Bleach: The Self-Disciplined Captain of Seireitei

Boom! !

The blurry shadow had no intention of dodging and took Sufeng's attack head-on, and the slender blade in its hand chopped down without hesitation.

Wherever the blade passed, the space cracked into dark cracks, as if it was a sign of the black cavity opening.

puff! !

The flesh was torn apart, and the hideous wound went all the way from Sufeng's shoulder blade to his abdominal cavity. The bone was visible, and his internal organs were throbbing in the blood.

The beast-like fighting style made the three people outside the barrier stunned and dry-mouthed.

Shinigami, Hollows, Arrancars, Quincies, Fullbringers, they have seen too many different types of fighting styles.

But this is the first time I have seen someone in such a posture.

Even the devil-like captain of the 11th Division, Kenpachi Zaraki, would not be so reckless.

A similar spiritual pressure burst out, like a blazing flame, and the air on all sides twisted, forming irregular patterns.

The wind and thunder sword was raised and fell down like a heavy hammer.

There was no trace of beheading at all, it was more like an instinctive outburst of fighting between wild beasts, with bloody mouths and sharp claws tearing everything in front of them apart.

The fist bones swung, and the golden and red interwoven lines flowed over the perfect body like surging magma, directly reaching the fists.

Instant roar, the ultimate secret of bones!

Without any warning and extremely abruptly, Sufeng launched his strongest attack at this stage.

Above the dome, a mighty and surging golden lightning column swept up with a violent and majestic wind, and an explosion resounded from the barrier. The materialized spiritual pressure above outlined a Shura-like hideous appearance, and instantly swallowed up the vague shadow in front.

Boom! !

Endless dust exploded in an instant, the earth with gullies wailed as if it could not bear the heavy burden, and the barrier battlefield that was as big as a city suddenly collapsed.

Gold, red, blue and purple intertwined and pressed against each other, the aftermath was surging and a magnificent force exploded, engulfing everything visible and invisible within sight.

The earth collapsed and disappeared, the No. 99 Binding Barrier collapsed, and countless spirit particle fragments were scattered in the impact, setting off layer after layer of spirit particle storms.

When the aftermath subsided, dust fell and blood was dripping. Sufeng, with a broken body, stood there, with nearly half of his body buried in charred black.

Unprecedented embarrassment!

The vague shadow that was supposed to be in front of him turned into countless spirit particles as the wind stirred, glowing with silver-white light, like vast stars, and all merged into Sufeng's body.

A new feeling arises in the soul.

Sufeng slowly closed his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a satisfied smile appeared.

It turns out that this is the correct way to open Lan Yin.

For a long time, Sufeng believed that sword Zen was the best way to communicate with Zanpakuto, and this was due to his experience in his previous life and the teachings of the Spiritual Art Institute and Yamamoto Genryusai.

But he overlooked a very crucial point.

That is, Ran Gin itself is different from ordinary Zanpakuto. The ultimate power of the wind and thunder makes it equivalent to two Ryujin Jakka or two Hyorinmaru.

It is not realistic to expect to master all the power of a being with extremely high upper limits through communication with swords and Zen.

Thinking of this, Sufeng began to try various new methods of communication.

The divine body developed by Urahara Kisuke is one of them.

Although this is a spiritual tool for learning Bankai, it only requires special modifications and can be used on Zanpakutō that has already mastered Bankai.

The effect is just as we have seen just now, very gratifying.

The soul had undergone a new level of change. Su Feng could clearly feel that the limit that restricted the growth of his spiritual pressure was like a bubble in the sun, with a snap -

Broken!

When Shifengyuan Yeyi saw Sufeng standing there without moving for a long time, his heart skipped a beat.

When she instantly arrived in front of Sufeng, she was shocked to find that the spiritual pressure, which was as terrifying as Yamamoto Genryusai's, was slowly disappearing.

It's not a contraction, but a disappearance as if being erased by an eraser.

"Hiss—" Urahara Kisuke took a breath, his eyes widened, and he said in shock, "Is Mr. Sufeng dead?"

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, Shifengyuan Yoruichi threw an uppercut and sent him flying.

Then, she carefully stretched out her finger and poked the blood-stained face in front of her.

Mm, soft and elastic.

Only after confirming that Sufeng was not dead did Shifengyuan Yefang breathe a sigh of relief.

The harm will last for thousands of years.

As an evil kid from the Tsunayashiro family, it's normal for him to have a tough life.

Half an hour later, in Urahara's store.

Sufeng digested the changes in himself and used Huidao to heal his badly injured body.

It is worth mentioning that the effect of Lihuidao·Yizhidao·Minghuitiansheng is several times greater than before.

He speculated that this might be related to changes at the soul level.

If the soul before Sufeng was a pool full of water, then the current pool has not only been expanded, but the water source in it has also been compressed.

The liquid turned into a solid.

There has been a change in the power level.

There wasn't much growth in strength, but the road that was blocked ahead was reopened, and the soul and spiritual pressure reached new limits.

More importantly, even the form of the Zanpakutō has changed to a certain extent.

The sharp blade was covered with colorful transparency, and under the sunlight, it looked like a piece of crystal clear jade.

"Congratulations, Mr. Sufeng, for getting what you wished for." Urahara Kisuke had a white bandage wrapped around his chin, and his words were a little unclear, "Regarding our next arrangements..."

