If Li Chuan knew what Lan Ran was thinking, he would definitely smile.
Use yourself to restrain yourself, you can't think of it.
At this moment, the cut space particles suddenly moved and flew towards Li Chuan under everyone's gaze.
"Is there any follow-up?" Everyone thought at the same time, and everyone watched intently for fear of missing something.
After all, this is the first time the other party has officially demonstrated his abilities.
The relationship between the two parties has reached a deadlock, and it needs to be eased unless certain conditions are met, and this condition is unknown to everyone.
There are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests.
Profit drives the instinct to pursue advantages and avoid disadvantages.
It was already late at night, and only the bare scorched earth remained in the originally elegant and fragrant Fourth Squadron base camp.
Countless streams of red particles flew towards a fat figure.
When it stopped in front of the figure, the red particles behind it did not stop and continued to surge up.
It turns out that when they gathered at a point, they began to merge one by one. The red light in the space particles at the front deepened visibly to the naked eye, turning from orange-red to bright red in the blink of an eye.
Captain Yamamoto frowned slightly. The passenger in front of him had a lot of tricks up his sleeve. Whether it was abilities or items, any one of them on the Shinigami was a trump card.
It's good for him, he has them all. When did such a mysterious family appear in this world?
In the end, all the particles were successfully fused, and a brand new particle appeared. Li Chuan smiled and put it away.
He raised his head, a faint light flashed in his eyes, and said: "Your Excellency, Captain, I'm here."
As soon as he finished speaking, the right hand holding the Zanpakutō suddenly thrust into the void, submerging the entire arm.
At the same time, a Zanpakutō broke through the space in front of him, appeared out of the air, and appeared horizontally in front of Yamamoto Genryusai. Before he could react, the blade turned into a stream of light and slashed towards his unprepared neck.
The speed was so fast that no one present could react.
"Ding." At the critical moment, Yamamoto Genryusai used Shunpo and quickly raised the Ryuken Wakahu to block the attack.
This time he saw clearly that it was an arm holding a Zanpakutō.
It's just that this arm looks more and more strange. Isn't it Li Chuan's?
After missing a hit, the surface of the arm connected to the Zanpakutō began to blur and fade, until it disappeared from sight.
Looking up, he saw that the other person was still where he was. The only difference was that his right arm had disappeared.
Seeing this scene, everyone understood, especially Unohana Retsu, whose eyes shone with a charming light: the swordsmanship was still so good, and the hand holding the Zanpakutō couldn't help but tremble.
At this moment, she seemed to see a new world.
"You are worthy of being the captain. Looking at the entire Soul Society, you are the only one who can avoid this knife." Li Chuan praised him while moving his hands faster.
"Peng" Yamamoto Genryusai turned around and swung his sword to block Li Chuan's attack again, and said coldly: "Boy, don't think that repeating the same trick will be effective."
"Humph." The smile on Li Chuan's face turned to contempt: "Then, go faster."
Having said that, the Zanpakuto struck again at an extremely tricky angle. Yamamoto Genryusai was already on guard and blocked it effortlessly.
Without stopping, in a few breaths, Li Chuan attacked hundreds of times, chopping, stabbing, prodding... from all angles, like a violent storm.
Looking from a distance, Yamamoto Genryusai is shrouded in a looming phantom.
Yamamoto Genryusai had to work hard and cooperate with each other in Shunpo Baida. He dodged, dodged, jumped, and moved, and blocked all Li Chuan's attacks in a systematic and methodical manner.
However, Li Chuan didn't give him any time to breathe, and his arm shuttle speed increased by three points.
Yamamoto Genryusai defended while thinking about how to counterattack, but the opponent's attack was completely unpredictable. If he hadn't had thousands of years of experience and strong fighting instincts, he might have been injured.
Shunsui, Thirteenth Lang did not lose unjustly, and of the entire Gotei Thirteen Team, he was the only one who could resist.
As Li Chuan's attack speed increased, Yamamoto Genryusai's sword swing speed also had to increase, and he tried to adopt a head-on approach in every defense. It was only when he got to the back that Yamamoto Genryusai discovered something was wrong.
Based on past combat experience, anyone who fights against him, even if they are facing Shijie, should try to avoid head-on confrontation.
His ability to wield a blade like fire is no secret in Soul Society, and its surface temperature is infinitely close to that of the sun.
5500℃.
It's simply not something a Zanpakutō can withstand.
The same was true for Yhwach a thousand years ago. There was no existence that could confront Liu Ren Ruo Huo head-on.
But now it appears.
He didn't know that Li Chuan's Zanpakutō was a Zanpakutō specially customized by Wang Yue of the Soul Palace Nimeiya to seal a Daxu.
Maybe it's not as good as Liu Ren Ruo Huo, but it's definitely not a weakling.
Yamamoto Genryusai once again blocked Li Chuan's attack. His heart moved, and a hot spiritual pressure suddenly burst from the Ryuken Wakahu. The arm holding the knife was knocked away by surprise, and the speed of disappearing from the space was slowed down for a moment.
This moment was enough for Yamamoto Genryusai. He stepped on his feet and disappeared from the spot.
He was already ten feet away when he appeared, but Li Chuan's attack followed the bone-attached maggot like a shadow, giving him no chance to breathe at all.
Seeing this, the flames in Yamamoto Genryusai's pupils suddenly swelled, and he repeated his trick to knock his arm back, but Li Chuan had already defended himself and remained motionless.
At this time, Yamamoto Genryusai's cold face became more ruthless.
The Ryuken Ruohuo uses the blade body as a fulcrum, and uses gentle strength to quickly control and surround Li Chuan's Zanpakutō. When the rotation speed reaches the extreme, he lifts it upwards and suddenly draws it out.
The arm holding the knife suddenly lost its balance.
At this moment, Yamamoto Genryusai suddenly jumped up and shouted "drink". He raised the blade like fire and slashed it down with the force of Mount Tai.
He had no intention of showing any mercy and planned to cut off Li Chuan's arm directly.
The arm in the air had already adjusted. Facing Yamamoto Genryusai's counterattack, he was not afraid. Instead, he clenched his fist and held the knife, with the tip of the knife pointing upward, and faced it at the same speed.
A gorgeous blood flower bloomed quietly in the night sky.
a long time.
Li Chuan shook off the remaining blood stains on the blade and said casually: "If you wait a little longer, your head will be mine."
His attitude was calm and taken for granted, as if the person facing him was not the most powerful Death God in a thousand years, but an ordinary Death God.
Yamamoto Genryusai covered his injured neck with his left hand, and blood flowed faintly from the gaps between his fingertips.
Compared with just now, he looked slightly tired at this time.
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"Sir, Captain..." Nemu appeared behind Niryuri at some unknown time.
Before he could finish speaking, a white palm slapped her to the ground.
Nirvana looked at the big screen, thoughtfully: "This traveler has many incredible abilities, and the strength of his spiritual pressure is unprecedented. The only one who can compare with it is the captain."
"However, he doesn't seem to have much combat experience..."