Marvel With Zanpakuto - Chapter 788

[Chapter 691]

Holy text: Visionaries.

The specific form of its ability is to instantly turn the things imagined in the mind into reality.

It can only be used to create objects out of thin air, not to destroy or transform objects out of thin air, unless the object is created by itself.

The Visionary is known as one of the most buggy holy text abilities. The original owner’s death method is so bizarre and nonsensical that it is no less than Yohabach, who was beheaded by a sword in the finale.

In layman’s terms, it is a certain version of reality gems.

But even so, with all kinds of restrictions, it still cannot shake the powerful BUG status of the visionary.

In a sense it is.

Whether a visionary is strong or not depends on three points: the size of your brain hole, your own knowledge reserve, and the firmness of your will. As long as you meet the above three elements, then you are omnipotent in disguise.

After three waves of meteorite rain.

The endless hell has become full of pits and pits. There are huge pits of 1,800 meters everywhere, black smoke billows everywhere, the surface shows granular crystallization, and the air remains unbearably high temperature.

Maozhihua Baqianliu was almost completely naked, and her clothes were torn apart by the storm that fell from the meteorite. Her skin as white as suet was exposed, covered with large black scars, against the billowing black smoke rising from all around her. A different kind of beauty, like a broken work of art.

“How, do you want to continue?”

With a playful smile, Lorde looked at Uzhihua who was still stubborn, stubborn and unyielding, and said, “Although I can’t bear it, but as long as it can make you admit defeat , I don’t mind continuing.” The

implication is.

Before Uzhihua gave up and conceded defeat, he would keep summoning meteorites, making this supposedly a peak match between two sides killing each other and kendo into a boring battle.

“You must have underestimated me too much.”

Maozhihua Baqianliu’s eyes were filled with murderous intent, and her crystal jade feet took a step forward. The blood-red long sword in her hand trembled lightly, making bursts of clear screeching sounds, followed by a tender and murderous sound. Pan echoed: “I have already said that the battle will not end until you kill me.”

How difficult it is to change a person’s mind,

let alone the woman in front of her, who has been the first in kendo for thousands of years. First, his will is as firm and steady as Mount Tai, how could he be shaken by his few words?

The sword’s edge was wrapped in a sharp cold light, and it cut through the air like a broken bamboo, pointing directly at Lord’s neck.

As soon as Lord raised his hand, Maozhihua Baqianliu was aware of it. The rotation of the sword brought a boundless storm, and elegant blood-red silk threads danced around his arm.

The blood-red silk thread looked abnormally slender, but it was extremely sharp, and everything touched along the way was cut off silently.

Lorde didn’t intend to be Yang Guo. The explosion of spiritual pressure shattered the red lines. The soles of his feet lightly moved to avoid the swung sword. A few strands of black hair on his forehead were accidentally cut off by the sharp sword energy.

“Baqianliu, Kendo, Wheel Dance!”

Uzhihua Baqianliu waved the blade of his sword, flying like a thread through a needle.

With more and more red silk threads, like a hurricane whizzing away, the movable range becomes smaller and smaller, and the distance between the two people is directly shortened, and the distance between them is no more than a few centimeters.

In this terrible situation, Lorde couldn’t calm down at all and imagine specific things in his mind. The main factor was… Sister Hua’s size was too big.

You know…

The current Sister Hua is no different from being almost naked. Such a beauty is fighting against her body, even Lorde, who is as stable as an old dog, will inevitably have waves in his heart, and his eyes always move involuntarily.

Sure enough… so big.

As soon as a thought arose, Sen Leng’s killing intent pulled him back to reality, and a sharp sword light swept directly into his eyes.

Lorde leaned back to avoid it, and his forehead suddenly broke out in cold sweat. If he didn’t dodge it, half of his head would be chopped off.

Huhuhu—— Before

he could catch his breath, Uzhihua’s sword edge was pressed down, as if the mountain and the ground were torn apart, as if it would split his whole body.

“Fuck!”

Lord exclaimed in fright, subconsciously condensing the spiritual pressure, the blood flowed faster, condensed into lines on the surface of the body, and then clenched his fists with five fingers and hit him straight.

when!

The fists and swords collided, and there was a clanging sound.

