novelraw Chapter 136
Chapter 136
"Who is that woman in the sky?"
"Captain of Division [-], you idiot!"
"How is it possible, not to mention Hanori, how can a guy who doesn't even wear a deadly costume be the captain?"
"What are you talking about, you bastard? Our captain is the only Reaper who is not allowed to wear the death costume."
"Then you belong to the Fifth Division?"
"That's right!"
"Hurry up and send people to the fourth team, what are you still talking about?"
"Hi!"
In the sky, Qingxue and Jingwei stood apart from each other, watching from a distance.
"By the way, let me show you some real skills, so you don't bother me? Dark Nightmare." Qingxue waved her hand suddenly, and the murderous flute drew a complicated figure. The inside is compressed, and the Jingwei should be pressed into a bird-shaped biscuit.
Qingxue couldn't stop increasing the spiritual pressure output to the figure enchantment, and gradually, even the body of a god, Jingwei felt the pressure: "卍解, nirvana in the ice flame, Jingwei."
The huge burst of spiritual pressure was felt by the entire Jingling Court.
"What's going on? Qingxue's spiritual pressure was actually suppressed..." Fuzhu nervously looked at the purple woman in the sky, his heart seemed to rise to his throat, and then the sound of heartbeat roared in his mind.Before he finished speaking, he felt Qingxue's spiritual pressure erupt.
"Oh my God, it took so long to get over it, when is this fight going to end?" Renji walked over, shaking his bandaged hand while turning his head to look at the sky.
"Well, it won't be until the next time we finish the fight!" Luan Ju also had injuries all over her body, although they were minor, there was no pain in one place.
"Swastika, take off your mask, King Lanling." Qingxue erupted with spiritual pressure, and the murderous flute disappeared from her hand, turning into a puff of white fine sand wrapped around Qingxue's right arm: "Sitting upright in the frosty sky, Hinglunwan .”
Jingwei looked at the Binglunwan in Qingxue's hand in shock, opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.
She knew about Qingxue's training of King Lanling, but she didn't know what abilities Qingxue gave to King Lanling. She didn't expect it to be these unconnected abilities, and Xiejie even used other Zanpo pervertedly. properties of the knife.This woman really can't be understood by everyone, no wonder she and that young master are in such a rough situation.
"Wow, it's really Hirinmaru!" Rangiku leaned against the big tree in the yard, looked at the snow falling in the sky, and then turned around and shouted to Hitsugaya not far away: "Captain, your Zanpakuto was killed Qingxue stole it."
"So what about imitation? It's just a fake." Jingwei stayed for a long time before recovering his voice, and looked at Qingxue fiercely, the ice dragon dodging Qingxue, his wings were folded, his claws were opened, A terrifying wave of spiritual pressure spread out.
Qingxue knew what kind of move it was, so she backed up abruptly, raised Hinlunwan to her side, and sent it forward quickly.
"Dragon rack."
"Xikun Ice Realm." Qingxue and Jingwei uttered their voices at the same time, and the huge star-shaped ice quickly expanded and froze towards Jingwei, and a frozen world spread 360 degrees around Jingwei. There are crystal clear ice sculptures everywhere.
"Spirit of the sun, in my body, I am like flames, and flames are like me."
"Everything is reduced to ashes! The blade is like fire! Burn the city."
Jingwei's whole body was filled with flames, even the dragon rack was helpless.Qingxue imitated the flowing blade like fire, and surrounded herself with burning the city walls, and the powerful moves of the oldest Zanpakuto also disappeared the coldness of the Xikun ice world.
"It's probably not a problem for these two to fight for a year or two." Hitsugaya folded his arms and mused.
The sky was bright, and Qingxue and Jingwei were still fighting each other.
"Bing Yan." The wings fluttered violently, and the blazing flames rushed towards Qingxue in a devastating manner.Qingxue was suppressed by Jingwei, she couldn't stop backing up, facing the monstrous flames: "Duankong."
The transparent crystal-like barrier only blocked the flames for an instant before turning into spirit particles.
"Qingxue..." Seeing that Qingxue was in a losing position, Ukitake nervously shunped beside Qingxue, pulled Qingxue past him, protected Qingxue behind him, and was hostile to Jingwei.
Everyone on the ground stepped into the air and waited in full force, surrounding the Jingwei in the middle, just like Maoshan warlocks fighting demons and ghosts.
At this moment, Qingxue suddenly spoke, drawing everyone's attention to her: "Everyone, Qingxue knows that everyone is doing it for Qingxue's own good, but next, Qingxue is not sure that she can control it, so please Let me fight alone, no matter what, I, Shangguan Qingxue, will not be defeated here."
"Qingxue, don't be stubborn..." Fuzhu looked back at Qingxue, but stopped after seeing Qingxue's expression clearly, and when he hesitated, he heard Qingxue say: "I will not lose, but please don't lose today speak out."
"But..." Fuzhu still wanted to persevere, but was stopped by Jingle, and everyone withdrew the fifty spirit meters for Qingxue to use.
