Bleach Swordsman of Kusajishi - Chapter 257

[Chapter 255 The Holy Word]

“It seems that this boring battle is finally over.”

Looking at Kirujie, whose limbs were abolished not far away, Kimura Muyang said softly.

Ever since he was hit by Ichimaru Gin’s attack for the first time, the ending has been doomed. A battle of this level, as long as there is one negligence, is doomed.

Standing behind Kimura Muyang with her arms folded, Harribel’s face did not show any expression, she just stared coldly at the battle situation over there.

For her, the Death God or the Quincy Exterminator were all enemies, and they had nothing to do with her.

A strange feeling suddenly came through his mind, and Harribel’s brows raised slightly.

The virtual circle now is different from before. It is basically the base camp of the Quincy. They are now only three people in the enemy’s hinterland. Halibel can’t help but be careful, so since she came to the virtual circle, she thought The probe nerve is always on.

Just now, her probing nerves suddenly noticed a trace of incongruity, but was there any substantial information detected.

“What’s wrong?”

Feeling Halibel’s abnormality, Kimura Muyang turned his head slightly and asked.

“No, it’s nothing.”

Since you don’t have the exact feeling, don’t say it, maybe it’s just because you’re too nervous.

Thinking like this, Halibel shook her head slightly, suppressing the sense of incongruity in her heart.

Glancing at Halibel, who had a strange color on his face, a look of understanding flashed in Kimura Muyang’s eyes. It seemed that it was not only him, but Halibel also felt that sense of incongruity just now. , as if he had forgotten something.

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“Don’t worry, my sharp gun is very fast.”

With a strange smile on his face, Ichimaru Gin pointed the tip of his Zanpakutō at Kirujie not far away.

Under normal circumstances.

He disdains to kill this kind of guy who has lost the ability to resist, but now it is war!

“Magic gun!”

A bright white light flashed instantly in his hand.

But just when Ichimaru Gin’s hands burst into a dazzling light, Kirujie, who was

lying not far from him, suddenly moved.

A pair of wings made of spirits spread out behind Kiruji.

Countless tiny spiritual threads on his wings were connected to his limbs. With the help of those thin threads, Kirujie, who was already crippled, instantly disappeared from the spot at an extraordinary speed. Then he appeared behind Ichimaru Gin.

The sword in his hand pointed directly at Ichimaru Gin’s back, and a strange expression appeared on Kirujie’s face. Although he was dead, at least, at the last moment of his life.

He wants to dedicate his last strength to the future of the [Invisible Empire].

The face of Ichimaru Gin, who turned his back to Kirujie, did not show the slightest panic, even if the enemy who should have been crippled suddenly stood up and disappeared in front of his eyes at an abnormal speed.

The Zanpakutō that had been stretched out had returned to its shape at some point, with a sly smile on his face, Ichimaru Gin’s Zanpakutō passed through his armpit, and the tip of the blade was directly facing Kirujie behind him.

At the same time that the Zanpakutō in Ichimaru Gin’s hand burst into dazzling light again, Kirujie’s face had a frenzied expression, and a ray of light shot from the tip of his blade.

Pugh~~~ The sharp blade easily penetrated Kiruji

‘s chest, annihilating all his vitality.

“Long live the Invisible Empire!” A

wisp of blood slipped from the corner of his mouth, and Kirujie’s face was full of satisfaction, even though he was indeed dead.

But his own attack did hit the enemy.

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“What is this!”

Looking at something not far away that trapped Ichimaru Gin like a cage, a trace of confusion flashed in Kimura Muyang’s eyes.

“It looks very similar to the ghost of the god of death.” Harribel said, “but…”

“But this is definitely not the ghost of the ghost. The way this kind of spirit is composed is completely different from the ghost of the god of death. Perhaps it can be said to be the exact opposite.”

Kimura Muyang said.

This kind of thing should be the unique skill of Quincy master, but I don’t know if this is a move that all Quincy masters can use, or the unique skill of the dead Quincy master.

Looking at Ichimaru Gin in the cage, Kimura Muyang’s eyes flashed with a hint of caution. He could see that Ichimaru Gin was seriously attacking and trying to destroy the cage, but the result was very unsatisfactory.

Even though Ichimaru Gin’s attack fell on the cage, there was no damage to the cage.

“Ichimaru’s attack was so intense. But we couldn’t hear any sound outside. It seems that it has the function of blocking sound.

” The message is passed on to the outside world.” A

voice suddenly sounded behind Kimura Muyang.

Pfft—

the cold glow suddenly appeared, with a little blood on the ground.

“Who are you?” I

don’t know when the Zanpakutō was unsheathed, and it was hanging by Kimura Muyang’s side, with a trace of blood remaining on the blade.

Seeing the enemy retreating into the distance, Kimura Muyang was slightly startled. Before the opponent made a sound, he didn’t even notice it.

“It appeared very early.”

As if seeing through the thoughts in Kimura Muyang’s heart, the odd-looking old man opposite said with a grin, with a slight smile on his face, as if he was mocking something.

“Let’s continue with the previous topic, the holy text of Kirujie is [j], the Kirujie of ‘prison’, if he is hit by his ability, he will be trapped in the spiritual cage, that thing is It’s hard to destroy.”

“Holy character [j]? It seems that you have heard some great news.”

“Ah, you have been fighting for so long, I thought you already knew all these things, It seems that I accidentally leaked information. UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com”

showed a look of surprise on his face, and then he restrained himself, and the visitor put on an expression of indifference.

“But it doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter~~~”

“Yeah, it doesn’t matter, no matter what you say, it won’t change the fact that I want to kill you.” As

soon as the voice fell, Kimura Muyang appeared. In front of the weird old man, the Zanpakutō in his hand swung down.

“Huh?”

There was a hint of confusion on Kimura Muyang’s face. He raised his Zanpakutō and placed it in front of him. Why did the original enemy disappear?

and many more?

The enemy…who is it?

“Fortunately, his speed was taken into consideration, otherwise, another wound would have been added to his

body.” Not far from Kimura Muyang, the strange Quincy Master reached out and touched his chest with a hint of fear on his face. expression.

(To be continued)