Bleach: The Self-Disciplined Captain of Seireitei

"How could this be possible? These monsters are starting to merge?!"

"The spiritual pressure is still increasing, it has surpassed Captain Komamura!"

The Shinigami looked terrified, and the hands holding their Zanpakutō even began to tremble.

If the hundred-meter-tall body before still made people want to fight, the integration of the jailers completely crushed everyone's will to fight.

That extremely huge body alone is enough to make one's heart tremble!

Even Komamura Sajin's Black Rope Heavenly Punishment Myooh was just like a child holding a toy knife in front of the opponent.

Rukia was also shocked by this scene and looked up at the sky in astonishment.

The phosphorus gas at this time was like a silk ribbon, entwined around the body of the fused jailer, and endless spiritual pressure was constantly increasing.

The already knotted muscles on his body became even more swollen and uglier, and at the same time, a strong and oppressive feeling of force came over him.

Without waiting any longer, Rukia bit her lower lip and stared at the sky with a very determined gaze, her low humming sounding between the cracks:

"The tree is white."

She inserted the Sode Shirayuki into the ground in front of her, and extreme coldness suddenly burst out and spread from the blade, and a bright white light spread to the body of the fused jailer.

Regular ice crystals instantly covered its body, freezing its muscles and solidifying its blood flow as well.

In just a moment, the huge figure towering into the clouds was completely transformed into a lifelike ice sculpture!

Seeing this, Rukia finally breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought the other party would be immune to the cold after the fusion, but it seems not as scary as I imagined.

However, just as everyone was about to cheer, a shattering sound suddenly came from the ice sculpture.

Phosphorus gas was still surrounding violently, and spider-web-like cracks appeared on the regular ice crystals.

A slight leak of spiritual pressure seemed to have sounded a signal.

In just a moment, the vast spiritual pressure was like the sea flowing back, instantly shattering the ice sculpture wrapped in the outer layer!

"Is it ineffective..."

Rukia gritted her teeth unwillingly, held the knife with her backhand, and launched a series of Shikai moves with a lightness.

"First Dance - Moon White."

"The second dance, White Ripple."

"Three Dances: White Sword."

However, this level of attack was like scratching an itch for the multiple jailers who had completely completed the integration, and was completely useless.

Even if its body is frozen, it only takes a slight force to shatter all the ice crystals wrapped around its body, scattering them like snowflakes on the ruined battlefield.

As it moved, the ground collapsed, huge deep pits were scattered across the jurisdiction of the 9th Squad, and countless buildings collapsed.

The fusion jailer locked onto Rukia's position, and its huge fist bone smashed downwards like a falling meteorite.

The wind was howling and violent, and concentric circles of white air waves exploded below.

The deafening roars piled up one after another, almost echoing throughout the entire Soul Society.

A critical moment.

Rukia, on the contrary, was surprisingly calm. Her pretty face was covered with a layer of white frost, which quickly spread under the virtual mask until it completely enveloped her petite body.

"Swastika..."

"Baixia punishment!"

The moment the words fell, a huge beam of spiritual pressure burst out from Rukia's body.

In the sky directly above it, a disc-shaped bright white light suddenly appeared, and the spiritual pressure light column intersected with it, connecting it into one.

next moment.

The brilliant and dazzling ice crystals shot straight into the sky along the spiritual pressure light column, and the crackling sound of the crystals composed a high-spirited melody.

With Rukia as the center, waves of white light surged and raged, covering all directions. Endless ice and snow swept past, and in an instant, they submerged the calves of the fused jailer.

The violent cold current vented indiscriminately, covering the entire battlefield and plunging the area under the jurisdiction of the 9th Squad into an extreme cold hell.

The Death Squad members could not bear it any longer and could only unleash their red fire cannons together to temporarily warm their frozen bodies.

They looked in horror in the direction where the cold came from, unable to understand why Lady Rukia, who was only a chief official, could release such a terrifying Bankai.

Could it be that their Ninth Division is really full of talented people?

The extreme coldness continued, and under the gaze of the purple eyes, it covered upwards at an extremely rapid speed until it completely submerged the fused jailer!

When the spiritual pressure light faded, a completely unfamiliar figure stood in the center of the battlefield, his hands as white as ice crystals tightly grasping the pure white hilt of a sword.

The lilac crystal hair fell down, and was gathered by an ice crystal tassel hairpin. The gorgeous robe with white lining and pattern hung to the ground. A flowing white ribbon was tied behind it, and a gorgeous ice flower was adorned on the slightly protruding chest.

The overall temperament is elegant and luxurious, with a faint chill lingering around it, giving people a sacred feeling that can only be viewed from a distance.

Ahead, a gigantic ice sculpture stood tall, towering into the sky, and even the phosphorus gas lingering around it was frozen, creating a gorgeous world of ice and snow.

Rukia held Sode Shirayuki tightly in both hands, stood there with a cold gaze, her lavender eyelashes fluttering gently.

If someone stood in front of her and observed carefully, they could clearly see the pain in the depths of her pupils.

At Rukia's current level, she is not yet able to perfectly control Bankai.

It is easy to release, but very difficult to take it back.

