Bleach: The Self-Disciplined Captain of Seireitei

They are not combat talents.

As a scientist, you should stay behind.

"Lord Sufeng, he should win, right?"

Inaba Kagerousa looked hesitant, "Saito's immortal spiritual pressure is even comparable to that of a veteran captain like Kyoraku Shunsui Unohana Retsu."

"Put away your questioning tone!" Yamada Seinosuke said unkindly, "As a retainer, the last thing you should do is question the master of the family."

"Lord Sufeng is the strongest, there is no doubt about that!"

Mayuri Kurotsuchi also added: "To be honest, if Sufeng were defeated by this guy, we wouldn't have to waste any effort on researching the unknown areas."

"Just wash your necks and wait for the Invisible Empire or the Xuye Palace to come and chop them off."

Compared to Inaba Kagerousa's doubts, Kurotsuchi Mayuri and Yamada Seinosuke have an almost blind trust in Sufeng.

It is because of understanding that we believe it.

There may be someone in this world who can defeat Sufeng, but it definitely won’t be Saito Bakugan.

The smoke cleared.

Saito Bulaobushi frowned, and the purple blade fell in front of a transparent barrier.

"Broken Sky..."

"When?"

Su Feng's expression was calm, just like at the beginning:

"At the moment the blade fell."

"Old woman, you know nothing about being strong."

Upon hearing this address, Saito Furusai's hair stood on end, her twin ponytails flying behind her. While she was looking imposing, her spiritual pressure actually rose to a higher level again.

The Zanpakutō in his hand glowed, the sword's handle turned into a hexagram, and the blade's curvature became more curved, like a crescent moon emitting a faint glow.

"You're dead, little brat!"

The girl with twin ponytails was furious. Purple flames burned on the blade, and the space around her was distorted.

A terrifying high temperature permeated the prisoner's mansion, evaporating the sticky blood in it.

The violent murderous intent continued to surge, almost condensing into substance, giving people a chilling feeling.

The moment the blade fell, tremendous air waves spread out to both sides, the sound of cloth tearing was endless, and dark and deep cracks could be vaguely seen emerging on both sides of the purple blade.

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

Clang! !

The sound of metal colliding rang out, and countless cracks suddenly appeared on the ground. A violent impact spread out, sweeping across the entire courtyard with a devastating force.

The wall at the rear collapsed, and dozens of houses and buildings were reduced to ruins, stirring up dust and smoke all over the sky.

"Duan Kong, Duan Kong, it's this damn ghost way again!"

Saito's immortal pupils were filled with countless bloodshot, and he was slashing forward like a madman.

Soon, spider-web-like patterns appeared on the sky barrier.

Seeing this, the murderous intent in her eyes swelled to the limit.

The next strike will definitely cut the brat in front of me into two neat pieces!

go to hell!

Crack, the air shattered, and countless spirit particle fragments scattered.

The purple blade was raised again and chopped down towards Sufeng's head with extremely fast speed. Countless black chains danced behind Saito the Immortal, like some kind of self-aware tentacle.

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

Su Feng didn't even raise his eyelids, and before the calm voice fell, another wall of space appeared in front of him.

It just happened to block Saito's immortal slash.

At this moment, the expression of the girl with twin ponytails became distorted.

She didn't want to believe that she couldn't even break the binding method of a brat's abandoned chant.

He had clearly endured so much pain in hell, and his strength had clearly increased so much compared to a thousand years ago...

But why? !

A large amount of liquid bone suddenly flowed out of Saito's immortal cheek, and in an instant it turned into a bone mask.

Tyranny, blood, chaos, ultimate madness and destruction are all displayed on his body.

Looking at this scene, Sufeng was a little surprised. Although the other party was wearing a bone mask, it was only in a virtual state.

Among them, the spiritual pressure of the Great Hollow only accounts for a very insignificant part.

"die!"

Saito Bulaobushi launched an attack on Sufeng again.

This time, only three strikes of the sword shattered the broken barrier in front of him.

Then, under her incredulous gaze, Su Feng opened his lips slightly, and his calm voice sounded again:

"The 81st Way of Binding: Multiple Severing of Space."

Light suddenly burst out, and transparent barriers appeared out of thin air one after another, constantly piling up until they formed an indestructible natural barrier!

Looking at the scene in front of him, a trace of despair flashed in Saito Furuobushi's eyes. The Zanpakuto in his hand fell limply, his fighting spirit collapsed, and his spiritual pressure was low.

