Bleach: The Self-Disciplined Captain of Seireitei

Brand Ghost: The one who is on top wins!

The originally ordinary sword pressure suddenly became extremely violent under the strengthening of the initial rules. When the crossed two swords fell, they turned into a howling gale over the wasteland.

Wherever it passed, all the ruins were swept into the air, and the ground was torn into pieces.

Su Feng gently pushed the sword guard at his waist with his thumb, making a clear sound, and crackling arcs of electricity leaped across his fingertips like active elves.

Thick clouds piled up above the sky, and an indescribable feeling of oppression covered the entire plain. Some buildings in the ruins of the Invisible Empire even emitted mournful sounds as if they could not bear the heavy burden.

The sword containing electric arcs exploded violently the moment it was drawn, and the sky and earth seemed to be split apart, with a huge crack like an abyss located under Sufeng's feet.

The howling tornado was cut into two pieces at this moment and then dissipated into the air.

boom!

The power of the thunder continued unabated and it landed directly on the spot where Kyoraku Shunsui was. Immediately, a burning smell filled the air. The white figure was covered by lightning and the straw raincoat hat was instantly vaporized.

However, before Sufeng could put away his sword, a ghostly figure emerged from the shadow behind him.

"White……"

The hoarse groan was like an evil ghost demanding his life, and the two scimitars, one long and one short, slashed forward with swift force!

Shadow Ghost: Whoever’s shadow is stepped on loses!

Sexy ghost: Anyone who is killed for his lust will die!

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The cloth was torn violently, and the captain's haori was cut into two pieces in an instant, fluttering and falling into the shadow. The black shadow seemed like a living thing, with staggered gaps between its teeth, and it swallowed the tattered haori directly.

Sufeng dodged the attack with the Kongchan Step, manipulated the wind to step onto the dome, and looked down with a frown.

It was completely different from the battle with Unohana Retsu.

As the first Kenpachi, Unohana Retsu fights purely on instinct without thinking about any techniques or strategies.

She had only one goal, which was to kill every living thing in sight.

However, Kyoraku Shunsui seemed to have engraved the treacherous and changeable nature into his soul. Even when driven by instinct, he still displayed a fighting style that ordinary people could not guess.

In other words, Sufeng is clear about his ability of Shikai. If someone who doesn't know much about him were to fight him, even if his strength is far greater than Kyoraku Shunsui, he would fail miserably.

"Solution—"

Kyoraku Shunsui looked up at the sky, his strange mask distorting his expression, as if containing a barely perceptible mad smile, and his hoarse voice echoed over the wasteland.

In an instant, an extremely cold atmosphere swept across the entire wasteland, extreme piercing pain acted on the body, and a large amount of black substance continued to surge under his feet.

Under Sufeng's astonished gaze, Kyoraku Shunsui missed his attack and immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, with black spiritual pressure surging wildly on the long and short scimitars.

With a flip of the wrist, the blade sank into the shadow.

The shadow of a slender woman emerged from behind Kyoraku Shunsui, leaning slightly and placing her arms around his neck.

Sufeng recognized this woman, the form of her Zanpakuto Hanaten after she took physical form.

Surprisingly, Hua Tian did not reveal her charming face. Instead, it was covered by a grim bone mask, with her collar falling down, revealing her snow-white color.

The sky became increasingly darker and gloomy, covered by thick dark clouds, as if entering the true doomsday.

"Hua Tian Kuang Gu·Heart of withered pine!"

At this moment, Kyoraku Shunsui's spiritual pressure covered the entire plain, and an abyss-like fear filled the air, as if the sea water was flooding back and the sky and the earth were collapsing!

Su Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and while bearing this tremendous pressure, he also became more cautious.

Although he was quite confident in his own abilities, he could not ignore Kyoraku Shunsui in his Hollow form.

After all, even Hokage Aizen was nearly stabbed through by Ichimaru Gin, so Kyoraku Shunsui is obviously in even greater danger right now.

A sticky black liquid flowed out from the blade of Hua Tian Kuang Gu as he sank into the shadow. It was like the liquefied substance of the shadow, seeping into the shadow along the blade.

The black liquid spread, extending out a deeper shadow of a pine tree, dotted with a few pine leaves, adding a sense of loneliness to it, while also exuding a deeper weirdness!

"Act 1: Sharing the trauma of hesitation!"

