen's fist.
Then the scarlet spiritual pressure mass that had just been condensed was instantly reduced by a spiritual pressure of the same quality.
"I have analyzed the spirit components of your moves and the movement habits of the muscles before launching. As long as you understand these two points, you can easily do it whether it is dodging or cooperating with the timing." Although Urahara Kisuke's tone is still It was very frivolous, but it was particularly harsh to Gwen's ears.
Urahara Kisuke said calmly: "However, if you want to achieve this level, I guess there will be no one besides me."
It was quite the speech of Versailles, but Gwen had nothing to do with him.