Su Feng was in a good mood. He picked up the teacup, drank it all in one gulp, and said bluntly: "Just proceed as planned!"

"Close the door and release Mayuri!"

…………

One day three years later.

It's night in Karakura Town.

The crescent moon hangs high.

Abarai Renji stood on a telephone pole beside the street, his red hair fluttering and his wild temperament floating in the moonlight.

He frowned and looked at the messenger in his hand, dissatisfied: "The Technology Development Bureau has been getting more and more perfunctory recently. Even the latest generation of technological products have flaws."

As the god of death stationed in Karakura Town, the task of destroying all the hollow souls in the entire city is his responsibility.

Just now, he discovered the opening of the Black Chamber and noticed that several Arrancar appeared in the city.

His Bankai immediately erupted, and after killing several Arrancars in a row, Abarai Renji followed the last Arrancar all the way to this area.

However, strangely, the Reiatsu of that Arrancar disappeared from his perception, and even the Herald God Machine could not detect any trace of its Reiatsu.

Not only that, even the subsequent communications from the Technology Development Bureau were interrupted, as if the signal was completely blocked.

However, the spirit particles in the air are within the normal threshold range, and there is no abnormal smell.

Realizing that the situation was not normal, Abarai Renji put away the messenger machine, released his spiritual pressure perception, and looked around vigilantly at all the dark places.

He jumped down from the telephone pole, blending himself into the darkness, and walked towards the end of the street.

However, shortly after he left the street, a figure with fine silver hair appeared under the street light, staring at the receding figure with cold eyes.

“A Shinigami attracted by the Arrancar…?”

Abarai Renji continued to go deeper along the street, and his keen perception enabled him to discover the remaining Arrancar Reiji in the atmosphere.

However, in a place he did not notice, the remaining spirit particles seemed to be intentionally guiding him to a fixed residence.

until……

He came to a building. The simple two-story building seemed no different from the other buildings around it.

The only difference is probably that there is a plaque of Shiba Hospital hanging on the door.

The Arrancar's spirit child seemed to be inside the building in front of them.

Abarai Renji hesitated for a moment, then jumped and tried to enter the room on the second floor through the window.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The azure light beam of leptons instantly tore through the air and arrived in an instant with unparalleled speed!

boom!

The concentrated spirit particle flame exploded in the dark sky, like a gorgeous firework, directly engulfing the figure of Abarai Renji!

The plot has begun. I hope this development will satisfy the book lovers.

It seems that the double monthly ticket activity is still going on. Please help me.

Chapter 254 The Hero Always Appears Last

The smoke and dust were surging, and a figure tumbled out from it, looking extremely miserable.

The blazing spirit flame burned fiercely under the moonlight, and mottled black shadows were revealed in the azure glass light, like a painting depicting death and despair.

Abarai Renji fell heavily to the ground, his exposed skin deeply charred.

He tried to endure the pain in his body, but suddenly found a shadow in front of him. Looking up, the first thing that caught his eye was the most conspicuous pair of fine silver hair.

The silver color fluttered in the breeze and blended into the soft moonlight.

"Death, this is not the place for you."

The silver-haired boy walked up to Abarai Renji and said, "Leave the Arrancar to me. I'll let you live this time..."

Before he could finish his words, Abarai Renji suddenly turned over and stood up, and the blade with a cold glow drew an arc filled with murderous intent in the air.

The silver-haired boy stepped back, his light posture seemed to indicate that he had anticipated the other party's sudden attack.

"Stop joking around here!"

Abarai Renji ignored the injuries on his body, "No matter who you are, attacking the Grim Reaper is a serious crime!"

"Besides, it is the duty of us Shinigami to annihilate the Arrancars that have entered the real world. We cannot allow a human like you to interfere!"

As he finished speaking, he stretched out his right arm and gently stroked the blade with his left hand.

"Roar, Shebimaru!"

A crimson spiritual pressure suddenly rose up on the street, and the majestic momentum spread out, instantly covering the entire block.

In the light, a double-edged snake-belly sword appeared, with silver-white and ink-black contrasting with each other, merging with each other, exuding a sharp cold light.

Under the moonlight, the red-haired figure leaped high, and the double-edged snake-belly sword suddenly stretched out, launching an attack forward like a chain.

Boom!

The silver-haired young man dodged to the edge of the street, and a huge and deep gully was cut directly at his original position, with countless pieces of gravel splashing and flying, making the scene extremely messy.

Looking at the scene in front of him, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He originally thought that he was just an ordinary officer of the God of Death, but he didn't expect that after enduring his attack, he could still burst out with such terrifying fighting power.

"Escape?" Abarai Renji grinned, "That doesn't fit what you just said!"

"Hurry up and show your strength and have a hearty fight with me, human!"

"Or rather, a Quincy?"

The silver-haired boy's eyes suddenly turned cold and he looked up at the sky.

Under the night sky, the silver steel cable was retracted, and the Snaketail Maru once again returned to the form of a double-edged snake-belly sword. The materialized red spiritual pressure lingered around Abarai Renji's body, and his body exuded a powerful aura.

Faced with the provocation, the silver-haired boy knew that this battle was probably inevitable.

He stretched out his right arm with five fingers spread out, and the Cross of Annihilation Pendant fell from his palm and hung in the air, with bright blue dots like stars blooming on it.

Under Abarai Renji's expectant gaze, a pure black longbow condensed and emerged in his palm.