After all, her Bankai Hakuxiafa would cause her to fall into absolute zero. If she was not careful, her spirit would completely collapse and turn into an extreme ice sculpture like a fused jailer.

"Thank you for your hard work, Rukia."

A gentle voice suddenly came from behind.

When Rukia heard this familiar voice, her eyes first lit up with joy, then she showed anxiety.

She opened her mouth to warn the newcomer, but only extreme coldness escaped from between her lips and teeth.

Before she could say anything, warmth had already enveloped her cold body.

What surprised Rukia was that the absolute zero that should have hurt others indiscriminately was melting at a very fast speed in this warmth, like snow on a spring day.

"Very exquisite Bankai..."

Su Feng rubbed the cold hair of the girl in his arms and said with a smile, "But it is also very dangerous."

"Don't be so reckless next time."

Because he had helped Rukia try to master Bankai many times before, Sufeng's understanding of Baixiafa is second only to Rukia herself.

Sufeng knew even better than she herself how to converge the absolute zero in a safe state.

Although holding Rukia now is like holding a large human-shaped ice sculpture.

But its soft body and cool touch also have a unique flavor.

"Team, captain..."

With the help of Sufeng, Rukia released her Bankai, and her pale face gradually regained some color as the blood flowed.

"I just……"

"I just want to protect the 9th Division from being destroyed."

The words filled with passionate emotions changed when they came to her lips. The girl's reserve can be extremely deadly at certain times.

At least, that's how it is for Rukia now.

"Even if the 9th Division is destroyed, it can be rebuilt."

Su Feng said softly in a gentle tone, "And even if this place contains beautiful memories of the past, its value is not as great as a strand of your hair."

"Next time, put your own safety first."

Gently holding the girl in his arms, Sufeng activated Huidao. The familiar warmth permeated his whole body, dispelling the damage caused by the absolute zero of Bankai.

A faint blush crept up her cheeks, highlighting the girl's stunning beauty.

After a brief treatment, Sufeng flicked his fingers and a strong wind rose from the ground, crushing the fused jailer who had turned into an ice sculpture, causing it to fly into the gate of hell in the form of ice chips.

When the dark red miasma completely devoured it, the battle on this battlefield was also completely over.

"have a good rest."

Su Feng let go of the girl and said in a tougher tone, "Leave the rest of the battle to me."

Looking at his receding back, Rukia blushed slightly, clasped her hands tightly to her chest, and kept muttering in her heart:

"The captain must have me in his heart..."

…………

After solving the problem of his own team, Sufeng rushed to various battlefields as quickly as possible, and did not forget to use Tianting Kongluo to notify others.

About the correct usage of Hell's Gate.

If it weren't for the fact that the spiritual pressure in Seireitei was too chaotic right now, the Herald Divine Machine would also be a good way to convey information.

Just as Sufeng had expected before, the masked army was indeed not of much use, but they did have their own unique ideas in terms of details.

Just like Mako Hirako, who guarded multiple cracks alone, wearing a hollow mask, holding a reverse stroke, and quietly watched the jailer and the captain of the dead fight each other.

Swastika solution: The evil eight treasures plug!

The pedestal of the Nadeshiko flower appeared below Mako Hirako, and then completely enveloped her in golden petals.

The confusion in cognition made the fighting even more brutal.

By the time the battle was over, rivers of blood and mountains of corpses were everywhere.

"Good job, Bottle."

Sufeng's sudden appearance almost scared Hirako Mako to the point of insanity.

"Asshole, don't show up next to me when I activate my Bankai!"

"Your cognition will be..."

Su Feng raised his eyebrows and continued the second half of Pingzi Mako's sentence, who looked surprised: "Will it be turned upside down?"

"how come……"

Mako Hirako couldn't accept this fact for a moment.

His Bankai, which was invincible, was actually ineffective against Sufeng.

"Don't worry, your Niyang Xie Babao is still very powerful."

Su Feng consoled him, "It's just that I am a little special."

Throwing the corpses on the ground into the gate of hell casually, Sufeng patted Pingzi Mako on the shoulder and rushed to the next battlefield.

Looking at his receding back, Hirako Mako looked angry and cursed in a low voice:

"monster……"

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Chapter 335 It’s just nature!

"torch!"

The raging flames turned into a tornado of fire that shot up into the sky, instantly devouring dozens of hell guards and burning them to ashes.

After killing the jailer, Songming did not disappear, but moved slowly on the ground.

The cracks on the ground were sealed with extremely high temperatures.

Yamamoto Genryusai held the Ryujin Jakka, his old face full of determination and majesty, without any hesitation.

In dealing with the strange enemies invading Soul Society, he seemed to have returned to the cold-blooded and ruthless time a thousand years ago.

Raising the hand means killing, and dropping the knife means desolation.

Looking at the spectacular scene in front of him, even someone as arrogant as Su Feng had to admit that in terms of micro-management, the old man was still the old man and was definitely not someone a half-baked guy like him could challenge.

Although he copied Ryujin Jakka, the flames that erupted were hotter and covered a wider area, killing the enemies in a magnificent scene.

But in terms of control over details, he is far inferior to Yamamoto Genryusai.