Bleach: The Self-Disciplined Captain of Seireitei

Sufeng had heard members of Tsunayashiro's family mention the Zanpakuto abilities of the former captain of the Third Division.

The most terrifying poison-type Zanpakutō in the history of Soul Society, it releases countless tiny poisonous particles the moment it is released, corroding the enemy's spiritual pressure, body, and soul.

If the spiritual pressure is weaker than Takehara Kazuhiro, the whole person will be instantly decomposed into toxic particles and integrated into the Zanpakutō called poison dust.

However, Sufeng's spiritual pressure is not weaker than the opponent's, and is even slightly stronger.

In this situation.

It is almost impossible for Kazuhiro Takehara to break through the spiritual pressure defense.

"The fifty-fourth chapter of Breaking the Way: Wasted Flame!"

He obviously realized this, and when he raised his hand, a disc-shaped purple flame was thrown out.

The tiny toxic particles in the atmosphere instantly merged into the purple waste flame, and its shape changed again immediately.

The flames spread rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, using toxic particles as fuel, expanding instantly and covering the sky and the sun.

The terrifying power even stunned the residents of Rukongai far away.

"Wake up, junior."

Takehara Kazuhiro grinned, the wrinkles and dark spots on his face clustered together, making him look particularly ugly and cruel:

"This is a powerful ability that belongs only to Duchen, which is enough to increase the power of Feiyan's Broken Dao by more than ten times!"

Su Feng lightly raised the Lan Yin in his hand and instantly entered the initial release state. The slender blade seemed to be made of strong winds, and the purple mist was cut off in an instant as the wind surged.

"Don't underestimate others, old man."

"Everyone's Zanpakutō is unique. Perhaps Lanyin's ability can restrain you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Takehara Kazuhiro suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart. Before he could open his mouth, the sky suddenly changed.

Thick clouds swept in from afar, instantly covering the sky and plunging the battlefield into darkness.

The celestial phenomena are coming!

Sufeng was seen with his left hand placed horizontally in front of his body, his right hand holding the hilt of the sword and leaning back a little. As he took steps forward, the feather ornament fluttered in the wind.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up on the ruins-filled streets, and with Suifeng as the center, it turned into a terrifying tornado, instantly dispersing the waste flames in the sky!

Kazuhiro Takehara took a deep breath. The strength displayed by Sufeng was far beyond his expectations.

He thought he was just an ordinary junior captain, but he didn't expect that his strength was not weaker than that of the veteran captain, and even surpassed it.

The tornado howled and condensed below, transforming into a bright light that converged into Sufeng's palm:

"Shoot him, Lanyin!"

In an instant, a dazzling white line tore through the atmosphere and flew through the air with great swiftness. Its unparalleled power instantly penetrated everything in front of it!

puff-

Flesh and blood were torn apart, and Kazuhiro Takehara's chest was pierced in an instant. The blazing white line continued to spread to the end of the street, once again turning a dilapidated building into ruins.

Kazuhiro Takehara was spitting out large mouthfuls of blood, and his face looked extremely ugly.

It was almost, almost, his heart was pierced.

If he hadn't dodged in time, this attack would have directly cut off his head!

"It doesn't matter if you're not dead." Su Feng didn't care. "I still have the first and second insect-clearing techniques here."

It has to be said that as a captain-level Shinigami, Kazuhiro Takehara is even stronger than the Achucas created by Aizen.

However, considering that the Yachukas has a low IQ, it is difficult to tell who is stronger and who is weaker.

If the two were put together in a life-and-death battle, Sufeng would still be willing to vote for Takehara Kazuhiro.

after all.

The former captain of the third squad should have one last trump card.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The blood dyed the white haori red, as if gorgeous flowers were blooming.

Takehara Kazuhiro's face turned pale, and his expression was a little bleak: "Junior, you are very strong, definitely more than just a new captain."

"I admit that I underestimated you."

"But as a senior, I must teach you a lesson."

He spread his arms, looked up at the sky, and raised the Poison Dust Zanpakutō high in his hand:

"The former always trumps the latter!"

"Bankai, Pot Poison Sky Burial!"

Chapter 82 Reinforcements? Villains!

Underground secret space, Technology Development Bureau.

Lingbo Measurement Department.

Drop drop! ! !

A shrill alarm sounded throughout the room, and the bright red light illuminated the surroundings again.

With a numb expression, Huzhou tapped the keyboard in front of him and asked the people around him expressionlessly:

“How many times has this happened in this period of time?”

"The third time..." the researcher in white answered in a low voice. His expression was surprisingly similar to that of Huzhou.

"This captain of the 9th squad is really scary..."

"Since he became captain, the alarms have been going off one after another."

"Last time it was Achukas in the Nikukoku region, then it was Vastod in the present world, and this time it was Zanpakutō Bankai in the Zaraki region."

Huzhou sighed, activated the communication device, and transmitted the relevant information to each team.

"This makes me wonder whether it's his fault or the enemy's..."

The fifth squad’s dormitory, the captain’s office.

Aizen sat upright with a serious expression. His eyes behind the glasses watched the movement of the pen on the paper. The winding font revealed a hint of smoothness.

