Bleach: The Self-Disciplined Captain of Seireitei

Cracks opened up on his cheeks, but his scarlet eyes remained indifferent, without any emotion.

Only the violent spiritual pressure lingering around gradually stirred up endless wind.

Eight generations of swords, eight swords, two moles in the city.

Su Feng's expression was solemn as he stared at the figure in front of him intently, and his external spiritual pressure was already locked onto the front.

I thought that Mayuri Kurotsuchi and Seinosuke Yamada's research and development speed was fast enough, but unexpectedly it was obviously faster.

"What bad luck!"

A seductive and graceful figure floated out from the white light on Zaraki Fuuya's body, with two arms wrapped around her neck and gently closed.

"The guy with the word 'sword' in his name can no longer control the power of the Great Hollow in his soul."

In the seemingly light tone, there was inexplicably a sense of heaviness that could not be erased.

"In order not to affect my condition, he suppressed all of his great hollow spiritual pressure deep in his soul."

"Interesting little brother, I'll leave it to you this time."

"We must, we must, we must wake this guy up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Lu Zhe Liu loosened his arms and merged into the body of Zaraki Fuuya again.

Obviously, in the virtual state, she was inevitably affected.

Even Zanjo Shuang tried his best to avoid this situation.

"This guy……"

Because she was in spirit form, Soi-Fong was unable to detect the presence of Yu Lu Zhe Liu, but she could still clearly sense the strong threat coming from the other party.

Even though Zaraki Shuang did not release all of his spiritual pressure, it still made people feel suffocated.

"Sting and kill all enemies, sparrow bee."

A faint light appeared, and Soi-Fong took off her captain's haori, revealing a backless, neck-wrapped Shinigami uniform. White air currents immediately exploded on her shoulders and back, and her powerful spiritual pressure increased several times in an instant.

Initial release + instant laughter.

When facing the hollowed-out Zaraki Souya, Soi Fong immediately entered her strongest state.

Because of Sufeng's training, her proficiency in instant coaxing has skyrocketed and she has made rapid progress. It is somewhat inappropriate to regard her as the weakest captain now.

It’s a pity that there is still an unbridgeable gap between him and the real veteran captain.

As if aware of the danger, a bright light suddenly appeared in Zaraki Fuuya's pupils, and spiritual pressure surged.

In an instant, the white sand all around rolled up and formed countless huge, twisting whirlpools. One after another, bodies made of sand rose from them, and their facial features gradually became clear.

After seeing the appearance of these sand people clearly, Shattered Bee's body trembled again and again, and even her speech became halting:

"Su, Sufeng, why do these sand people have faces like yours?"

Sufeng was depressed, he also wanted to know the answer to this question.

Could it be that this guy, Zaraki Fuuya, has his mind full of impressions of me, and then he created a sand man of the same image out of instinct?

Thinking of this, Sufeng took a deep breath, and his spiritual pressure suddenly surged up like a raging tide. In an instant, the majestic power pressed down and instantly enveloped the entire Gobi rock formation.

Taboo thoughts are not advisable, and it is imperative to stop Zaraki Fuuya's dangerous thoughts as soon as possible.

Soi-Fong was eager to try and was looking forward to the battle where she could knock out a sand man with a single punch.

However, the next scene refreshed her three views once again.

The Sand People had indifferent expressions, their mouths opened and closed, and the overlapping sounds turned into endless waves, echoing in the sky:

"Scattered animal bones, spires, red crystals, and steel wheels."

"Truth and moderation, the wall of dreams without guilt..."

"Destroy yourself, Rondanini's black dog..."

"The Lord, the mask of flesh and blood, the myriad things, the thing that flutters its wings and flies high, the thing that bears the name of man!"

"The twin lotuses chisel the blue fire wall, while the distant sky quietly awaits the abyss of the great fire..."

Although the ghost spells chanted by the sand people were different, they were intertwined and reflected each other under the control of the same rhythm, forming a strange chorus.

