I Bound Aizen

Chapter 224 There is no happiness on your knife

"Little devil, let you see!"

"What is real power!"

While everyone was watching, Roshan grinned and pulled out the knife in his hand.

"Smash him to death, Guiyashan!"

The moment he uttered the liberation language, a storm of spiritual pressure suddenly erupted from Roshan's body.

The fierce spiritual pressure caused many members of the 11th squad to retreat again and again.

In the storm, the Zanpakuto in Roshan's hand shone brightly, rapidly becoming bigger and thicker.

In the blink of an eye, the one-meter-long Zanpakuto turned into a two-meter-long thick mace.

The shape is a bit like the sword of Aikawa Luowu, the captain of the Seventh Division.

It's just that Aichuan Luowu's mace has a long handle, and the mace as a whole gives people a very elastic feeling.

This "Ghost Yashan" gives people a very hard feeling.

Holding it here, there is an iron ring wrapped with red cloth.

Roshan swiped twice, the terrifying weight of the iron rod brought up a gust of wind around him.

Laymen watch the excitement, while experts watch the doorway.

Seeing these two swings, Mikami Yuu roared.

Judging from the strong wind brought by the mace just now, this should be a solid stick.

Its weight, to say the least, is several hundred catties.

Such a large weight, in Roshan's hands, is like paper, and there is no pressure in swinging it.

No matter how innate supernatural power is, it is difficult to do this.

Not surprisingly, this should be the opponent's Zanpakuto ability.

"interesting."

Mikami shook his neck, and walked in the direction of Roshan.

As he walked, he pulled off the death tyrant outfit on his upper body.

"Come on, let me see, do you have the strength of the 11th team!"

Seeing that Mikami Yu didn't even draw out his knife, and looked as if he was going to fight him directly, Roshan grinned.

"Little devil, before you die, remember my name!"

"My uncle's name is Gui Yancheng! He is the man who wants to kill you!"

While speaking, he took big strides and rushed towards Yu Mikami, raising the mace in his hand high.

When the distance between the two sides was only a few meters away, he let out a roar, and the mace slammed down with a sharp sound of wind—

boom! !

A huge explosion hit the position where Yu Mikami was standing.

"It's done!"

Gui Yancheng's eyes lit up.

On a tree branch in the distance, Mako Hirako sneered.

In the alley, Uzhi Hualiu had no expression on his face.

The members of the 11th team looked nervously at the smoke and dust thrown out by Guiyan City.

Mikami Yuu's figure gradually appeared in the smoke and dust.

He raised one arm, opened his palm, and supported the mace dropped by Gui Yancheng.

Although the ground under his feet was cracked layer by layer, it didn't affect him in the slightest.

Not even a little dust.

Seeing Yu Mikami's appearance, Oni Yancheng's eyes revealed a look of astonishment for the first time.

His Zanpakuto has the ability to cancel weight on himself.

This mace weighing more than 600 jins, in his hand, probably weighs less than 10 jins.

With his sturdy body, swinging a ten-jin stick is almost no different from playing with a wooden stick.

However, in terms of the external environment, there is no problem with the weight of the mace, which is more than 600 catties of genuine goods at a fair price.

Relying on this ability, he even easily defeated Da Xu known as "Yachukas".

I thought that this "thin" little **** of death in front of me could be smashed to death with a stick, but I didn't expect to be unscathed?

After a moment of astonishment, Gui Yancheng let out a loud roar and abruptly withdrew the mace.

Then, like a craftsman hammering a nail, he began to crazily hit Yu Mikami.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

The mace was like a torrential rain, constantly swinging up and down and falling down at an indescribable speed.

If it wasn't transformed by the Zanpakutō, an iron rod with such a heavy weight would have been torn and broken by its own weight.

After smashing more than a hundred times in one breath, Gui Yancheng grinned.

This time, can you still live?

He swung his mace vigorously, blowing away the billowing smoke in front of him.

With this blow, Gui Yancheng couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Mikami Yu's figure was still standing there.

This time, not even the ground under his feet had changed.

On him, there was a layer of liquid-like spiritual pressure flowing.

In the spiritual pressure, the power of the soul is mixed.

After more than a hundred hammers, all of them were relieved and absorbed by this layer of spiritual pressure.

And the energy generated in this process is continuously used to increase the temperature of this layer of spiritual pressure.

Facing the burly giant in front of him, Mikami Yuu sighed.

His eyes were full of disappointment.

"Not at all happy."

"Varied…"

"As a fighter, the captain of the 11th squad, his strength can be a little bit worse."

"But at least enjoy the process of fighting."

"From your knife, I don't feel the joy of fighting at all."

"Your iron rod, like the executioner's knife, only wants to kill people."

"No belief, no emotion, and no aesthetics..."

"How can a guy like you become Kenpachi?"

Under Oni Yancheng's surprised gaze, Mikami Yu raised his hand.

Following his movements, the spiritual pressure layer on his body gradually boiled.

At this moment, Gui Yancheng suddenly had a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

From the beginning of the battle to the present, the thin little Death God in front of him has never brought him a sense of crisis.

He once thought that this was a sign of the opponent's low strength.

But at this moment, Gui Yancheng clearly felt that the other party had the ability to take his life!

Just when he fell into a panic and was about to fight back desperately, Yu Mikami suddenly stopped.

He scratched his head: "Well...it seems a little bad."

"Although I don't like you, if I just kill you for no reason, wouldn't I be a... A villain?"

Mikami Yu looked around.

His eyes fell on the boss who had long been hiding in the distance and didn't even care about his own booth, and his eyes lit up.

"Hey! Boss! You said just now that this guy is a 'Plague God'. What do you mean by that?"

Hearing this, the boss was taken aback for a moment.

Then he subconsciously said: "This guy often robs food in several nearby districts. He just eats and never pays...We small vendors call him the God of Plague..."

"Oh, don't you pay for meals? That's a good reason."

Mikami clapped his hands.

Then, he turned his head and looked in one direction.

"Friends in the trees! What do you think?"

On the branch of a big tree in the distance, Mako Hirako grinned.

Although he was standing in this position, he didn't deliberately hide himself, but it was quite a test to detect his existence.

This kid, as expected of the captain, has been thinking of capturing him as a coolie, and his strength is indeed a bit outrageous.

With a flash of his figure, he came to Yu Mikami's side.

"This kind of stupid thing, what's there to say, it's disgusting to take it back, just dispose of it casually."

Hearing this, Mikami Yuu nodded.

Then he shouted to the distant alley:

"Sister in the alley! You are always... ahem, what do you think?"

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"ah?"

Hearing Yu Mikami's shout, Mako Hirako showed a puzzled expression.

Besides yourself, is there anyone else peeping?

He followed Yu Mikami's gaze and released his Reiatsu perception at the same time, but he didn't feel anything.

Just when he thought that Yu Mikami felt wrong and there was no one there, a figure slowly came out from the alley.

White feathers, two long braids tied around the chest.

Seeing this person, Hirako Mako widened her eyes.

The captain of the 4th division... Uno Hanaretsu!

Why is this senior here?

No, the problem is not this...

Senior was at such a close distance, yet he didn't feel it at all?

Although he had heard for a long time that this senior who seemed harmless to humans and animals was actually a terrifying existence, he never expected that it would be so outrageous.

etc.

If the senior's skill in hiding the spiritual pressure is so high that he can't even notice it at such a close distance, then how does Yu Mikami know that the senior is there?

Thinking of this, Mako Hirako's gaze towards Yu Mikami suddenly became a little weird.