Gangamidai Sufeng, Gangamidai Shitan, Dongxianyao.

The names of three people appeared on the white paper, intertwined with each other to form a closed loop.

Aizen tilted his eyes slightly and looked out the window.

There are a few white clouds floating in the blue sky, dotted with each other, giving the unchanging sky a few more different colors.

"What an unexpected performance."

"Tsunayashiro Sufu..."

Not long after, a figure wearing a white captain's feather robe stepped out of the 5th Division's barracks and headed towards Kita-Ryukon Street.

…………

Rukongai, Zaraki District.

Kazuhiro Takehara's spiritual pressure exploded, forming an enormous column of light that shot straight into the sky, and the clouds at the top were instantly shattered and scattered in all directions.

As a standard captain-level Shinigami, he is not as biased as Sufeng and Kenpachi Zaraki.

When Kazuhiro Takehara turned the Zanpakutō in his hand and suddenly stabbed his abdomen, the blade collapsed and a thick purple mist exploded, directly swallowing up the entire street.

The poisonous fog twisted, forming a huge barrier covering the sky above the city block. Complex ghost spells were superimposed layer by layer, turning into dozens of thick chains, blocking everything below.

After completing all this, Kazuhiro Takehara's face was pale, without a trace of blood, and his expression was hideous and distorted like that of a devil.

Obviously, his Bankai puts a heavy strain on his body.

Coupled with the serious injury caused by Sufeng's sword just now, Takehara Kazuhiro is now on the verge of death.

However, the confident smile returned to the uglier face.

Takehara Kazuhiro laughed grimly: "As the strongest poison-type Zanpakutō, the poison mist released by Pot Poison Sky Burial will increase in toxicity by dozens of times after Bankai."

"Even a Shinigami with stronger spiritual pressure than me cannot resist its corrosion."

"Also, do you remember the disguised spirit particle turbulence at the beginning?"

Su Feng was vaguely aware of the abnormalities around him. The sizzling sound of corrosion was endless. The defense formed by his spiritual pressure was actually being constantly corroded and assimilated.

"Identify the spirit particle form and perform assimilation and corrosion?"

"Young man, although you may not look very smart, you still have good knowledge."

Takehara Kazuhiro chuckled, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, "My poisonous dust has memorized his spirit form, and he is still in the enchantment of the Pot of Poison Sky Burial."

"Under this situation, even if Yuan Liuzhai came, he would have to die in regret!"

After these words, Sufeng's gaze towards Senior Kazuhiro Takehara changed.

What courage, what arrogance.

With only an enhanced poisonous fog barrier, you dare to challenge the strongest god of death in Soul Society?

This can no longer be described as arrogant.

All I can say is, it's completely brainless behavior.

"Hey, junior, what's with that increasingly rude look of yours?"

Su Feng's look, as if he was looking at a fool, instantly made Takehara Kazuhiro furious:

"You, a fellow who doesn't know how to respect your seniors, must be taught a lesson."

He stretched out his right hand and pointed forward, "Poison Dust. Strangulation!"

The poisonous fog in the sky was like a living thing, tearing the earth apart and turning into ferocious purple pythons.

Several bloody mouths opened and suddenly bit towards Sufeng.

In an instant, a strong wind broke out and swept across, instantly engulfing the giant python. Countless wind blades rioted, splitting it into countless pieces.

"Useless, junior."

Takehara Kazuhiro was full of confidence, "An attack of this level will only be assimilated by the poisonous dust!"

The moment the words fell, poisonous fog filled the air and the giant purple python emerged from it again, looking even more hideous and terrifying than before.

Obviously.

Su Feng also realized this and frowned slightly: "It's really a tricky ability."

I have to say that the strength of Kazuhiro Takehara is worthy of recognition.

Although he is not as good as veteran captains like Kyoraku Shunsui and Unohana Retsu, he has no problem dealing with Soi Fong and Daigo.

"It's too late to join us now."

Takehara Kazuhiro sighed, "The death of a captain should be enough to awaken the Soul Society, which is mired in darkness, and recognize the truth of the world."

At this moment, another captain-level spiritual pressure appeared outside the barrier.

It surged and poured down like a flood that broke through a dam, covering the barrier of the Pot of Poisonous Sky Burial.

"Hmm?" Su Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, with a look of surprise on his face, "It seems that your plan is going to fail."

"My reinforcements have arrived, prepare to meet your fate."

Takehara Kazuhiro's expression darkened instantly, and he snorted coldly: "Being cautious is a must for every god of death. How could I be so careless?"

"So what if there's another captain?"

"You are dead!"

Outside the Pot of Poison Sky Burial barrier, a figure appeared at the end of the street with a flash of footsteps. The wide captain's feather robe fluttered in the wind, and the number "five" was faintly visible in the hazy purple mist.

"Is this the Poison Sky Burial Barrier?"

Aizen said to himself in a deep voice, "So it was Takehara Kazuhiro who did it."

His voice spread along with the vibration of spiritual pressure and reflected in the barrier: "Captain Sufeng, please hold on a little longer. I will break this barrier immediately."

Inside the barrier, Sufeng had a strange expression on his face, and for a moment he didn't know what words to use to describe his feelings at the moment.