The spiritual pressure around them continued to rise, and materialized light visible to the naked eye bloomed on the bodies of the sand people, like gorgeous flowers.

"Read it once, burn it, and hang yourself..."

"Dirty waves, crazy boat; boiling! numb! flickering! sleepless; the princess of steel also rusts..."

"The end of a thousand hands, the hand that cannot reach the darkness, the archer in the sky that cannot be reflected..."

"The glow of iron is so bright and silent..."

Complex ghost spells continued to pile up, and the pressure surrounding them became heavier, as if the air had become sticky.

Looking at this familiar scene, Jiunan Nicole instinctively shrank behind Sufeng and trembled.

"Oh no, oh no, it's the same trick again!"

"Back then, this guy blew up the entire Technology Development Bureau!"

The ghostly lights piled up, scorching hot like miniature suns. The temperature on the Gobi Desert gradually rose, and a strong breath of despair overwhelmed them.

The spells piled up, turning into continuous loud noises that gradually drowned out the surroundings.

Soi Fong's expression also became a little ugly. If she was fighting alone, she would not be afraid of any enemy.

But unfortunately, the opponent in front of her is the one she is least good at dealing with.

At this moment, a vague chanting voice sounded in Soi-Fong's ears.

"The bones of beasts are scattered all over the place, the spires, the red crystals, the wheels of steel, when they move they are like the wind, when they stop they are like nothing, the sound of the long spears hitting each other fills the empty city!"

Brilliant golden light bloomed at Sufeng's fingertips, and thunder with infinite power continued to condense and compress, as if there was no limit.

"The King! The mask of flesh and blood, the myriad phenomena, the one who spreads his wings and flies high, the one who bears the name of man! The wall of blue fire is engraved with twin lotuses, and the distant sky awaits the abyss of fire!"

The azure blue flames fluttered as lightly as a gauze, rippling in front of him and expanding like ripples towards the sky.

He did not stop chanting the ghost spell, but instead made the ethereal voice more solid.

"The turbid emblems faintly reveal the unruly and arrogant talents; the tide, denial, paralysis, and moment hinder the eternal sleep."

"The crawling iron princess, the clay doll that keeps hurting itself, combines, rebounds, and stretches to the ground. Know your own powerlessness!"

Darkness fell, and the air around became extremely heavy in an instant. A visible spiritual storm spread out in all directions, and terrifying pressure lines surged onto the Gobi Desert.

The pitch-black coffin, surrounded by golden and azure colors, transformed into countless huge and indestructible iron walls, descending from the sky with a loud bang.

Sufeng stood in place, staring at the figure of Zaraki Fuuya with indifferent eyes. There was a glow surging around him, as if he was a god standing above the sky.

"Breaking Path No. 63: Thunder Roar Cannon!"

"Broken Dao No. 73: Double Lotus Blue Fire Pendant!"

"The Ninety of the Broken Dao: Black Coffin!"

As soon as the words fell, endless light burst out brilliantly, darkness came crashing down, shaking the atmosphere with a whistling sound.

The fully chanted Triple High-Level Broken Dao transformed into a simple and huge pillar of light that instantly swallowed up the front and submerged everything with unparalleled force.

The sand people also completed the chanting of the ghost spell, and countless complex and intertwined waves of spiritual pressure suddenly expanded. The flow of spirit particles burst out violently and surged wantonly, raging forward like an endless wave, and everything was melted into nothingness wherever it passed.

Boom! !

The two collided, and the violent spirit particles stirred up a scorching high temperature, which instantly turned into an incomparably huge column of light that rushed straight into the clouds. The extreme light and heat turned into rolling air waves, sweeping in all directions, destroying everything in sight like a rotten wood.

The desert melted, the Gobi collapsed, the ground sank, and a scorching sun rose slowly in the column of light. The clouds in the sky shattered and turned into countless tiny air currents that spread across the dome and obscured the crescent moon.

The black iron wall stood firm in the middle. Under the impact of the spirit storm, the space twisted wildly. Dark lines emerged, swallowing up the light that covered it.