It sounded like the low roar of evil spirits from hell, and the sound was like countless chains colliding and rubbing against each other, which was harsh and made people's scalp tingle.

At this moment, Sufeng clearly sensed the changes in the rules under the coverage of spiritual pressure.

A strange and irresistible force acted on his body, and a scorching breath instantly enveloped him.

It was like being struck by thunder.

A huge difference in spiritual pressure will render the opponent's moves ineffective, but this does not mean that a slight difference in spiritual pressure will render the two opposing parties helpless and powerless.

It is true that Sufeng boasts that his spiritual pressure exceeds that of the current Kyoraku Shunsui, but this does not invalidate the ability of his Bankai.

At this time, the injury that almost chopped him into a charred corpse by his sword had already transferred to Sufeng's body.

If Katenkyōkotsu's Shikai is the transformation of children's games into reality, then his Bankai is the realization of adult drama.

"Sen Luo Sheng Sheng."

The light of Huidao appeared and enveloped Sufeng's body, completely eliminating the injuries in just an instant.

Kyoraku Shunsui, who was sitting cross-legged in the dark shadow, still looked burnt. The simultaneous injuries were not transferred injuries, and the first scene in Kusong's mind had no healing effect.

"Act 2: The Mattress of Shame!"

Kyoraku Shunsui was not disappointed by the huge gap in front of him. Driven by instinct, he was like a puppet, conscientiously completing the performance of the drama.

The narration between the scenes ends here, and the secret fight is the climax of the whole battle.

As he finished his words, the black shadow transformed into a dead pine tree reappeared behind him, and the atmosphere of sorrow and despair continued to permeate the wasteland.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Su Feng was somewhat moved. A series of extremely miserable pictures seemed to be outlined before his eyes.

Irregular ink dots dotted his body, as if dragging him into the abyss of darkness.

The golden and red eyes looked up at Sufeng above the dome, and a playful look emerged in the depths of his pupils.

The bone mask, which looked like two faces merged together, showed an expression that was distorted to the extreme.

Kyoraku Shunsui in the Hollow state did not seem to have lost his mind, but rather turned into a completely unfamiliar person.

"The Way of the One, the Way of the Fate, the Way of the Heaven."

Green vines appeared in the condensation of spiritual pressure, and instantly dispelled the irregular ink spots on Sufeng's body before the blood seeped out.

"Act 3: Duanyuyuan!"

Kyoraku Shunsui did not stop his performance. The moment he finished speaking, a terrifying spiritual pressure as powerful as the abyss suddenly erupted from his body.

The black shadow that almost covered the entire wasteland rose into the sky like an inverted waterfall, instantly dyeing the sky pure black.

An endless stream surged out from the black shadow, completely engulfing him and Sufeng's figures.

Sufeng silently felt the spiritual pressure and water flow all around him, waiting for the final scene to begin.

In this adult drama, the part he was least worried about was the third act, Duanyuyuan.

Even though Kyoraku Shunsui's spiritual pressure has increased exponentially due to his hollowing, it is still not enough compared to Sufeng.

Although the spiritual pressure dissipated like water, compared with its majestic size, this amount of dissipation was not enough.

Even with the help of a higher affinity for the spirit particles, the loss of energy is barely equal to the recovery speed.

If we exclude factors such as eating, drinking, defecating and urinating, Sufeng can live in this Duanyu Abyss forever, and the three realms will return to chaos.

Kyoraku Shunsui seemed to have realized this as well, and he sheathed his sword immediately. He put his right index and middle fingers together, and gathered Ruyuan's spiritual pressure on them, condensing at his fingertips, pulling out thin white spiritual particles.

The hoarse narration voice sounded again, but this time there were slightly more lines.

"Women's emotions are extremely cruel. They turn a blind eye to noisy men. The white silk that shines brightly in his throat is soaked with attachment..."

"At least with these two hands I can cut off the tangled threads of attachment and tie them together."

The silk thread swam freely in the Broken Fish Abyss like a fish, circling around Sufeng's body, climbing all the way up until it wrapped around his unsuspecting neck.

"The final scene: the blood-stained throat from the ito-kiri knife!"

Kyōraku Shunsui's hoarse voice echoed in the Broken Fish Abyss, and the constantly fluctuating water flow was swaying unsteadily, with visible ripples spreading out along the silk thread.

