The Swordsman of the Grim Reaper

Chapter 248 1 of you have been surrounded by the three of us
Daxue is from the [-]th district of Xiliuhun Street. I don't know what his original name was, but he just regarded the name of the district as his own.

In the entire [-]th District, there are countless people named Daxue, and they fight each other, some for survival, some for fun.

He had a voice in his heart crying out.

It was very annoying, and I couldn't hear what it was. I only swung the knife again and again, drowning the sound with blood.

He originally thought that his whole life would be spent in such a fight, either he would win or he would burn out like weeds in the fire.

The days become different on a certain day, and the specific month has been forgotten, and he never remembers the number of days.

It's the same every day anyway.

It's just that that day was different, everyone was suddenly able to go to a more advanced area, so the scope of the fight expanded.

He also moved on.

What's ahead?

Not sure.

Everyone has gone, so in order to find the opponent to fight, he can only follow.

When he reached Area 63, he stopped, not because of the environment and food here, but simply because he met a little girl.

It's a strange feeling. In Outer Soul Street, this kind of child is the first to die.

But that woman died under someone else's knife to protect the little girl.

The incomprehensible behavior made people want to understand. He had already killed that person and saved the little girl when he came back to his senses.

For the next thirteen days, the little girl lived with him, and the restless voice stopped calling.

Why is this?

While he was puzzled, he heard the news that the God of Death was going to regain the lost ground, and he also heard the news that someone had called an alliance against the God of Death.

The voice in Daxue's heart was calling again, he ignored Ying's persuasion and embarked on a journey.

Outflowing Soul Street does not allow a child as young as Ying to live.

Only in the front area, the kid can survive, then he has to fight.

This walk is four days.

Daxue was surprised to find that whether it was the day when he met Ying or when he left Ying, he still remembered it clearly, and it didn't matter if it wasn't the same as before.

This is another thing that confuses him.

After receiving the news of departure, this doubt was suppressed. Daxue did not shout excitedly with the crowd, but held the knife silently.

The sky outside is very blue.

The gray-brown rocky terrain stretches to the horizon, a bit like the Eighties.

Three figures stood there.

It's so far away that ordinary people can't see clearly, only some sharp-eyed people can see who it is.

"That kind of costume is the captain." "There are three captains of Death God." "It came so fast."

The excitement of the crowd faded away slowly, and the dead silence shrouded the area again.

Daxue squinted hard, but still couldn't see clearly what the strongest combat power of Seireitei looked like.

"What are you still doing in a daze, the enemy is right ahead, kill them for me!"

The order fell from an invisible height, and the dead crowd suddenly became boiling, like a bowl of oil poured into boiling water.

"Ho Ho Ho!" Everyone yelled like a beast, rushing down like a pack of wolves.

Daxue was not timid. From the moment he got here, he was ready to swing his sword at death.

The dense formation spread out in an open place. They are all veterans who are good at fighting. They understand that people are crowded together, but it is not suitable for them to play.

Especially in this kind of terrain, spreading out can maximize the advantages of the large number of people.

"Swallow solution, the black rope scourges King Ming!"

A roar came from afar.

Under Daxue's astonished gaze, the rock trembled, and the huge armored warrior stood up, with two horns attached to the helmet, and a bright red scarf covering his face.

"What's that thing?" "It's so big!" "Is there such a powerful guy as Shinigami Shikai?" "Scatter! Spread!"

There were shouts and shouts one after another, and Daxue wanted to detour.

The black-armored warrior took a step forward and slashed down with the steel knife. The screaming sonic boom overwhelmed everyone's shouts and shook the eardrums.

The strong wind pressure turned into a mountain and pressed down hard.

Daxue wanted to move, but couldn't. He watched helplessly as the sky was torn apart by the steel knife.

Rumble.

Hundreds of people were turned into flesh in an instant, and thousands of people were blown up by the strong wind of the steel knife, flying in the air like weeds.

The rocks on the ground were shattered into dust under the powerful force, and they were thrown high into the sky.

This is the power of Black Rope Heavenly Scourge King Ming. One-on-one may not have an advantage, but it is definitely a big killer against the army.

"Sting all enemies, Sparrow Bee!"

The broken bee started to unravel, and in a flash, it seemed to be divided into three parts, and the bee needles were pointed at the three people who attacked from different directions.

Silently, the bodies of the three turned into black butterflies and dissipated.

"Shiraishi, leave this to me and Captain Komamura, you go and catch Mako Hirako, don't let this chance go."

She yelled.

There are too many enemies, and many of them are capable of being the chief executives of the Gotei Thirteenth Squad.

She must keep Komamura Zuojin safe.

After all, the black rope Tianzhu Mingwang is too heavy, and the enemy adopts a scattered strategy, no one guards, and the Komamura Zuozhen is definitely scarred.

"Ah."

Baishi pressed the handle of the knife with his hand, kicked his foot, and he rushed forward quickly, without using the stepping forward cut, just galloping on the rocky ground at high speed.

Stand straight and face the group head-on.

Seen from a distance, they are black spots that don't seem to be very big. From a close distance, some people are much taller than him, with hideous faces.

Facing the attacking captain, they were not timid at all, and swung their knives directly.

Baishi's figure was blurred, and he used the forward cut to pass through them, so there was no need to entangle with the miscellaneous soldiers.

Taking the head of a general among ten thousand armies, this kind of emotional thing, I have had the same dream since I was a teenager when I watched the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

The noise and roar in the ear, the dense crowd, and the killing intent everywhere.

Let Shiraishi forget the cruelty of war, and be intoxicated with the blood feeling of soaring hormones.

After rushing out of the army, the silent mountain road was quickly swept away. He jumped up high, drew his sword, tens of thousands of spiritual pressure erupted instantly, causing a brief silence on the battlefield.

Steel flash.

Bai Shi slashed down fiercely.

Hirako Mako reacted very quickly, pulled out the Zanpakuto from her waist, and swung it upwards.

Boom!

When two different tyrannical spiritual pressures collided, the surrounding rocks were roasted by tens of millions of degrees Celsius, and instantly turned into crispy ashes.

Mako Hirako landed directly at the bottom of the cave, with the corners of her mouth raised, outlining a villainous smile, "Oh, you really are a murderous junior, kid Shiraishi."

The blades intertwined, Baishi pushed back, and said with a smile: "It's surprising, you actually know my name."

"Of course, how could I not know the well-known up-and-comer of Seireitei, the criminal who was once wanted under the name of Haifeng Jianhao."

Hirako Mako also replied with a smile, his tone was a bit mocking, it wasn't his intention, he was born with the tone of a villain.

The blood in Baishi's heart subsided with the knife, and he said slowly: "If you are willing to tell me why you came, I can let you live, how about it?"

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