"Not enough, please leave me a space of three hundred Lingmi." Qingxue shook her head and said.
"Shangguan Qingxue, what? Do you think you are Ritsugu?" Jingwei sneered, flapping his wings, circling in the sky, his blue eyes filled with disdain: "Let me see you still What tricks are there to play?"
Qingxue removed Lanling King Swastika's ability to imitate, and the murderous flute reappeared in Qingxue's hands.Putting the murderous flute in front of him, he slammed down on Jingwei: "Nine-tailed fox."
"Shan Hai Jing" has a saying: In the country of Qingqiu, there are demons like foxes, with nine tails, voices like babies, and cannibals.
A huge nine-tailed white fox appeared out of nowhere, watching Jingwei roar, the sharp voice seemed to pierce the sky.
"Hmph, mere demon fox, don't be so rampant, in front of my god, I won't allow you to be presumptuous." Jingwei looked at the nine-tailed fox arrogantly, but the nine-tailed fox hesitated under the prestige of the god, until Qingxue urged, Jingwei launched an attack before rushing to fight with Jingwei.
"The spirit of the sun is in my body; I am like the spiritual wind, and the spiritual wind is like me."
"Ah~"
"The spirit of the sun is in my body; thunder and lightning are like me, and I am like thunder and lightning."
"Ah~"
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Photographed by the power of the gods, Nine Tails was at a disadvantage from the very beginning, and was even more unwilling to be scattered by Jingwei in the end. When it was about to disappear, it only had time to whimper to express its grievances to Qingxue.
The situation in this round changed. I don’t know how many clouds were blown to pieces. Standing high in the sky, even the fourth and fifth teams under our feet were in danger, causing the gods of death who were receiving treatment in the two teams to run out one after another. , for fear of being buried in it.
The people standing [-] Ling meters away stared dumbfounded at the man and bird in the middle, while looking around at the dilapidated scene, they cursed these two bad guys in their hearts.
Renji was staring at Qingxue in a daze, and suddenly felt a flash of spiritual pressure, which was somewhat familiar, and also eager to clarify something in his heart.He looked at Qingxue and the bird hesitantly, and finally left in a blink of an eye.
"Is it still not enough?" Qingxue frowned, tilted her head to think for a while, rubbed her forehead, and rose a little higher.
Qingxue tore off the sleeve of her right arm, revealing her white lotus root-like arm and the seal on it.The blood-red lotus, with flashes of light, is beautiful and dangerous.
Raising the murderous flute to the top of her head, Qingxue raised her hand and bit her left thumb, formed a seal with one hand, and then stroked the seal on her right arm. The dark red blood melted with the seal of the same color and disappeared, and then Qingxue's voice sounded : "Disintegrate, plunder, King Lanling."
The spiritual pressure broke out again, it was more than fifty times that of the swastika.The powerful spiritual pressure once again shocked everyone.At the end of the murderous whistle, hair-thin whips appeared, and there were three thousand whips.
Three thousand thin whips surged like waves, bursts of spiritual pressure flowing.Holding the whip of the murderous whistle in Qingxue's hand, she rushed towards Jingwei and swung it down.
Jingwei couldn't dodge in time, a whip as thin as a cow's hair fell on his body, it didn't hurt, just a wave of spiritual pressure was sucked away.
"What kind of ability is this?" Jing Wei sensed a threat, this was the first time the two felt threatened since they had been fighting for nearly twenty hours.
"Inspired by someone, I specially developed the ability. Three thousand green threads, the ability to absorb the enemy's spiritual pressure." Qingxue replied, her voice was very weak: "I suddenly discovered that I really have the foresight to use this ability. Move, to plunder your strength, so that you will be useless."
"You are really powerful. If I hadn't given you the blood of Emperor Yan back then, you would have become Shangguan Qingxue today?" Jingwei was impatient, he didn't expect this Shangguan Qingxue to be this kind of person.
"If it wasn't for helping you resist the power of the seal back then, would you have given me your blood?" Qingxue said leisurely, the content almost made Jingwei vomit blood.
"Stop talking nonsense, since we are the enemy, we must make a living today." Jingwei flapped his wings and rushed towards Qingxue, releasing a magic spell while rushing.
With anger, Jingwei broke the situation where you can't do anything to me, and I can't do anything to you.Facing the risk of being sucked away by Qingxue's spiritual pressure, Jingwei charged towards Qingxue with a thunderbolt all over his body.Qingxue withdrew three thousand blue silks wrapped around her for defense, but was blasted out by Jingwei's thunder and fire sword.
"Qingxue..." Fuzhu wanted to step forward, but he was worried that he would hold Qingxue back, because he could also see that this kind of battle was not for him to intervene at will.
Jingwei took advantage of the victory and pursued, recruiting to the point where he fell to his death in the snow.
"The spirit of chaos is in my body; the spirit wind is like me, and I am like the spirit wind." Qingling's voice sounded, and the violent wind followed, like a knife blade, wanting to peel off a layer of snow.
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