In an instant, the white, thread-like spiritual particles gathered together, trying to cut off Sufeng's neck.

"Hellbound All Things, Wind of Unity!"

Su Feng lightly raised the silver-white blade in his hand, and endless wind suddenly rose up, erupting violently in the Duanyu Abyss, whistling and turning into a terrifying whirlpool, with the majestic water constantly stirring in it.

Visible lines appeared on Sufeng's neck, just in time to block the white, thread-like spirit particles.

As if it were indestructible steel, it allowed the thin line of spirit particles to rub against it harshly without any attenuation.

On the contrary, in this constant friction, the thin threads of spirit particles broke layer by layer, turning into dark ink spots and falling into the depths of the Broken Fish Abyss.

The silver-white wind was woven into a feather robe with a stand-up collar, resisting the harvesting of the spirit particle thread.

It was not until this time that the disadvantages of blurring became apparent.

Kyoraku Shunsui was like a robot executing a set program, constantly condensing silk threads in the Broken Fish Abyss and repeating the attack again and again in a rigid posture.

This process lasted for quite a long time.

During this period, Sufeng repeatedly used the Twin Lotus Blue Fire Pendant, the Flying Dragon Strikes the Thief's Thunder Cannon, the Black Coffin, and the Thousand Hands Bright Sky Cannon to bombard Kyoraku Shunsui.

It directly tore countless gaps in his body, and the most serious wave almost smashed his head.

What is amazing is that after becoming a hollow, Kyoraku Shunsui has mastered the ability to regenerate extremely quickly. No matter how serious the injury is, as long as he does not die on the spot, he can recover quickly with the consumption of spiritual pressure.

Correspondingly, the speed at which its spiritual pressure is consumed also increases several times.

When his spiritual pressure was exhausted, the strange mask on his pale face turned into countless fragments and scattered in the depths of Broken Fish Abyss.

The battle came to an abrupt end.

Kyoraku Shunsui's astonished gaze wandered back and forth between him and Sufeng's figures, unable to understand the scene before him.

His whole body was burnt and charred, as if he had been roasted.

On the other hand, Sufeng's feather robe fluttered, not even a speck of dust on it.

Judging from the excessive consumption of his own spiritual pressure and the Broken Fish Abyss that covered the entire plain, it was not difficult for Kyoraku Shunsui to judge how brutal and fierce the battle was.

Although he was unable to fully display his full strength due to being driven by instinct, he was not far off.

However, even so, he still failed to cause any substantial damage to Sufeng.

Has the gap between them become so outrageous?

"Phew, it was hard, but it's finally over."

Kyoraku Shunsui released the Danyuyuan and lay pale on the plain where several layers had been cut away, not caring about his image at all.

"If nothing unexpected happens, I should be the last captain to complete the transformation, right?"

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked up at Su Feng who was standing beside him. "What's the next plan? Should we strike first or..."

Su Feng looked down and replied calmly: "We are still missing one key person."

Kyoraku Shunsui frowned, then relaxed his brows: "Kenpachi Zaraki?"

Chapter 291: Hueco Mundo Turmoil, Lucky Waste

Sufeng did not respond to Kyoraku Shunsui's words, but stared in surprise at the light curtain that only he could see.

[Self-discipline daily tasks completed! ]

[My understanding of the way of ghosts has been improved, and I have mastered the ninety-nineth way of breaking the way: the five dragons are destroyed! ]

A large amount of knowledge about the Dao of Breaking the Dao flooded into his mind, filling and perfecting the knowledge about the Dao of Ghosts that had gradually formed a system. Sufeng was like a sponge, madly absorbing the techniques of using the Five Dragons Transmigration.

A real pleasant surprise.

In his opinion, the several captains who were virtualized did not violate any laws at all, and under his control, they did not cause widespread damage.

However, even so, after Kyoraku Shunsui achieved Hollowification, he also completed a daily self-discipline task.

As for the broken path number 99, it was also a big surprise for Sufeng.

As the highest level of Hado, its power can no longer be estimated by incremental increase.

Judging from the performance of the Five Dragons Transformation, the spiritual pressure released alone was enough to cause the surroundings to collapse and the space to distort.

And as the spiritual pressure output is different, the power will also change. From this point of view, the Five Dragons Extinction can be used as a good trump card.