Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 689: Holy text: Miracles

"It's okay, you can do whatever you want."

Uinohana Yachiryu didn't care, she just smiled and said: "The battle shouldn't be limited to one."

In fact, she doesn't care what kind of methods are used in the fight.

When the sword blades forged by the soul collide with each other, the flowers of **** will bloom with blood and wailing. That is the supreme joy that makes her indulge in it, so that she can't extricate herself, as to whether she is using the sword. unimportant.

The important thing is...to awaken this man's instincts.

She seemed to be able to feel that the beast that was imprisoned in her heart was calling and roaring.

"You said it yourself."

Lord showed a weird smile on his face and slowly raised his hand: "I hope that when you lose, don't cry and reckless."

"Do you treat me as a little girl?"

Feeling humiliated, Uozhihua Yachiryu's face suddenly turned gloomy, and said coldly: "Although I am a woman, don't forget that I am also the first Kenpachi. If you underestimate me, Beware of being killed by my sword here."

The Zanpaku knife with an astonishing arc like a waning moon slowly unsheathed from his waist.

A cold and resentful knife chirping is infinitely elongated, and it whirls and turns like a piano in the empty Palace of the King of Souls, which makes people inexplicably outline a picture of a sad wife waiting for her husband's return.

A cold killing intent, like a frosty winter.

The bright and clean white jade slabs around were covered with a thin layer of hoarfrost. The moisture in the air almost condensed into ice, and the coolness of the cold and bones continued to pour out, even the breath of the breath. It became white visible to the naked eye.

Lord noticed the abnormal situation around him, and immediately understood what was going on.

Accurately speaking, this strange cold breath does not come from the ability of Zanpakudao, but the killing intent released by Uozhihua Yaqianliu. I don't know how many creatures have been slaughtered to achieve her. degree.

One thousand? Still ten thousand? Or one hundred thousand?

After getting serious, the eight thousand streams of Uinohana, like a ferocious beast with fangs and claws, exudes an extremely dangerous aura. The dark eyes are like sharp blades, and you can feel the skin when you sweep it. Of cracking pain.

"Swastika...It's all done!"

The blood-colored spiritual pressure turned into a vast ocean, impacting this solid spiritual king's palace.

The eight thousand flowers of Mao’s flower stand above the sea of ​​blood, with a faint smile on the extremely beautiful face, as if a lotus flower in the mud, holy but full of evil at the same time, this The huge contrast brought her a different kind of beauty.

"Sure enough...the Hua sister at the time should be the incomplete version after the system restriction." Lord thought thoughtfully, "I am afraid that the Hua sister summoned this time is the real one. The real Ueno Flower Yachiryu, with the name of the first Kenhachi... Killer!"

"Are you free to be in a daze?"

A bleak waning moon broke through the air, and there was a cloud of coldness in the hazy, and the cold light went straight to Lord's neck.

The thin, long blade formed by the condensed blood draws a thin thread in the air. The belief in killing everything seems to be hidden in the blade. Just a trace of killing intent spills into the atmosphere. Even the void was trembling.

This sword is merciless, and goes straight to the point.

From this, it is enough to see that the Yaozhihua Yaqianliu is completely in the heart of killing, and the speed of shots is fast, the angle is extraordinary, and its kendo is almost perfect.

Even with Lord's eyes, he couldn't find the slightest mistake, and even wanted to compliment him.

If the character that the system asked him to challenge was the Uzbek at this peak period, I was afraid that I would not be able to learn to start the solution, and I would be severely decapitated by this knife.

But unfortunately...

Although Wu Zhihua Yaqianliu has become stronger, he is no longer Wuxia Amon.

The arc of the blade is like a crescent-like blade, and it is wrapped in a screaming wind, but Lord seems to have never reacted, standing still on the spot, letting the blade cut to his own. Neck.

"No reaction? Still standing still on purpose?"

Maozhihua Yaqianliu frowned slightly, and her eyes narrowed. Although she didn't know what Lord was up to, she still felt softened. The palm of her hand was slightly deflected by half an inch, and the blade changed its direction and cut an arc of light diagonally. .

Shock it——

The sharp blade pierced his chest, and a large amount of blood splashed with the arc.

A terrible sword mark that almost reached the internal organs was left on Lord’s chest. It was scratched from the left side of the neck. The ribs were broken and pierced. The internal organs mixed with the intestines were scattered all over the floor. This sword almost Split him apart.

"What...what are you doing?!"

This scene completely surpassed Uozhihua Yachiryu's expectation, and her beautiful eyes were widened with shock.

She didn't expect that Lord would not resist at all, even without evasion or counterattack, and forcibly withstood her sword.

"Ahem..."

Lord shook a bit and coughed up a lot of blood, almost unsteady on his feet: ""

"Are you... are you underestimating me?!" Yaozhihua Yaqianliu's eyes were replaced by a wave of anger, and the killing intent became more and more bursting, and blood pressure filled the entire Spirit King Palace. , The sound of the wind is like the howl of thousands of wronged souls.

The act of giving up resistance like this can only make her think that Lord is underestimating herself.

Angrily ignited the majestic spiritual pressure, and the blood was boiling with a strong killing intent. From the cold and trembling pupils, you can see that the flow of the flowers of the Uzbek is really angry, Jian Feng The blood dripping in the middle condensed into a growing thread, and it danced around.

"Sister Hua, I never underestimated you."

Lord raised his hand to wipe the blood off his lips, grinned and said: "How about I make you a magic trick?"

"Lord, it was the last time I felt soft." Uzawa Yachi frowned slightly, and slowly raised the blood dripping sword, and said coldly: "But next time, I will I won’t be merciful anymore, if you plan to continue playing, don’t blame me...really kill you!"

"Get ready, the magic begins."

Lord took a step forward, and the spiritual pressure around his body surged: "Keep your eyes open and don't miss every second."

Holy text: Miracles!

To turn the situation that is absolutely unfavorable to oneself into one that is beneficial to oneself, and to reverse the most sinister predicament, can be called a ‘miracle’!

All the damage the body receives can be turned into his own strength. The greater the damage he receives, his strength will increase proportionally. The only disadvantage is that he cannot recover the damage he has received, but it is a pity that he has speeded up. regeneration.

It's just a breath of effort, and the terrifying injury has healed at a super speed.

At the same time, Lord's body swelled in the wind, breaking through tens of meters like an ancient giant, and between a light wave of raising his hand, the surging spiritual pressure burst out like a mountain and a tsunami, erupting a terrifying storm that destroys the sky and the earth. tidal!

Bang——

Uozhihua Yaqianliu had no resistance, so she was slapped away by this slap.

"Change the place!" Lord said lightly: "The palace that was finally built is not so good to be ruined."

An order was given to ~IndoMTL.com~ The scenery of the Quartet changed, and we returned to the Hell of Infinite Space.

The huge storm tide engulfed the eight thousand streams of Ueno Flower, flying backwards for thousands of meters like a meteor. The delicate body collapsed a mountain, leaving a scary blood stain along the way.

"It's too late to admit defeat now."

After turning into a giant, Lord's voice resounded like a rolling thunder, resounding over the infinite hell.

"Give up? No...it's too early."

The eight thousand flowers bathed in blood, most of the clothes shattered, revealing attractive shiny skin, walking slowly through the sea of ​​blood, her eyes became more and more firm in her conviction: "Only this level, far away Can’t make me happy, don’t you know this?"

"I know..."

Lord smiled meaningfully and said: "Don't cry later, Sister Hua."

　　

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