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The captain, who has always been informal, didn't care about his injury at all. Instead, he slowly untied the wine gourd from his body, smiled and handed it to Naraku Uehara behind him: "Would you like... have a drink first?"

"..."

Naraku Uehara was silent for a moment, kicked Jingle Shunsui in front of him to the ground, shook his head expressionlessly and said, "Sorry, my education doesn't allow me to drink..."

"That's really a pity..."

Jingle Chunshui turned over and lay on the ground. After shaking his head and sighing, he grabbed the Zanpakuto in his hand and murmured: "The last pot of wine is here... Hua Tiankuanggu... Heisong's heart!"

A dark scene appeared on the entire battlefield!

A powerful spiritual pressure appeared around Jingle Shunsui and Uehara Naraku, the environment around them gradually turned into a dim theater, and Huatian Kuanggu Zhanpakudao also turned into a few pine trees that looked like theater decorations!

Accompanied by the appearance of this dark theater, Uehara Naraku's chest and abdomen suddenly had a wound that was the same as Jingle Shunsui, and blood was scattered out in an instant!

Huatian Kuanggu's swastika...

It's a kind of ability that goes all the way!

"Hesitant Trauma Sharing..."

Jingle Shunsui looked at Uehara Naraku, whose face was still calm, and lightly smiled and stroked his wound, explaining: "All the damage I received before I activated the swastika will be fed back to Your Excellency..."

"Is that so?"

Naraku Uehara didn't even frown, he shook his head slowly and said, "Have you not thought about it before using this trick? An ant can only bear the damage of one finger..."

Naraku Uehara took a calm look at the gradually healing wound on his chest and abdomen, and his eyes fell on the stunned Jingle Harunui, and continued calmly: "And the injury of this finger fell on the elephant, but even for it Can't stop itching..."

"..."

Jingle Shunsui's expression finally changed.

If this is the case, this swastika is meaningless at all!

No matter how many serious injuries he received, Uehara Naraku's body was only a minor injury that could heal at any time!

I thought it was the same...

I didn't expect it to be just a child's farce!

"Perhaps I should praise it, quite an interesting ability."

Uehara Naraku held up the broad Zanpakutao in his hand, and slashed into Huatian Kuanggu's 卍解库 space with one slash, and the sun fell on him again!

on the battlefield.

Everyone saw this scene.

Uehara Naraku, who was like a god, held that broad Zanpakutō, pulled it upside down and chopped off the Huatiankuanggu in Jingle Harunai's hands!

“Desserts were delicious.”

Uehara Naraku glanced at the other Death Captains, and a ball of white light appeared on his fingertips. This white ball of light split in an instant, piercing through the bodies of other Death Captains like sharp arrows!

"I have seen a very interesting Zanpakuto just now, so naturally I won't have any special interest in your scrap copper..."

"asshole……"

Suifeng, the captain of the second division, clutched her wound and clenched her teeth in hatred. She had never experienced such humiliation before!

It's just that whether it's Broken Bee or the other captains who haven't made a move yet, they can only hold their bleeding wounds and slowly fall to the ground...

"The next thing is dinner."

Uehara Naraku turned around slowly, looked at Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekuni and Aizen Soyousuke, and the wide and unpretentious Zanpakutō in his hand slowly dissipated.

"Two..."

Uehara Naraku looked at the two strongest enemies, stretched his palms into the void again, and continued to ask: "Who will come first? Or...to go together?"

This sentence is a bit too humiliating to others.

Whether it is Yamamoto Shigekuni or Aizen Soyousuke, they can be said to be able to destroy this piece of soul king's palace by themselves, but Uehara Naraku's attitude towards them seems to be the same as that of ordinary death captains... …

"This old man wants to say the same..."

The Flowing Blade Ruohuo Zanpakutō in Shigekuni Yamamoto's hand slowly changed its appearance, and the spiritual pressure on his body almost multiplied exponentially. The flame on the sharp blade was like a flame, and the flame on the blade slowly disappeared and was contained in the blade!

this moment……

Shigekuni Yamamoto completely liberated his Zanpakuto!

The strongest fire-type Zanpakuto is released, and the remnant fire sword in the swastika form after thousands of years is finally reappearing!

Although the flame on the sword body gradually restrained itself, the scorching heat on that Zanpakutō could not even bear the air around it, and waves of heat gradually emerged...

