Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 689: Holy Words: Miracles

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

Unohana Yachiliu didn't care, just smiled and said: "The battle should not be limited to one."

Actually, she doesn't care about the methods used during the fight.

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

It's important...to awaken this man's instincts.

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

"You said it yourself."

There was a strange smile on Lord's face, and he slowly raised his hand: "I hope you lose later, don't cry and resign."

"Do you think I'm a little girl?"

Feeling humiliated, Unohana Yachiryu's expression suddenly became gloomy, and he said coldly: "Although I am a woman, don't forget that I am also the first Kenpachi, if you underestimate me, Be careful to be killed here by my sword."

The Zanpakuto, which had an astonishing arc like the waning moon, was slowly unsheathed from his waist.

A cold and resentful sound of the sword was infinitely elongated, like the sound of a piano, twirling and turning in the empty Lingwang Palace, making people inexplicably sketch a picture of a sad wife waiting for her husband to return.

A cold killing intent strikes like a frosty winter.

The surrounding smooth and bright white jade slabs were coated with a thin layer of hoarfrost. The moisture in the air was almost condensed into ice, and the bone-chilling coolness continued to surge out. It became white visible to the naked eye.

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

To be precise, this strange cold breath does not come from Zanpakuto's ability, but the killing intent released by Unohana Yachiryu. I don't know how many creatures have been slaughtered to achieve her kind degree.

A thousand? Or ten thousand? Or one hundred thousand?

After getting serious, Unohana Yachiryu looks like a ferocious beast with its fangs and sharp claws, exuding an extremely dangerous aura, its dark eyes are like sharp blades, and it seems that you can feel the skin when you sweep it crack pain.

"Swastika...all done!"

The blood-colored spiritual pressure turned into a vast ocean, impacting on this sturdy spirit king's other palace.

Baqianliu of Mao Zhihua stood on the sea of ​​blood, with a slight smile on her extremely beautiful face, like 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 Sister Hua at that time should be the incomplete version after the system restriction." Lord thought thoughtfully, "I'm afraid the Sister Hua summoned this time is the real one." The real Unohana Yachiryu, who bears the name of the first Kenpachi... a murderer!"

"Do you still have time to daze?"

A bleak waning moon broke through the air, and there were bursts of coldness in the haze, and the cold light directly hit Lord's neck.

The thin long blade formed by the condensed blood pulls a thin thread in the air. The blade of the sword seems to hide the belief of killing all things. Even the void trembles.

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

Based on this, it is enough to see that Unohana Yachiryu is completely determined to kill, and the speed of his strikes, the tricky angles are amazing, and his swordsmanship is almost perfect.

Even with Lord's eyes, he couldn't find anything wrong, and even wanted to praise him.

If the character that the system asked him to challenge was the Unohana Yachiryu at this peak period, I'm afraid that he would be beheaded cleanly by this knife before he could learn the shikai.

Unfortunately...

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

The curved edge of the blade is like a crescent moon, and it is surrounded by a shrill and howling wind, but Lord seems to have not reacted, standing still in a daze, allowing the blade to cut at his own body neck.

"Didn't react? Or stand still on purpose?"

Unohana Yachiryu frowned slightly, and narrowed her eyes. Although she didn't know what Lord was up to, she finally softened her heart. She turned her palm slightly by half an inch, and the blade changed direction and slashed an arc. .

Chila——

The sharp blade cut through the chest, and a large amount of blood sprayed out along with the arc.

A terrifying sword mark that almost reached the internal organs remained on Lord's chest. Split his whole body.

"What are you...doing?!"

This scene completely exceeded Unokana Yachiryu's expectations, her beautiful eyes widened in shock.

She didn't expect Lord to resist at all, not even dodge or counterattack, and forcibly endured her sword.

"Ahem..."

Lord shook a bit, coughed up a large amount of blood, and almost couldn't stand still: ""

"Are...are you underestimating me?!" Unoka Yachiryu's eyes were replaced by a burst of anger, the killing intent became more and more explosive, and the blood-colored spiritual pressure permeated the entire Lingwang Palace , The sound of the wind was like the howling of thousands of innocent souls.

Such a move of giving up resistance can only make her think that Lord is underestimating herself.

Angry emotions ignited the majestic Reiatsu, and the boiling blood was mixed with extremely strong killing intent. From the cold and shaking pupils, it could be seen that Unoka Yachi was really angry, and Jianfeng The blood dripping from the chest coagulated into long threads, shuttled and danced around.

"Sister Hua, I have never underestimated you."

Lord raised his hand to wipe the blood from his lips, grinned and said, "How about I do a magic trick for you?"

"Lord, just now was the last time I softened my heart." Unohana Yachiryu frowned slightly, slowly raised the long sword dripping with blood, and said coldly: "But next time, I will I won't be merciless, 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 surged all over his body: "Keep your eyes open, don't miss every second."

Holy text: Miracles!

Turning a situation that is absolutely unfavorable to oneself into a situation that is beneficial to oneself, and reversing the most dangerous predicament, can be called a 'miracle'!

All damage to the body can be converted into its own strength in turn. The greater the damage suffered, the strength will increase proportionally. The only disadvantage is that it cannot recover the damage it has received, but unfortunately he has speed regeneration.

It's just a matter of breathing, and the horrific injuries have already healed at a super speed.

At the same time, Lord's body swelled against the wind, breaking through dozens of meters like an ancient giant, and with a light wave of his hand, the surging spiritual pressure was like a mountain roaring tsunami, and a terrifying storm erupted tidal!

Bang——

Unozhihua Yaqianliu had no ability to resist, so she was sent flying by this slap.

"Let's change the place!" Lord said lightly, "It's not good to destroy the palace that was finally built~IndoMTL.com~ With an order, the scenery in all directions changed, and I returned to the Infernal Hell.

The huge storm tide engulfed Unohana Yachiryu, and flew backwards like a meteor for about several thousand meters. Her delicate body crashed into a mountain peak, leaving a terrifying blood stain along the way.

"It's too late to admit defeat."

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

"Give up? No...too early."

Unozhihua Baqianliu was bathed in fresh blood, most of her clothes were shattered, revealing her seductive shiny skin. You can't make me happy, don't you know that?"

"I know..."

Lord smiled meaningfully, and said, "Don't cry, sister Hua."

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