The bright Zanpakutō was frozen in the air, Kotetsu Yuune's eyes widened, and there was only a "buzzing" sound in his mind, and everything went blank.
Unohana Retsu was in disbelief, recalling the touch that had just come from the Zanpakutō blade, as if in a dream, everything around him completely disappeared, leaving only a slightly fat body in front of him, wearing a vest and without a head.
"Captain, you killed...killed...Mr. Big Bear." Huche Yongyin's voice trembled, and his eyes were filled with darkness.
"Why doesn't he hide?" No one would think that one can still survive after his head is cut off, not even the God of Death, not the Quincy, nor the high-level Hollow with the talent of high-speed regeneration.
Isn't this true? Kotetsu Yuune knows that his captain is very strong, and he doesn't think that Mr. Big Bear has no resistance.
"Captain, is what he said true?" Hu Cheyong asked carefully with his nose sore, holding back his sadness.
Due to limited practicality, fortunately Kotetsu Yongin did not notice the details of Li Chuan taking the initiative to pass her neck, otherwise it would have really challenged the hardness of her heart.
Maozhihualie didn't answer. He had never seen anything like this in thousands of years, and it was the first time he took the initiative to give someone his head.
Do you really want to die?
Is it really like what Yongyin said? It’s impossible. Even so, it’s impossible to actively seek death. It’s definitely not as simple as it seems.
"Yongyin, look." At this time, Unohana Retsu put away his Zanpakutō and pointed in front of him and said.
Following the captain's gesture, Kotetsu Yone's beautiful face gradually formed a "0" shape.
There is no blood, yes, the cut on Mr. Big Bear's wound is smooth, and the fracture is glowing with white light, making it difficult to see clearly.
"Could it be..."
Just when Kotetsu Yone was still in a mess and temporarily lost the ability to think, a familiar voice came from above.
"There is a saying that I like very much in our hometown."
Looking up, Li Chuan's severed head was fixed in the air, with the same mean expression as before.
"Mr. Big Bear, you are okay."
"Yes, Vice Captain Yongyin."
Kotetsu Yone was pleasantly surprised and became unnatural. There was a headless body standing in front of him, with his head flying in the sky, and he greeted her as if nothing had happened. If it were at night, it would definitely be a phenomenal horror movie.
Li Chuan continued to use his greasy smile, trying to burst out strong longing: "Captain Maozhihua, do you know what happiness is?"
"Happiness is something I can't refuse, just like your sword. I can't find any reason why I can't bear it."
"Broken Dao No. 88: The flying dragon strikes the thief and the sky-shattering thunder cannon." There was no emotion or anger in the cold and decisive voice.
Unohana Reikido's attainments are at the top in the entire Soul Society, and giving up the power of chanting the No. 88 Kidō has been the goal that most Shinigami have been looking up to throughout their lives.
He hit Li Chuan's head in the next second, which was not enough.
The flying dragon's thieves-shattering thunder cannon has considerable power, but it can only be used against ordinary opponents.
Kotetsu Yuune couldn't help but retreat, looking at the two people on the field worriedly. Now she couldn't intervene at all, and the usually dignified captain was angry at this moment.
Unohana Retsu was not as gentle as usual, and the cold spiritual pressure turned into countless sharp sword energy at this moment. An ordinary Shinigami would be torn into pieces in an instant if he stepped into it.
"The Sixty-one Six-Stand Light Prison of the Binding Dao" Six pieces of light firmly lock an electric light.
"The Sixty-Three Chains of Binding Dao." A thick chain appeared out of thin air, like a giant python wrapping six staffs of light prison layer by layer.
If that wasn't enough, he clasped his hands together and chanted: "The Seventy-nine Nine Bindings of the Dao of Binding."
As soon as he finished speaking, black circular alien spiritual pressure appeared out of thin air around the chain that wrapped Li Chuan's head, and was distributed and arranged.
"Captain." Kotetsu Yongyin looked worried.
Seeing that Li Chuan had no reaction, Uzuki Hana Retsu had no intention of letting him go easily. As the top Shinigami in the Soul Society, his innate arrogance could be challenged and teased by anyone?
"The turbid heraldry is faintly revealed, the unruly and arrogant talent; the surge, denial, paralysis, moment, hindering the eternal sleep. The crawling steel princess, the clay doll who constantly mutilates itself, combines, rebounds, and extends to the ground, knowing
It’s your own powerlessness! The Ninety-Ninety of the Broken Path - Black Coffin!"
Under the chanting of Maozhihua Lie's whole body spiritual pressure, the black wall-shaped rectangular body extended from bottom to top, and in a blink of an eye, Li Chuan was trapped in all directions without blind spots, exuding a heart-stopping aura.
A large number of black shadow blades appeared out of thin air and repeatedly pierced Li Chuan's position.
At the same time, the Seireitei captain level instantly felt a familiar burst of spiritual pressure.
It was in the direction of the Fourth Squadron. Chun Shui was lying lazily on the grass, sipping a glass of wine, and said sadly: "What an eventful year it has been."
Ukitake said nothing, looking thoughtfully in the direction of Division 4.
Old man Yamamoto stood on the edge of the first team balcony, silent.
Kenpachi Zaraki looked at the direction of the burst of spiritual pressure in the distance, his face expressionless, but his trembling right hand betrayed his inner injustice.
"Captain Aizen, it seems that the passenger did something he shouldn't have done." Ichimaru Gin's tone remained the same everlasting frivolity.
After returning from Hueco Mundo, Aizen has returned to his gentle and approachable appearance, completely different from the arrogant and arrogant person before.
"It seems so." Aizen smiled: "There are not many people who can make the captain of the fourth team take action."
"Yes, yes."
Tosen didn't reply. He was determined to become the most loyal guard around Master Aizen, and he could remain calm even if the world collapsed.
"silver."
"Um?"
"Can you tell us more about what happened between you and Mr. Big Bear last time?"
Ichimaru Gin once again recounted the scene of his encounter with Li Chuan. This is already the fifth time. Sosuke Aizen is the top genius in the Soul Society. He has to listen to one thing over and over again five times, let alone five times.
Both times were unheard of.
It's still the same version, Ichimaru Gin will tell it again without some details.
Aizen listened very carefully, occasionally interjecting questions, and Ichimaru Gin answered easily.
"It's rare to see a cautious Captain Aizen." Ichimaru Gin smiled, couldn't he tell the truth?
"No, Silver, Master Aizen doesn't need to be cautious..."
Aizen raised the frame on the bridge of his nose: "Yes, Yin is right."
"Yes, Aizen-sama."
"The flowers on the cliff become beautiful because of courage. People are just apes in clothes. Gods are just mortals who are good at disguising. They are the product of self-deception and paranoia if they cannot disguise themselves. In the process of exploring the unknown and seeking evidence, caution is the best thing for mortals.
Not much sanity can be maintained.”
"Staying away from wild beasts is also prudence itself."
After saying that, Aizen turned to Ichimaru Gin: "Gin, I have discovered a few new questions and I hope you can help me solve them."
…
Continuously releasing high-level ghosts and completely chanting the black coffin, Maozhihualie, who was as powerful as the thousand-year-old god of death, was a little overwhelmed. After calming down, his eyes turned to Li Chuan's headless body, and he was about to continue taking action.
Another greasy and mean voice sounded in my ears.
"She is indeed the woman that I, Nobi Nobita, like, the black coffin is quite powerful."