Under the double protection of steel skin and static blood suit, Lord’s boxing edge became as hard as iron, Rao Shihua’s eight thousand sword qi was sharp, and the blood knife that was exhausted corrupted large pieces of skin and flesh, but it still couldn’t keep up with the speeding again.

Who would have guessed.

The corners of Maozhihua’s lips curled up, and she leaned on the oblique knife to use strength, and the angle of the hand holding the sword was deflected by half an inch.

“It’s really hard to deal with…”

Lord secretly said trouble, and had to stretch out his other hand, turning his fist into a palm and hitting Uzhihua’s abdomen, trying to push her away.

However, it was slightly off by half an inch.

This palm did not hit the abdomen, but hit Unoka’s… chest.

Lord subconsciously squeezed.

Well…feel good.

It is unusually soft but also tall and straight, which can be called the ultimate experience in the world.

“Have you touched enough?”

A voice with bursts of killing intent sounded.

Lorde immediately shuddered, his eyes just met the flowers of Mao, and in those dark eyes, a touch of shame was replaced by rage.

boom–!

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!

Intensive knife light suddenly appeared.

Sword moves of various genres, this woman can do it at her fingertips, as subtle as ever.

It can be called the essence of killing skills. The blade of the sword is dancing like a butterfly, and it is as strange and hard to find as a poisonous snake. It is enough to be pleasing to the eye.

Unohana, who was in a rage, had completely given up her defense, and she had no intention of showing mercy at all.

Lorde complained for a while, and retreated one after another to avoid the dense sword light, and every now and then a piece of flesh was shaved off.

I knew it earlier, I just stopped pinching it.

But unfortunately, it was too late to regret it, and Lord was not stupid enough to reason with a furious woman.

Finally, Lorde’s eyes changed.

Since other methods cannot make her stop, she can only choose, the most primitive method, to speak with the sword in her hand.

Aware of Lorde’s change in mood, Mao Zhihua said coldly in anger, “Are you finally going to be serious?”

“Well, that’s it.”

Lorde nodded slightly and said lightly: “After thinking about it, this is the only one. The best way.”

Only when Unoka experienced extreme despair on the way to Kendo, would she force her to give up her ideas.

That being the case… then come on.

The surrounding atmosphere suddenly began to tremble, the air was as thick as a stream of water, and the majestic and mighty pressure rose, setting off waves of air waves, slapping the void one after another.

In the eyes of Unoka.

Lorde’s thin figure seemed to be infinitely elevated at this moment, with a heavy and majestic aura like a mountain, her spine would be bent and broken, and the hairs on her whole body stood up, exuding fear from her pores.

“This is it…”

Yuzhihua Yaqianliu stood on the spot, with a thick blood in his eyes: “This is what I am after, release it… Lorde !”

Boom!

Lord took a step forward, and the atmosphere swayed with layers of ripples, spreading out in a circular ring.

boom!

Maozhihua Baqianliu was shaken back several hundred meters by the air wave, and suddenly felt a depression in his chest, and the fishy smell was flowing up his throat.

The second step was taken, and several air rings burst.

The entire Infernal Hell seemed to be shaking, and large swaths of air burst and roared like thousands of thunders across the sky.

Taking the third step, Lord held an ordinary blade in his hand and raised it high towards the sky.

“Baqianliu·Kendo·Breakthrough Slash!”

An understatement sounded, followed by Lorde’s arm swinging the blade, slashing from top to bottom.

The straight blade fell, and the world suddenly plunged into a gloom. Everything seemed to have been deprived of its shape, as if it had been cut off by an invisible force.

A long and narrow straight sword light cuts through the entire hell, UU reading www.

The space along sonicmtl.com shatters every inch, and through countless broken mirrors in the void, things take on a twisted and folded form.

“This is… my kendo?”

Uzhihua’s eyes trembled, but he didn’t expect that his sword move would change completely after being used by Lord.

But I can’t wait for her to think about it.

The long and narrow sword light was already in front of him.

Maozhihua Baqianliu held her breath, cut off the thousands of distracting thoughts in her mind, and concentrated on her hands.

Step, draw a knife.

The blood-colored waning moon traverses the sky, condensing into a single sword, from the moment the blade is unsheathed, it blooms with a monstrous blood-colored brilliance, like a thousand-foot red glow that engulfs half of the sky.

“Eight thousand streams, Kendo, Huangquan!”

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