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Chapter 318 Zanpakuto

While talking, two spider threads sputtered towards them. Yamada Hanataro quickly turned over and got up from the ground, frantically running, hiding from place to place, and ran away from the distance of more than ten meters. He finally climbed up to the roof out of breath.

Except for his own brother, Zetian Meow had never seen such a weak person, and was even a little dumbfounded for a while.

However, her brother's weak chicken is just an illusion, but Yamada Hanataro's weak chicken is real.

Conscious that he didn't help at all, and seemed to be holding back his teammates, the teenager watched the battle nervously while clutching at the roof, and asked worriedly, "Master Guardian Spirit Beast, Rukia-san still can't beat that broken face Ah, or do you have a special way to get Rukia to use that knife?"

Sawada Ya recovered, "Of course not."

The Zanpakuto of the God of Death are all one-on-one, soul-bound, if you want to use someone else's Zanpakutō, unless you have the same soul frequency as that person.But this is impossible at all, twins have different soul frequencies, if Zanpakuto can be used universally, unless two people are mitotically split from one soul.

But although you can't use other people's Zanpakuto, there are actually other ways to borrow power.

Sawada Ya: "Anyway, Rukia will be fine, just watch."

"Really, really?" Yamada Hanatarou said with a mournful face, "But Rukia-san seems to be surrounded by that shattered spider web..."

He was right. At this moment, the battle between Rukia the Deadwood and Pomian in the courtyard below seemed to be at a disadvantage.

She flipped around the broken surface, and before she could get close, she was forced back by the almost endless spider threads.The entire courtyard was woven into a giant web, and he himself was the spider in the center of the web, spraying the spider silk in an orderly manner, blocking Rukia's escape route step by step.

Although the knife in Rukia's hand can cut off the spider silk, the other party seems to intend to replenish the quality with quantity, and the spider silk web has gradually evolved into a spider silk sea.

"Miss Rukia has no way to get close to that broken face!" Yamada Hanataro knelt on the roof and looked more and more desperate.

While he was speaking, the black-haired girl had been forced to a corner of the yard by the spider's thread, she dodged to the side, and several streams of white slime that had been lying in ambush shot up into the sky, submerging her from the waist down in an instant.

"Hahahahaha..."

Pomian in the middle of the web raised his head and laughed triumphantly. The parts below his body have been completely transformed into spiders. His eight skinny legs stepped on the spider web, and three pairs of eyes appeared on his upper body from the shoulders to the waist and abdomen, turning around in unison. Sometimes it's so scary that it makes people chill all over.

"Reaper, did you still fall into my net?" He looked at Rukia and licked his lips, with a greedy and brutal look in his eyes, "I remembered, you seem to be a nobleman, like A little girl like you with delicate skin and tender flesh must have more taste when chewing, right?"

Rukia took a deep breath and raised her head, "First of all, I grew up in Liuhun Street. I am not the same as the nobleman you expected, and I may disappoint you. Secondly... this sentence is what I think You said, it was you who fell into the net, right?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the golden light faintly lit up through the cobwebs covering the ground, and along the route she just avoided, it happened to form a gossip.

Po Mian was startled suddenly, but he was too late to dodge.Rukia flipped the wrist of her free left hand, raised her two fingers together, and shouted in a hoarse voice, "61 Change of Binding Dao!"

The golden chains popped out from eight directions, passing directly through the broken body and pinning his lower body to the ground.Immediately afterwards, rows of beams of light descended from the sky, building a solid cell along the shape of the gossip, and finally a boulder in the shape of a hill fell straight down on the beams of light, not only smashing the broken surface down , and completely sealed the cell.

The spider-like Daxu struggled on the ground with his eight thin legs, but he couldn't break free no matter what.He seems to know a lot about the god of death, but he seems to have never heard of this strange Taoism Binding Gai, otherwise he would not have been accidentally tricked, and he couldn't help roaring, "What the hell is this?" thing?!"

"It's not 'ghost thing'," Lukia replied seriously, "it's 61·Reform of Bindao—Eight Trigram Lock Bar Thunder Light Prison II!"

Sawada Yamiao slipped and almost fell off the top of Yamada Hanataro.

...It's really obvious that it's Minato's name.

He also deliberately helped to simplify the speech spirit. Could it be because the long long long name is extremely time-consuming to pronounce in battle?

"What the hell?" Pomian was dumbfounded.

"Eight Trigram Lock Bar Thunder Light Prison Type II," Lukia continued to explain seriously, "Although it is the No.60 No. 1 improved binding method, it can only last for [-] minute when I use it now."

"Oh, so that's the case..."

Pomface sneered knowingly, and shook again, "No wonder you can use this level of Dao Binding like you. It's just to imprison me for 1 minute. After 1 minute, I will definitely kill you all!" ……Light……"

As if the classic plot was reappearing, he still couldn't finish his pretense, Rukia didn't listen to his words at all and threw the Zanpakuto in his hand.

With a flash of cold light, the sharp blade pierced Pomian's chest like an arrow from the string.

The black-haired girl shouted loudly, "Master Guardian Spirit Beast, it's now!"

"I said I want to be called 'sister'!"

Sawada Ya jumped down from the top of Hanataro's head, like a fluffy dandelion, falling on the handle of Zanpakuto with the wind.

She raised her head, a pair of light purple cat pupils were too clean, reflecting the sunlight falling from the sky.

