Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 975: I swear not to shed blood! (3)

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The Way of the Sword · Underworld!

Of course, this Huangquan is not that Huangquan.

Once wielding a knife was for killing; now wielding a knife is for protecting life.

When the blood-colored blade was raised, Uozhihua stomped **** the sole of her foot, and her whole body was like a glimpse of the aurora. On the ruins intertwined with black mist and sea of ​​blood, a barely visible blood-color like a thread of fate was pulled out. shimmer.

The vast sword energy, like the collapse of mountains, shakes the Nine Heavens Galaxy.

This sword embodies all her beliefs.

There are no extra moves, just the simplest, simplest and most basic sword drawing, without any subtlety at all.

But it was such a simple movement, under the blessing of his lifelong belief in killing and grinding, the spiritual pressure, soul, killing intent, and sword skills were perfectly integrated, and an unprecedented, extremely brilliant and brilliant sword broke out.

That incomparably strong killing intent, like a deafening roar, echoed over the ruins.

"Kill!!!"

Cruel!

Overbearing!

Cool!

It's like a moth to a flame, burning everything, vowing to achieve the goal!

In a trance, the man of darkness took half a step back, feeling that the sky was being split.

But soon, a look of shame appeared on his face. The incarnation of the majestic three-pillar **** would be frightened back half a step by humans. What a shame it is?

"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous!"

When the sea of ​​blood was churning, the dark man who was the first to bear the brunt spoke indifferently.

I saw dozens of black tentacles covered with weird patterns and sticky liquid, suddenly drilled out from his trouser legs and cuffs, tearing off the human skin, revealing a crazy and indescribable expression shape.

The appearance of that form is distorted and crazy, completely beyond the scope of biological cognition!

"Dark Magic·Soul Corruption!"

The dark man, who had completely turned into a monster, released a black mist that was bigger than before, flowing thickly and converging into a shape, like a rising wave and tsunami, hitting against the sea-like sword light.

Clang——!

It was less than one-thousandth of an instant, and Jian Guang rolled up a sea of ​​blood and crashed down.

However, unexpectedly, the moment the two collided, there was no sound of collision, only faint ripples spread out, forming concentric circles from near to far.

But in the next second, the violent change was caught off guard.

Almost in an instant, the invisible ripples spread to the entire head area of ​​the god.

Anything that touches the ripples is brutally crushed, whether it is hard metal or decaying buildings.

Boom! ! !

A moment later, huge sound waves echoed on the ruins.

Under the sea-colored sword light, the destructive power crushed the ruins layer by layer, like an unstoppable heavy steamroller, breaking down and dissipating anything that dared to block the front into the basic spirit.

But the long sticky black mist showed amazing tenacity.

It is like a mass of living creatures, which can even devour the extremely powerful **** sword light, pushing the sword light forward bit by bit.

"You... can't beat me."

In the thick thick black mist, there was an extremely indifferent voice.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of sticky tentacles suddenly drilled out of the black mist, like thousands of vertical lights piercing through the sea of ​​swords, crushing them.

Boom!

In the crumbling sea of ​​blood-colored swords, a woman's figure suddenly appeared.

"I know, I can't beat you."

Uzhihua took a light step, like a flying butterfly, dodging the tentacles gracefully: "From the beginning, I never planned to win you."

The **** sword edge swam around, pulling out **** silk threads, accompanied by the woman's graceful figure, like a deadly dance, stepping on the boundary between life and death, dancing in the black mist and tentacles.

The tentacles were cut off one by one, and then more tentacles grew again.

Gradually, there are more and more tentacles, like a boundless ocean, trapping the flying blood-colored butterfly in the center.

"I know...I'm weak."

"I know, I can't help him."

"I know, I can't beat you."

"But...so what?"

The black Shiba outfit hangs like a thread, with long black hair floating down, Unohana Yachiryu's figure is like lightning, ignoring the violent attack of the tentacles, and rushing straight to the center of the black mist.

"Stupid..."

In the black mist, a mocking smile spit out.

As he said, rushing into the black mist from the front is a foolish choice.

With the corrosion speed of this cloud of black mist, even Adamantium alloy can be devoured, let alone a mere flesh and blood body, I am afraid that Unohana will be turned into a pile of bones before it rushes in front of him up.

Stupid?

Maybe it is.

But this is the only way she can delay time now.

Hey!

The moment I broke into the sticky black mist, it was like falling into a pool of thick acid.

In barely a second, Unohana Yachiryu was completely corroded, the skin festered and melted, leaving only bright red flesh and blood.

Soon, after the flesh and blood were corroded, Bai Sensen's bones were exposed.

Almost more than 80% of the body has turned into a skeleton with dense bones. It is hard for people to imagine that a few seconds ago, this was still a graceful beauty.

But even so, she still did not stop moving forward.

It's like a moth that knows it will be smashed to pieces, but still jumps at the flame.

"Looking for death..."

The man of darkness sneered~IndoMTL.com~Standing in the very center of the black mist, he looked at that figure with contempt.

"All!!!"

Sen Leng's hoarse voice, like a thunderstorm, spit out from the skeleton's mouth.

The sea of ​​blood that had long since disappeared spewed out again, covering the body of the white skeleton, like the last layer of defense, forcibly born under the corrosion of the black mist, allowing the flesh and blood to slowly grow back.

"Do you want to rely on the recovery of the blood sea to support the corrosion of the black mist?"

The dark man sneered and said, "But can you really hold on to the moment when you come to me?"

This idea is really too naive.

Not to mention the recovery speed of the blood sea, whether it can catch up with the corrosion speed of the black mist, just the pain of being corroded and recovered, is no longer something normal people can bear.

And as the distance gets closer, the speed of the black mist corrosion is not an order of magnitude.

"Alright, I'm standing right here, I won't move half a step."

The man of darkness has his pride, and said coldly, "I want to see if the sword of a mortal can touch me."

But in the next second, he was slapped in the face.

I saw Unoka Yachiliu's speed suddenly increased, forcibly ignoring the corrosion of the black mist, and rushed in front of him.

Looking up, what caught in the eye sockets was the flower of Mao that had turned into a bone.

His figure is like a blood-colored rainbow, piercing through the thick black mist like a thorny thorn, turning into a ferocious ghost and rushing forward!

Suddenly, a cold light bloomed, and the blood was bloody.

It was weak at the beginning, and then it was like a tide like a waterfall. In less than a moment, it had already filled the entire head of the god.

With extreme ferocity and terror, it drowns everything.

"Now...."

"My sword can touch you!"

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