Urahana Ichiro held up the arm that was scorched by the White Thunder in the Fourth Broken Path. The scorched and bloody arm flew up on his back as he stepped on the spirit son in the air.
There was fear on his face, and his eyes were indescribably terrifying.
Before coming here, he never imagined that the child who killed his brother would have such a perverted ability. He could successfully perform the broken path just by watching him perform it with the naked eye, and the speed would be faster than his own.
Make improvements immediately.
What kind of monster is this? What kind of perversion is this?
His spiritual pressure cannot suppress him, his ability to control spirit energy is not as good as his, his singing of Kidō is not as fast as his, his swordsmanship skills are not as strong as his, Urahana Ichiro's back is dripping with cold sweat.
He turned his head and glanced back, and saw Haile running on the spirit son in the air, his face expressionless, and he was chasing after him indifferently, not nervous at all, as if he was consuming all his strength.
, and then completely killed himself.
After all, a formal god of death has quite a lot of spiritual power in his body, which can even be considered to be much more than that of Hare.
It can be said that the strength and spiritual power of an official god of death are at least 60 times more powerful than that of Hal.
But it was because of this that Urahana Ichiro felt despair.
Even with this gap, he couldn't defeat him. He could no longer understand how far Haier controlled the spirit son, and what kind of control technology he had to defeat a man with fifty years of training experience, perseverance, and no reason.
One day, the wind and rain will extinguish the training of oneself.
"What do you want to do?" Urahana Ichiro couldn't help but turn his head and look at Haile again, frightening the dead soul.
Hale was closer to him than before.
He couldn't help but roared angrily, and once again used a large amount of spiritual power to use Shunpo to widen the distance.
"It's a shallow blow on your hand." Haile responded without hesitation.
He has a great interest in the shallow attack made by the master of the Phoenix Palace, "Sword God" Nikaiya Wang Yue, and which he calls "the most powerful weapon with unlimited development potential".
The prototype of this Zanpakutō was written by its owner with his own spirit and beliefs, thus becoming the only Zanpakutō.
Weapons that have developed all kinds of strange and special abilities are extremely special existences.
Haile also wanted to know what his initial understanding was.
Although I felt it vaguely, I still wanted to confirm it in advance.
Originally, he planned to teach Ichimaru Gin and Rangiku while walking through Rukongai, heading to Seireitei, and entering the Mao Spiritual Arts Academy to learn more about ghost ways and the analysis of spirit energy. Of course, he would inevitably get a handful of
Hit and open your own initial solution.
Now it's okay for him to get a shallow shot in advance.
As for Urahana Ichiro's life, there is no need to exist.
You offended yourself and still want to run away?
"Asshole!" Urahana Ichiro burst into anger with suppressed anger.
The shallow hammer in his hand has been instilled in his spirit, belief, and desire for decades. It is the hope that he hopes for Shijie and becomes the chief officer day and night. Even if he dies, he cannot give up.
The desire to be solved has become an obsession like his inner demon.
He would rather die than let go of this shallow beating.
Haer coveted his own dagger, which made Ichiro Uraka so frustrated that his anger soared. He held the dagger tightly in one hand and gritted his teeth, just as Haer was about to catch up.
"Breaking Path No. 11: Thunder and Lightning!" Urahana Ichiro chanted quickly, and the thunder flashed with intense lightning on the shallow strike.
He turned around and slashed at Haer with his knife.
The lightly wound broken path No. 11·The thunder and lightning bursts spread out, like hundreds of pythons spreading in the air, and the chirping sound of thunder was like the chirping of thousands of birds.
This is the most proud, familiar and powerful move of Urahana Ichiro. He has trained it for more than thirty years. No ordinary officer can withstand this power grid spread by thunder and lightning.
In his expectant eyes, Haier was directly entangled by the thunder and surrounded into a ball.
"bingo!"
Urahana Ichiro felt happy, and when surprise rose in his eyes, he saw thunder passing through Haer's figure like a snake net.
Haile's figure disappeared in the thunder.
The tip of Sakura's sword penetrated Urahana Ichiro's chest, bringing out the slightest trace of blood.
Haile was behind Urakaichiro, stabbing him with a sword with a dull face.
Urahana Ichiro's fighting skills are actually not very good. He relies on his proficiency in Kidō and Kendo.
But for me, it’s just delivering food.
"You...you...you...how is it possible?" Urahana Ichiro was very unwilling, blood gushed out from his throat, and he looked down at the tip of the sword that pierced his chest.
This time, he didn't even touch the corner of Haier's clothes, so he used his most powerful and skillful move in vain.
Haer shook his head, "It's just using the instantaneous spirit particles to contact the sunlight to create a light and shadow effect, leaving a phantom behind."
Haile explained it briefly, and found that there was nothing too strange about it.
But the operability is just straight up.
When Shunpo exploded in an instant, the spirit was shaken out of control, and it was impossible to do what Haer said.
Urahana Ichiro knew the principle of Shunpo, and he directly understood how high the operational component was between Hale's words.
"So that's it! The gap...cough~~~"
Is the difference so big?
You can even do this kind of thing!
Urahana Ichiro coughed up a lot of blood and leaned forward with a miserable face. His body twitched from Sakura's sword, and all his spirit energy was out of control. He could no longer stand in the sky and fell from the sky.
He held Qianda tightly in his hand, and when he dropped it, he turned to look at Haile.
Suddenly, he forcefully slapped the hand on his hand towards Haile, and then he laughed miserably, causing blood to flow from his lips, and then fell down.
"Show me... the scenery of Shijie."
He laughed miserably, fell down, hit the tree trunk repeatedly, and fell on the stone wall. His body lay on it, and his eyes were miserable as he died.
She looked down at him indifferently, and held the shallow teat in her hand. The shallow teat trembled slightly, and the vibration eliminated all the spirit and belief that Urakaichiro had poured into her, as well as her strong desire to begin to understand.
Everything about him left with his death.
The gentle slap on Haer's hand made it glow slightly as if it was baptized by his spirit.
A feeling that was almost a direct dialogue between the soul and himself arose in Haer's heart.
He held the shallow gun upright in front of him, looked at it briefly, then put it down, and walked back towards the village with his footsteps in the sky.
After a while, we arrived at the village.
The location where the battle took place formed a black and scorched pit, and many villagers looked worriedly at Haile's return from a distance.
"Um?"
Haer's eyes were slightly sharp as he looked at the arrow left by Gin Ichimaru.
This chapter has been completed!