Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 692: Don’t guess the woman’s mind

Infinite Hell becomes gray.

As the extremely thin sword light passed, the entire space seemed to be cut off.

The surrounding void is like a broken three-dimensional mirror, falling from the sky like raindrops, and every fragment of the void shattered is refracted like a lens. There are multiple distorted things and scenes. A different kind of broken beauty.

The cyan airflow slowly rises, and the gray dust slowly descends.

It looks like a scene of the beginning of chaos, the rising and falling of the clear and muddy air reshapes the world, and then everything is born.

Lord dressed in white clothes, not stained with dust, standing in the center of the broken and twisted void, the blade in his hand turned into a spiritual child and disappeared, condensing the spiritual pressure and power released from the whole body, as if nothing had happened.

After a while, he took a step forward and slowly walked towards the Uchioka Yachiliu.

Uozhihua Yachiryu lay peacefully on the ground, her black hair scattered wantonly, and all returned to the original state. The blades with amazing curvature like a waning moon are covered with dense cracks, as if It will shatter at any time.

Once the Zanpaku Knife is damaged in the state of swastika, it will never be able to be completely repaired.

Unless the sword **** himself takes the shot, even if Nirvana is allowed to take the shot, it can only be reformed rather than repaired.

Fortunately, all the Zanpaku knives of Uozhihua Yachiryu are exhausted, and it was not damaged during the 卍捍, but if it is damaged to such a degree, it will take a long time to completely repair it.

Compared with the damage suffered by Zanpakuto, Uozhihua's injuries are even more terrifying.

In order to forcibly take Lord's sword pose, her left half of her body was almost in a state of destruction. If ordinary people were injured by this kind of injury, she would have been killed on the spot. The residual effect is nothing more than.

But if things go on for a long time, Yaozhihua Yaqianliu will undoubtedly die.

That sword is not just a move, but it contains a kind of extremely overbearing sword intent. It is extremely sharp that can even cut off the space. If you put the flower on it, it will not be able to heal that kind of injury. .

"I... lost..."

Mao Zhihua seems to be muttering to herself, with one arm covering her face, making her expression invisible.

But even so, Lord saw the tears falling from the corner of her eye.

"Unexpectedly...I was so incompetent." Uinohana Yachiryu bit her lip, trying to control her trembling voice: "True irony, I've been pursuing battle. , Actually in battle...can't let you use your full strength."

Lord was silent, straight men, like he knew, Mao Zhihua was just talking.

"Just seeing my sword skills, I can copy them perfectly, and even perform sword moves that exceed their original power." Uozhihua's lips were bitten, and a trace of blood filled her mouth: "Your talent is so powerful. , But because of my weakness... I restrain my instincts."

"For a swordsman, this is a great shame."

"Since you have surpassed me, naturally you should take my life and step on me to a higher level."

"You are wrong, Mao Zhihua."

Lord shook his head, took off his white Haori, and put it on the almost naked Uyoka.

"Could it be...isn't it?" Uozhihua Yachiryu raised his arm, her dark eyes filled with water vapor.

"I told you from the beginning, right."

Under the incomprehensible gaze of the woman, Lord said calmly: The thing I am after is not the strongest name. For me, fighting instinct or kendo is just a process and a means, not the final. Goal, so you don’t have to blame yourself. "

"What are you...what on earth are you pursuing?" Uzhihua Yaqianliu's body trembles slightly, and her eyes are a little confused and puzzled. She looks deeply at the man in front of him, as if he wants to Seeing his thoughts through: "Why is your sword swinging? Where is your path?"

"In the future...you will know."

Lord smiled, did not answer her question, raised his hand and gently covered Uozhihua’s forehead: "No matter who it is, he has his own pursuit of things, so I will not deny your way of living, but I I hope you can live well, and then use your eyes to find things that are truly worthy of your life, not for the empty and boring...the strongest."

"A person who is burdened with sins like me...what other way to survive?" Uinohana Yachiryu murmured: "Dying in battle is probably the best thing for me. It's over now."

