Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto

Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto Chapter 886

What a terrifying storm...

There was a bit of bitterness on the corners of the man's lips, the light in his eyes was dim and dim, and his whole body was eroded by severe pain, one after another was deep in the bones, The terrifying wounds of the flesh and blood were randomly intertwined, all over the broken body.

Now he is in rags, like a beggar on the side of the road. The torn clothes have turned into strips of cloth, and only a few are left hanging on his body.

The amount of blood that is horrible to see can't be described as an exaggeration of blood flow, even if someone sees this scene, they will exclaim in amazement, such a terrifying injury, they can even gasp for breath.

But even so.

Under such a terrifying storm, the man still held his head high and stood proudly in the midair, like a sharp sword it would rather break but cannot be bend, exuding even more amazing The fighting intent was not affected by the injury at all.

Stubborn behavior like this will make him consume more, obviously unnecessary, energy that can be saved.

But...he's still holding on.

Perhaps because of the so-called stubbornness, or simply not wanting to admit defeat, but more than that, it is to repay the enemy in front of him.

He... no, it should be.

Even though the body was manipulated after death and reduced to a Beast who only knew how to kill, it still showed the lofty fighting spirit of a proud warrior.

The consciousness has obviously dissipated...

But the instinct imprinted in the bones, driving this experienced body, still hasn't forgotten the thousand hammers, The skill of hundred refinements is admirable for that alone.

It even made him want to see how amazing he was before his death. Presumably, he should also be a warrior who is the best in the world and has an unparalleled bearing.

The more so, the sadder he is.

For a great warrior like this, the corpse should not be defiled after death and become a tool for others to kill, its return should be slumber.

"Come on, the second round."

The man slowly put out a breath, the injury healed at a visible speed: "You are a great warrior, in return.. ....I will show the utmost respect and kill you!"

"Roar......"

The primarch let out a low growl, pitch black In his black eyes,

the crazy Blink is fierce and violent, and the violent breath skyrockets, as if from the ominous beast of the wild, releasing heart-pounding pressure.

The man watched him calmly.

A voice that seemed to be absent, full of exhaustion and vicissitudes, suddenly rang in his ears.

"Thank you..."

Boom! ! !

Before the injury was completely healed, the man stepped out directly, the whole person disappeared in place in an instant, and appeared in front of the primarch in the next second. The interval of several hundred meters seemed to be erased directly.

But the primarch's reaction was simply amazing, as if he had expected it, decisively wielding the golden sword, slashing the head of the person who came.

The man's eyes were sharp, his five fingers gripped in the sky, and the sword condensed by spirit particles appeared instantly, drawing a stream of light from bottom to top.

Boom——

The swords collided, making a sonorous sound, and the sound wave shook the sky, passing by with a single touch, wiping out countless sparks.

But in the next second, a more terrifying sword energy storm completely enveloped this area.

For a moment.

The two have already fought thousands of times, and the speed of naked eye is completely unattainable.

You can only see the constantly cracking void and the roaring sword energy, tearing apart the trembling sky, leaving a gap after another.

Just the blast of air as it moves is enough to smash a mountain into pieces.

The sharp sword energy breaks through the sky, completely smashes the clouds, and the milk-white moonlight scatters along the way, reflecting two rays of light, one black one white, entangled with each other, almost crazy collision .

glint and flash of swords, staggered collisions.

Ding Dang! !

The destructive wind howls, the sound of dense metal collision, like New Year's firecrackers, the dazzling radiance bursts out, like Fire Tree Silver Flower in full bloom, reflected in the night sky, Like day and night.

Very strong...very strong!

After a short fight, the man added dozens of new wounds, each of which was deeply visible to the bone, and the rolled flesh was blurred, and it looked even terrifying.

However, such an injury is not fatal to him. As long as the brain and heart are not destroyed, the recovery is only a few breaths.

What really troubled him was the power armor of the 'corpse' in front of him.

In terms of swordsmanship, both of them are made by Peak, almost on par, but they are wearing power armor. Besides, simply can't break the defense.

Actually, that's not entirely true.

It's not that he can't break the defense, but this guy's intuition is quite sharp. Whenever he perceives danger, he will strengthen the position of the armor's surface, release more black energy, and forcibly offset the dangerous attack.

The more they fight, the more frightened the man is.

This guy is already dead, I don't know how many youngsters, but he can still maintain such a fighting instinct. What a powerful warrior he was!

zheng!

The swords meet again.

The man knew that his strength was not as good as the opponent's, he turned his wrist and swung away the sword, his left hand that was always free suddenly stuck out, the azure flame was condensed on his fingertips, and it crossed the armor of the original body.

"Sprenger!"

hearing this, the primarch slightly startled, looked down towards his chest, a pentagram was printed on the dark power armor.

"Exploding!!!"

The man's eyes were cold.

Sprenger is Quincy Advanced Formation. It needs to be arranged with concentrated spirit particles, which can cause a large number of spirit particles to explode. According to the concentration and quantity of injected spirit particles, the power can be increased almost endlessly.

And this time, he injected super high concentration of spirit particles, the azure flames in the burning state, and its power was so huge that even he had never tried it himself.

The Sprenger gleams, bursting with turbulent bursts of spiritual power, emitting a destructive aura.

The primarch's pupils shrank suddenly, seemingly aware of the danger, but before he could do anything, he saw a huge beam of light covering him!

Boom! ! !

Just listen to the sky-shattering roar, erupting directly above the Alps vein.

The ultra-high concentration of spirit particles is burning violently, the azure flame is roaring like a giant dragon, carrying the terrifying scorching high temperature, directly swallowing the original body, a huge mushroom cloud rises in the night sky .

The huge dazzling rays of light can be clearly seen even from hundreds of kilometers away, and can even feel the violent tremor of the earth.

The temperature in the vicinity of the entire Alps vein rose by dozens of degrees in an instant under the explosion of the azure flames. The top of the mountain seemed to be erased by an invisible hand, leaving only neat and smooth sections.

In the area centered on the two of them, all the air is squeezed and repelled out, forming a near-vacuum area.

After the initial explosion is over.

hu hu Hu!!!

The air from all directions is pouring in frantically, one after another thick airflow rolls up countless smoke and dust, accompanied by surging azure flames, Across the night of Eternity, there seem to be thousands of giant dragons awakened from ancient times, making deafening sounds one after another, echoing around the entire mountain range.

"roar!"

A furious roar shattered the smoke and dust, the ferocious silhouette smashed the air turbulence, and charged again with a golden sword.

And on the dark power armor, there is still no sign of damage, as if it had suffered an explosion like the one just now, it was just a scratch for it.

"Sure enough..."

The man pulled a smile, didn't seem surprised, just raised his hand silently, a silver white gun , I don't know when I have already held it in my hand: "If you can even block this blow, then I really admire you."

Click!

The knuckles pull the trigger.

A azure light was lost, shot from the muzzle, unremarkable and nothing special, even the primarch didn't care.

The primarch slammed into the light arrow, but just before the hit, his instinct seemed to sense the danger, forcibly twisting his body in midair, causing the light that was supposed to be aimed at the head to lose, slightly. Deviated by ten centimeters.

Boom!

The entire black shoulder armor was shattered, leaving a hole the size of a fist.

And the azure light arrow was not hindered at all, and after penetrating his shoulder, it disappeared into the distant hill.

"In the end, it's still the best."

Watching his own record, the man couldn't help grinning: "Two points and one line, X-Axis."

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