"Now……"

Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekuni narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Aizen Soyousuke and Uehara Naraku, the old man's voice calmly fell into their ears: "Who will come first...or...together Woolen cloth?"

"interesting."

Aizen Soyousuke grasped the Kyoka Suigetsu next to him, and slowly put the Zanpakuto in front of him, an illusory figure appeared from the Kyoka Suigetsu Zanpakuto and landed on Aizen Soyou Jie's side!

This is……

The swastika of the flower in the mirror and the moon in the water, the mirror image of the water and the moon!

The mirror image of Aizen Soyousuke and the main body were each holding a Zanpakuto, and the gentle voices fell into the ears of Uehara Naraku and Yamamoto Shigekuni at the same time: "Now there is no need to deliberately choose each other's opponents... , let's go together!"

On pretense...

Who wouldn't!

Uehara Naraku, Yamamoto Shigekuni, Aizen Soyousuke clicked a like.

One more!

It must be past twelve o'clock!

Damn, write hi!

Orgasms are so easy to write hi!

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Naraku Uehara.

Aizen Sousuke.

Yamamoto Genyanagi was heavy country.

For those who can be said to be invincible, it is their pride to be strong that they will never give up, even on this battlefield that can be called the final place.

Even if two of them are behind it.

"It's really a troublesome ability..."

Uehara Naraku glanced at Aizen Soyousuke's body and mirror image, then at Shigekuni Yamamoto, shook his head slightly and sighed: "Captain Aizen, Captain Yamamoto, at this time, they are facing two powerful enemies at the same time. , is not a rational decision for you..."

This sentence……

Uehara Naraku always makes people feel weird...

Damn... Isn't this guy the one who said it first?

"If you have to do this..."

Uehara Naraku's hands stretched out into the void at the same time, and each of his hands drew out a Zanpakutō, and the sharpness of each Zanpakutō made people couldn't help but retreat!

A Zanpakuto looks like a samurai sword...

The other Zanpakuto looks like a long sword...

Knife and sword!

Uehara Naraku slowly raised the knife and sword in his hand, folded them together and crossed them in front of him, and then suddenly slashed down the two sharp blades, and a string of electric sparks was thrown out from the metal-iron strike!

That Zanpakuto that looks like a samurai sword, Aizen Soyousuke has seen it before, it is the mirage water type Zanpakuto that can turn any attack into an illusion...

The name of another Zanpakutō that looks like a long sword...

"Mirage, autumn waters forever."

Uehara Naraku introduced the name of his Zanpakutō without hesitation, and he did not hesitate to love these two Zanpakutō: "I hope...the two of you will not let them down...After all, they rarely appear on the stage... ..."

As for the ability of Qiushuichangtian Zanpakuto, Naraku Uehara did not introduce it, or there is no need to introduce this Zanpakuto at all!

Whenever they confront each other...

Whether it is Aizen Soyousuke or Yamamoto Shigekuni's instinctive reading of fighting, they will soon know the ability of this Zanpakutō!

"Then...let's start! Swastika!"

Uehara Naraku slammed the two Zanpakutō violently!

Compared with those so-called chanting liberation, Uehara Naraku used these two Zanpakutō quite roughly, just shaking them a little bit directly puts them into the swastika state!

A spray of water appeared on the Qiushui Changtian Zhanpakutao, turning into a trickle and circling on the edge of the blade, circling continuously around the edge of the blade!

A white cloud floated on the Mirage Zanpakuto, and the white cloud gradually dissipated, covering the blade like a mist!

"..."

Aizen Soyousuke's eyes flickered slightly.

The next moment, the mirror image of Aizen Soyousuke separated from the main body in an instant, and rushed towards Naraku Uehara and Shigekuni Yamamoto respectively. The Kyoka Suigetsu Zanpakuto in their hands flashed a sharp edge in the sun!

"The dying day... prison clothes."

Shigekuni Yamamoto slightly opened his eyes.

A spiritual pressure turned into a raging flame and came out of his body out of thin air, covering his body with a coat of flames, making his whole body dazzling and scorching like a huge high-temperature fireball!

As for Aizen Soyousuke, who had just rushed to Shigekuni Yamamoto, the moment he saw this scene, he had to stop his footsteps, and a solemn look flashed across his face!

Shigekuni Yamamoto in swastika form!

It's almost like a different person!

At this moment, Shigekuni Yamamoto seemed to have become the strongest god of death who suppressed everything a thousand years ago, named 'Sword Demon'!