"Um...then change it." Lord said with a smile: "From now on don't kill people, go save the lives of others."

"Save...people?"

Maozhihua Yaqianli was stunned, and immediately said silently: "Let a murderer save people, I really don't understand what you think."

"Hahaha, because it's fun."

Lord smiled playfully and said: "Besides, I really want to see how you save people. It must be more beautiful than now."

"Is it not beautiful enough for me to hold the sword in your eyes?" Uyoshika Yachiryu narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile.

"It's okay, it just feels too violent." Lord didn't notice the atmosphere at all, and he thought to himself: "But it's all a few thousand years old, so I watched with swords and guns all day long. It’s not so good. I guess no one would dare to marry you if this continues."

The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped a lot, and a cold mist formed in the air.

A black air that was so strong that it was visible to the naked eye was wrapped around Uozhihua Yaqianyu's face, and several green veins popped out of the corner of her eyes: "That... really... it's better Thank you for teaching a few thousand-year-old elders specially! Madam! Mother!"

"Uh...I didn't mean that!"

Lord finally realized that the atmosphere was not right, swallowed his saliva and waved his hand nervously, saying: "Look at how well your skin is maintained, it's soft, slippery and white, especially the body is great. Those who don’t come out are thousands of years old."

Tututu...

Uozhihua Yaqianliu's forehead burst with blue veins, and smiled and said: "Where do you put your hand?"

Lord froze for a moment, lowering his head and suddenly sweating.

It’s not good, patronizing talking and distracting, in order to heal Uozhihua Yaqianliu, his hand moved down unknowingly, and he touched the sacred twin peaks again. .

He can swear by his character, he definitely didn't mean it!

"Hey, Lord Spirit King."

Maozhihua Yaqianliu still smiles, and she squeezes her fists: "Grit your teeth, don't let go."

Bang——!

Unparalleled strength, crit pierces armor.

Lord screamed, with a fist mark in his eyes, flying out several hundred meters away.

Uinohana Yachiryu slowly got up, dressed in that obviously unfit Haori, a faint spring on her cheeks, staring at Lorde shamely: "If you dare to touch again next time, don't blame me Cut your hand!"

"It hurts, it hurts...you are so cruel to start!"

Lord held his dark eye sockets, and gasped in pain: "Besides, I didn't mean it. Besides, I didn't take any credit for healing you, but I got a punch for no reason."

"Huh."

Uinohana Yachiryu turned her head and tugged on the white Haori, covering the exposed white skin.

"Now that it has been resolved, let's go back together."

The black circle in Lord's eyes soon disappeared, and he smiled and got up to send out an invitation: "The captain of the fourth division, I just keep it for you, do you want to try it, and start again from now."

"Fourth Division..."

Mao Zhihua's eyes softened, and she chuckled: "Perhaps, it's a good choice."

"Then it is decided."

Seeing that she didn't refuse, Lord finally heaved a sigh of relief, and then smiled lightly: "From now on, you will be the captain of the fourth division."

Just as Lord was about to take her away, a hand stretched out from behind and quietly grabbed his sleeve.

"Huh?"

Lord looked back and saw Uzhihua lowered his head: "Any other things?"

"Um..."

Uinohana responded softly~IndoMTL.com~Holding her head down makes her look blind to her: "Since it’s a fresh start, why not give me a new name? Just say goodbye to the past. You What do you think?"

"Um..."

Lord groaned for a moment, and then smiled: "Then call you, Maozhihua... Lie, such as Huo Lie Lie, upright and steadfast."

"It's really a...a very suitable name for me."

Uo Zhihua slowly raised her head, showing a gentle smile: "Thank you, I will cherish this name."

The great wicked person unprecedented in the history of the corpse soul world, Yaozhihua Yaqianliu died in Hell.

At the same time.

The captain of the fourth division, Uozhihuareel, who is responsible for saving lives and knows well in response, is reborn in Hell.

　　

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