The broken face that had been pierced through the chest throbbed and pulled the chain in pain, and was about to roar when he met her eyes for some reason, and suddenly frightened, and opened his mouth but could not make a sound.

"Swastika." The kitten looked at him and softly activated the speech spirit, "Shoot him, God kills the gun."

The storm formed by the blades suddenly erupted with the Zanpakuto as the center, roaring and sweeping in all directions.Like a tsunami rushing towards a village, the broken surface in front of it, including the light prison that locked the broken surface, was submerged almost in an instant.

And then to ashes.

I don't know if the wind blowing into the yard was also frightened, and it stopped unconsciously.

Kneeling beside the eaves, Yamada Hanataro's eyes were straightened, a strand of black hair that had just protruded from the roof fell like a feather in front of his eyes, and turned into powder before it hit the ground.

The yard was very quiet, and the ground below seemed to have just been washed by a nuclear bomb, and it was too clean.

His mind didn't know if it was completely shut down. He stared blankly at the scene of thousands of miles away, and then he said, "Ah, that's great, we don't need to weed..."

"pat".

The Zanpakuto with only the handle left fell to the ground and rolled twice.Rukia was finally awakened by the movement, and subconsciously looked at the kitten who had teleported her back to the roof just at the very moment.

It nimbly jumped down from the eaves, walked to the broken handle and looked down at it.

The air was too quiet for a while, the black-haired girl looked at the fragments on the ground with her, and offered to apologize, "Sorry, I didn't expect..."

"It has nothing to do with Rukia," the kitten shook his head, "it can only be used once."

She paused slightly, and lowered her voice, "This is the sword my brother used before he found his own Zanpakuto, and a wisp of 卍解 power is sealed inside."

Rukia: "So the swastika just now belonged to your elder brother?"

"No, it belonged to one of his friends." The kitten sighed and said helplessly, "My brother was unlucky at that time, he was obviously very weak, but I don't know why he always encountered strange things whenever he went out for an internship. It's the super difficult Da Xu..."

…………

The setting sun is like blood.

The brown-haired boy was panting and running on the wasteland, and the beast-like panting behind him followed him like a shadow. It was Da Xu who had been chasing him since he met him outside the city.

Suddenly, he staggered, tripped over a gravel, and leaned forward.The moment he fell to the ground, he mobilized the last of his strength and rolled to the side, Daxu's tongue, which was ejected with the wind pressure, almost touched his shoulder and penetrated deep into the ground.

Dark shadows approached from all directions, he half-kneeled up, held the knife in one hand and looked up, saw the left, right and behind him, three Xu Xu who had been waiting here for an unknown amount of time slowly surrounded him.It turned out that the big xu had been chasing him for so long just to drive him into this trap.

The brown-haired boy pursed his lips, and stood up unsteadily while holding the knife tightly. A red line slipped from the wound on his arm and flowed across the blade along his wrist.

Da Xu, who chased him here, giggled, "Reaper, are you finally unable to run?"

It maliciously looked at the prey in front of it, wanting to admire the frightened and desperate expression of the god of death, but never wanted the other party to patrol around, and was slightly relieved after sweeping its eyes over them.

"You all chased me here, which means that Mr. Xingmu and the others are safe there."

Da Xu, who didn't get the response he wanted, narrowed his eyes, "When death is approaching, do you still care about others?"

"No," the brown-haired boy raised his knife and said softly, "I won't die."

His Zanpakuto could not be undone yet, and his physical strength was running low. It seemed that he had no chance of winning in the face of a few swarming Daxu.

The big ones think so too.They had the upper hand and forced the brown-haired boy to retreat steadily.

But I don't know what happened during the whole process. When the only one realized it, it was the only one of their four companions left.

At the same time, the knife in the other party's hand was also broken by him, and he fell into a dead end.

But this still couldn't alleviate its rage, it was so angry that it almost lost its mind, kicked all fours on the ground, roared, and rushed towards the prey to give him the final punishment.

Sawada Tsunayoshi tried his best to support his body and raised his head. The black shadow was like the shadow of death under the hood, but his eyes were suddenly in a trance, and his eyes fell on the sunset behind Daxu.

"Here you come, Silver."

A cold light flashed like lightning, and the black shadow reflected on his retina was neatly divided into two.

Blood of a strange color spurted out and splashed on the ground under his feet.

Daxu's body was thrown aside like being thrown garbage, and a thin and small shadow appeared in front of Zetian Tsunayoshi instead of him.

"How many times is this month, Tsunaji-kun? If I don't arrive in time, you will die." The silver-haired boy said in a relaxed tone with the corners of his eyes bent, while stretching out his hand that wasn't holding a knife.

"Don't talk about it," Sawada Tsunayoshi exhaled, and raised his hand to hold him embarrassingly, "And until you find me, I will definitely try to live."

"However, Yin, can you hurry up next time, the wound hurts so much QAQ."

"You are too weak, Tsunaji-kun, you need to exercise."

"This kind of exercise is too exciting, Silver!"

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silver……

Ichimaru Gin opened his eyes.The blades of grass blown by the wind slowly brushed against the side of his face, and the light of the setting sun fell on his pupils, blurring his field of vision into orange.

He closed his eyes slowly, and then turned around, "It's been this time again."

On the western horizon, the setting sun set fire to half of the sky. He looked at this gorgeous red glow, but suddenly an irrelevant thought popped up in his heart.

"Are the persimmons from Kuchiki's house ripe?" the silver-haired young man said to himself, "I'm craving dried persimmons."