The aftermath was so strong that it almost engulfed Sufeng and the others.

"The 81st Way of Binding: Cutting the Void."

Starting with a high-position binding technique, a transparent barrier descended from the sky, standing in front of him in an indestructible manner.

The heat wave was rolling, but Su Feng stood in front of it calmly, unmoved.

Soi-Fong looked ahead with a dull expression, a hint of confusion in the depths of her pupils.

It was not until this moment that she realized that the gap in strength between them was like an insurmountable chasm, and there was no possibility of bridging it.

Looking at the figure in front of me, for some reason, a feeling of trust and reliability quietly took root in my heart.

Su Feng pried open the fingers that were tightly grasping his feather ornament, and the moment the aftermath subsided, he dispersed the Binding Dao Duan Kong.

"Stay with Shatterfly."

He threw down a sentence and disappeared in an instant.

The speed of his instant step was so fast that even Soi-Fong couldn't fully catch his movement trajectory.

The dust was surging and rolling like the sea tide, with no end.

Relying solely on his own instincts, Zaraki Shuang condensed countless sand human bodies to replace the artificial corpse.

The changes that virtualization brought to him were still extremely terrifying.

Sufeng passed through the dust and appeared in front of Zaraki Fuuya very abruptly.

Faced with the sudden appearance of the enemy, the red light in Zaraki Souya's eyes suddenly became brighter, and his spirit particles condensed into a slender blade, which was tightly held in his palm.

"Kido is fine, but you use this method to resist me."

Su Feng grinned, looking a little cruel, "You look down on me a little bit!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Lingzi blade slashed towards Sufeng with great swiftness.

However, Sufeng was faster than him. He stretched out his right hand with five fingers spread out, instantly covering the neat and smooth bone mask.

Before Lingzi's blade could fall, a tremendous force came, and his five fingers closed together, throwing Zaraki Shuang into the sand.

boom!

The white sand was stirred up, the ground collapsed, and a huge deep pit with a diameter of several meters was formed in an instant. Both people were buried under the white sand.

Sufeng held Zhicheng Shuangye's head in the air, exerting force with his five fingers.

Click, click!

A cracking sound came from between his fingers, and white bone fragments continued to scatter among the white sand.

True physical Arrancar.

Spirit particle patterns flowed out from Sufeng's fingertips, turning into gorgeous lines like the tracks of stars, crisscrossing each other, and finally forming complex ghost spells that fell on the cheek of Zaraki Fuuya.

This is a targeted method of binding developed by Seinosuke Yamada based on the Urakaido, which can be used to suppress the spiritual pressure of the Hollow Shinigami.

Immediately, the spiritual pressure belonging to the Hollow collapsed at a very fast speed and disappeared in his body in an instant.

The virtual crisis is resolved.

Zaraki Shuang also gradually regained consciousness, the pain from the bruises all over his body made him frown deeply, almost grimacing, unable to maintain his previous calm and natural state.

"Is it finally becoming empty?"

The memories of the previous battle kept emerging in his mind, until he recalled Sufeng slapping him into the sand. Even though Zaraki Shuang was emotionally stable, he couldn't help but twitch his eyes.

Too violent...

Chapter 220 A True Crush

As a way for the God of Death to become stronger, the risks and benefits of becoming a god of death are almost proportional.

Of course, due to the regulations issued by the Forty-Sixth Chamber and the inherent concepts of the God of Death, ordinary God of Death has always been afraid of the Void.

People like the Masked Army were directly ordered by the Forty-Sixth Chamber to be treated as Great Hollows and rendered harmless after being confirmed to have been transformed into Hollows.

If it wasn't for Shifengyuan Yoruichi coming to the rescue.

At least a few more souls were added to the Hill of Double Death, and the power of Hell was further expanded.

Although considering their strength, this expansion is of little use.

But there is no doubt that Hollowification is the most conservative way to become stronger besides conventional methods such as Reiatsu Bankai.

If it is not conditional.