The countless piles of broken space became the last straw that broke the camel's back...

Chapter 323 You look like someone I know

"It was ruined so quickly?"

Sufeng was a little surprised. He originally thought that Saito Bulao would be able to make another burst of outbursts.

For example, taking out some powerful Bankai or something like that.

But obviously, he still overestimated the psychological endurance of the first captain from a thousand years ago.

If she could just hold on a little longer, these multiple layers of space might shatter, and victory would appear before her.

At the edge of the ruins, Kuroshio Mayuri grinned, "What a poor taste you have."

Yamada Seinosuke nodded and agreed: "Lord Sufeng is always so unique."

Inaba Kagerousa decisively joined in and echoed: "Maybe this is the uniqueness of the big shots."

It is obvious that the opponent can be killed instantly with just a little more strength, but he is forced to suffer a psychological collapse in endless torture.

Every broken line of space symbolizes the hope of victory.

Saito Furuo tried his best to pursue hope, but the moment it was within reach, he fell into the abyss of despair.

Su Feng released his Breaking Sky Technique, and slowly walked to the front of the girl with twin ponytails, looking down at her from above:

"Keep your head up."

The calm voice seemed to have some kind of magic, causing him to slowly raise his head while his body trembled, with powerlessness and unwillingness revealed in his blood-red pupils.

Perhaps Sufeng’s performance reminded her of some bad memories, or perhaps he saw through the gap in strength between them.

Although Saito Bulaobushi was still filled with murderous intent that was almost condensed into substance, he showed no signs of attacking again in front of Sufeng.

Sufeng stretched out his right hand and pinched the delicate cheek.

Mm, very smooth and feels good.

He commented in his heart, then straightened his expression and asked, "What on earth happened in the Yu Zui family?"

"What role did you play in this?"

"And what the hell is going on?!"

The last question is also what Sufeng is most concerned about.

As for the life and death of the prisoners, it is just a routine matter.

He rarely met this group of people, let alone had any friendship with them.

If it weren't for the status of the five nobles, I wouldn't have the interest to take a second look.

Hearing these questions, Saito's immortal expression recovered a little, and an evil smile reappeared on his face:

"Of course he's dead."

"I just sensed a familiar spiritual pressure and came to see an old friend."

"I didn't expect to run into someone like you."

At the end, the girl with twin ponytails seemed to be gritting her teeth.

She wished she could chop off the brat's limbs, peel off his flesh layer by layer, crush his bones, and drain out his marrow.

But when I think about the gap in strength between them, a strong feeling of powerlessness comes over me.

If you can't even break the opponent's 81st Binding Technique that breaks the chant, what are you still daydreaming about? !

Familiar Reiatsu?

old friend?

Su Feng raised his eyes and after looking at the others, the same guess emerged in their minds.

"Be specific."

"Oh, I'm so annoyed!"

Saito Bulaobushi tried to break free from Sufeng's hand, but the strength in the other's hand was much greater than she had imagined.

"The gates of hell are broken."

"Those of us who have died have been freed from the prisoner's clutches and can once again walk in the world of the living."

Su Feng frowned and said, "Then the old friend you mentioned, could it be..."

Before he finished speaking, a voice sounded from behind everyone: "Of course it's the comrades who once fought side by side with him."

"You're right, crazy woman..."

The soft voice reminded Sufeng of a familiar person.

Turning around, a face that was strange yet familiar came into view.

He has short white hair, dark skin, and a confident smile on his handsome face.

In terms of attire, he is very similar to Saito Fulaubushi, except that he has an orange patterned scarf and luxurious purple earrings.

"You remind me of someone I've known."

Sufeng looked dazed and was surprised to find that he hadn't petted a cat for a long time.

Ever since Aizen's betrayal, he has been busy like a top.

Various things pile up, and each one of them becomes a major case that destroys Soul Society.

Moreover, compared to the feeling of this female ghost in front of him, petting a cat is obviously more pleasurable.

Thinking of this, Sufeng let go of Saito's immortal cheeks with a look of disgust.

Saito is immortal: "???"

You better explain what that expression of yours means?

What on earth are you complaining about?!

He wished he could chop Tsunayashiro Sufu on the head with a knife. Saito Furushi felt that his hatred for the guy in front of him exceeded that of Yamamoto Shigekuni who betrayed his teammates.

Sufeng didn't care about the female ghost's expression, but focused all his attention on the familiar figure.

The elements are fully utilized.

White hair, black skin.

It’s a pity that he is a man.