Can't go on any longer...
Lord took a deep breath and planned to take action.
It is a children's game at the beginning. If you are familiar with the rules, you can still choose opportunistic methods.
But in front of Huatian Kuanggu after the swastika, any trickery is useless. As long as you are within the range of the spiritual pressure in the heart of Huatian Kuanggu and Black Pine, unless it is a powerful spiritual pressure at the transcendent level, you will have to use it. Follow the rules it sets.
Even as the master of the Zanpakutō, Kyōraku Shunsui cannot violate this.
Taking advantage of the fact that it was the second act of 'tragedy', he had to deal with Kyoraku Shunsui as soon as possible to prevent the third act of 'tragedy' from happening.
Once Kyōraku Shunsui drags him to the third act of 'tragedy', no matter how hard he tries, he will be useless and he will be forced to compete with Kyōraku Shunsui for spiritual pressure. This is the last thing he wants to see.
"Eye full of murderous intent..."
Jingraku Shunsui was still sitting on the ground. He noticed the change in Lord's eyes and chuckled: "If my guess is correct, are you planning to prevent the third act?"
"Exactly."
Lord slowly raised the pitch-black blade, lightly swiped it with his fingers, and the blade let out a soft groan: "If you drag me to the third act, it won't end well by then."
"With your current body, can you do it?"
Jingraku Shunshui stood up slowly while holding the knife with both hands. The wound on his chest hurt and he gasped. He grinned and said, "Don't look at me injured 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, there was a hint of dark blood, and he walked slowly with the blade in hand: "Swastika...all gone!"
The next moment, boundless bloody spiritual pressure surged!
From the inverted sword blade and sleeves, it seemed like endless blood was flowing down, gathering into rolling waves around his body, turning this pure white semi-fan-shaped platform into a roiling sea of blood!
"Unexpectedly, even the flower of Uzumaki's swastika is..."
Jing Le Chun Shui's pupils trembled slightly, knowing the danger of the blood sea, he jumped into the sky in a few steps, with the word "speechless" written on his face, and said: "Young man, how many kinds of swastikas do you have hidden? untie?"
"you guess?"
Lord, who was in the sea of blood, saw more blood spurting out from the black spots and holes in his body, but his recovery speed went up to a higher level. The blood that had just flowed out was replenished in the next second. Went back.
One out and one in means nothing.
Lord broke his "mattress of shame" in such a strange way.
"it's a pity......"
Jingraku Shunsui touched his wound, and couldn't help but sigh when he thought of the past, and said: "If I had known better, I would have learned more from Unohana, and it wouldn't have become so miserable now."
"Then come down."
Lord picked up the bleeding blade, stepped on the churning blood flowers, and said with a smile: "Although I am not the Flower of Mao, you should know the healing effect of all, right?"
"Let this kind of deceptive lies be left to girls."
Jingraku Shunshui curled his lips with disdain and said: "That 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 corpse." Bones.”
Although Jiajin can heal both sides, it is based on the user's wishes.
Otherwise, the blood pool they all turn into is a powerful poison that corrodes bones and burns muscles, hundreds of times more terrifying than concentrated sulfuric acid.
"Haha...you have indeed seen it."
Seeing that there was no way he could trick Jingraku into getting the spring water down, Lord didn't bother to follow him and stepped on the blood pool.
boom--
The bright red blood pool suddenly stirred up waves as high as a hundred meters under the shock.
The raging waves surged 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 thread, wrapped with spiritual power. Pi's knife struck Chun Shui's head directly on his neck.
“I’m not good at it, I’m happy!”
Jingraku Shunshui waved his two swords, bringing up a gyro hurricane and roaring towards him.
The roaring hurricane collided with the roaring sea of blood, and the two actually erupted with a clanking sound of gold and iron. Two completely different spiritual pressures, mixed with overwhelming murderous intent and sorrowful energy, swept the entire world in an instant. .
The bursting air mass generated strong thrust, like a pair of invisible giant hands, expelling the nearby sea of blood and air, forming a near-vacuum area, but the two people in it did not pause at all, and were still engaged in a fierce life and death battle. Fight!
As the swords, lights, and shadows intertwined, countless fires bloomed and exploded!
In just one breath, the two fought hundreds of times. Ordinary people could not see their movements clearly. Only through the occasional splash of sparks could they tell where they were, but that was all.
The raging wind was like a sharp blade, cutting traces on the ground below.
He has served as the captain of Soul Society for hundreds of years, and is one of the favorite disciples of Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni. In the future, he will inherit the position of captain and continue to protect Kyoraku Shunsui of Soul Society. There is no flaw, and it is infinitely close to the extraordinary Aizen.
Even though he was seriously injured, Jingraku Shunsui still showed his superb qualities as a captain. He found a flaw in Lord's moves, and Huatian Kuanggu broke through Lord's violent storm with an almost weird position like an antelope hanging its horns. offensive.
Poof!
Two black blades of different lengths easily split the steel-skin defense.
"This is the moment I've been waiting for!"
A look of fierceness flashed across Lord's eyes. He deliberately exposed his flaw in order to wait for Kyōraku Shunsui to take the initiative to attack.
"No, I fell into a trap!"
Jingraku Shunshui was shocked, and then realized that he had been fooled.
The large amount of blood loss from the wound on his chest caused his thinking to be confused, so he was unable to see through Lord's trick at a glance. The tense nerves in the fierce confrontation did not allow him to think more. The moment he saw the flaw, his body acted naturally. reacted.
Kyōraku Shunsui, who realized that he had been deceived, was about to retreat.
A fatal threat of death surged into his heart, as if he was being pointed at by thousands of blades. The hairs on his back stood up. When he raised his head, a black shadow was reflected in his pupils, holding a short Zanpakutō and aiming at it. Got him.
"Swastika—God's Killing Spear!"
A dazzling sword light that was extremely bright, accompanied by an extremely fierce momentum, instantly expanded.
In desperation, Kyōraku Shunsui did not care about his image, and forcefully twisted his neck and turned his head to one side, narrowly avoiding the vital part. However, his cheek was cut with a deep bloody gash, which almost covered half of his face. Lift them all up.
The skin of a handsome uncle has become more terrifying than a ghost.
But Kyōraku Shunsui felt a sense of joy in his heart. If he hadn't escaped quickly, his head would have been hung on a knife right now.
He stepped on Shunpo several times at a high altitude and pulled a safe distance away from Rod, finally allowing him to breathe a sigh of relief.
Kyoraku Harusui was panting from exhaustion, not only because his injuries were aggravated, but his physical strength was also being depleted rapidly.
It's already a miracle that he can still stand now. If he hadn't had nothing to do before and learned some basics of Hui Dao from Uzhihua, he might have fainted from excessive blood loss by now.
Can't delay it any longer...
Jingraku Shunshui's eyes lost any frivolity and turned into extremely serious ones.
If he continued to delay like this with Lord, he would probably die from his injuries before the other party's spiritual pressure was exhausted.
