DC New Krypton.

How to wear clothes?

Forget it.

As a top swordsman, he shouldn't care whether the opponent is wearing clothes or not.

Urahana Jiro wiped slowly and gently until his arms became sore, and finally finished wiping the tip of the sword. He held the blade of the sword in his right hand vertically and forged the Taidao with neat fish scales. Inside, it made him want to move his tongue, wanting to add a sword blade, a kind of behavior that wanted to show his perversion and make others fear.

But this is very inelegant, not in line with the behavior of a group leader, a master of swordsmanship, and he restrained him.

He stared sharply with sharp eyes, and exuded the murderous aura of beheading hundreds of people all over his body. He held the Taidao vertically, and with a turn of the blade, he turned from side to side to face Haier. His kneeling legs and straight insteps Bowing up, the whole person carries the aura of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and he rises upright, spreading towards Haier overwhelmingly.

Looking directly at Haier, Uraka Erlang's heart shuddered.

Haier just held the hilt of the knife with his right hand downwards, his palm seemed barely able to hold the hilt, half dragging the whole knife, the tip of the knife followed his walk, dripping blood on the ground.

Urahua Erlang felt that his aura of beheading hundreds of people rushed towards him like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, which didn't affect the flat face of Horror at all.

Hai Er seemed to have stepped out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, holding the sword, staring at the starry sky, looking down on all things, with a feeling of calmly facing destruction and new life.

Seeing that Ura Hana Erlang was puzzled, how could this guy not be affected by his aura, he is a well-known Hundred People Killer in this area, and he had a record of killing hundreds of people, once he glared at any gangster, his aura would be enough to scare him To pee pants.

It must be that this child does not understand his own fear.

In terms of murderous aura, when Hall traveled to the Pacific Rim for the first time, he had already killed more than 800 million criminals. The second time he went to the Transformers Universe, he created a seven-fold golden barrier, and the number of people who died has already reached In the end, Krypton took the initiative to blow up Krypton and killed all the people on the entire planet. So far, the number of people killed has been above one billion.

Urana Jiro, who just killed a hundred people and thought he had the aura of murder, is really not as good as the breeze in front of Haier.

At least the breeze can still caress Haier's face, bringing him a cool feeling.

"Do you know what kind of sword this is?"

No response, no response.

You can't blame him for the slow reaction of the child.

Urahua Erlang groaned softly, with the expression on his face that made others look up at him, his light eyes revealed his love and pride for his beloved sword.

"Could it be... Zanpakuto!" Haier said with a serious face, without any slowness in his steps forward.

If it is Zanpakuto, then this guy is really not simple.

I have to be prepared and try to see how far the distance between this body and the Zanpakutō is.

If not, what are you bragging about with me?

"Suffocate..."

Urahua Erlang's heart suddenly gushed out a suffocated breath, which was held from the heart to the throat, unable to flow freely.

Do you know what a Zanpakuto is?

It is the Zanpakuto cultivated by the shallow strike issued by Jinglingting, the highest authority in the world of corpses and souls. It is a weapon that only Shinigami possesses.

It is a symbol of status and nobility, and it is not owned by poor people like me.

What Urahana Erlang wanted to say was that this knife of his was a weapon made for him by his elder brother who was promoted to God of Death. Come to me, the Taidao named Dachangtian.

As a result, when Haier asked him this question, Urahana Erlang couldn't continue to introduce his favorite sword.

After all, compared with Zanpakuto, this sword of mine has indeed gained several levels.

"Ignorance child!"

Puhua Erlang snorted coldly, the aggrieved anger in his heart turned into anger, and he walked towards Haier with a knife, "There is no need to tell you too much, let me send you to fight with Dong To be buried with him."

After speaking in a cold tone, Erlang Puhua squinted his eyes, and then slashed towards Haier with a big long sky.

"So it's not Zanpakuto."

Haier was faintly disappointed, thinking that a Zanpakuto would emerge from this remote area.

With a slant of his body, he dodged Urahana Erlang's slash, and he didn't intend to fight for three rounds. Seeing that Urahana Erlang had some strength, Harker used a little more force, and wanted to quickly resolve the battle.

Sakura rose up from below, meeting Urahana Jiro's contemptuous and indifferent smile, and in an instant, halfway trembled into a phantom, as if countless cherry blossoms fell in front of Urahana Jiro's eyes.

Just like the name of the cherry blossoms, the name of the sword is scattered like cherry blossoms, beautiful and diverse, and people are in the group of falling cherry blossoms, falling together with the falling cherry blossoms.

Urahana Erlang's eyes were confused, as if he saw himself in the middle of the cherry blossoms, fluttering and dancing, felt the cold knife light shave off his clothes, and the cold touch cut his flesh and blood, he woke up with a startled heart .

'instant! '

When Urahana Jiro was in danger, he used the death stunt taught by his elder brother Urahana Ichiro, Shunpo, instantly escaped from the group of Harley's Sakura Falling Swords, set off a burst of air, and stood back on the straw mat. ,

Urahana Erlang looked down, and couldn't help being horrified. He saw that his chest and abdomen had been cut and turned out white fibers and flesh. Blood was flowing out from the bone-seeking wound. His clothes had become strips of cloth, stuck to his body. Nor was it spared.

This knife cherry blossom is a complete blockade of the left, right, up, and down sword techniques. The only way to survive is to retreat, and you have to retreat quickly. If you don't have Shunpo's stunt, if you retreat quickly, you will be completely cut into pieces.

"Use the escape just now."

Haier's eyes brightened, and he saw that Uraka Erlang's Shunpo was a technique of utilizing the energy of spirit particles.

I happen to lack the understanding and utilization skills of the energy of spirits.

Holding Yingluo, he stepped forward calmly.

Although I saw Urahana Jiro's Shunpo just now, but Haier's focus was not on Urahana Jiro's Shunpo, he just wanted to kill him quickly to solve the problem, and he didn't fully see the Shunpo's skill , quite a pity.

Urahua Erlang looked up at the oncoming Haier, feeling terrified in his heart, he already knew that just relying on his kendo skills, he was no match for this kid at all.

The Yingluo knife technique that blocks up, down, left, and right is completely beyond his ability to resist.

Which sword master in this world died and came to the world of corpses and souls?But the child in front of him is only seven or eight years old, so it's outrageous to have such kendo skills!
The rolled skin and flesh on his chest stimulated Urahana Jiro. With a gloomy face, he held up his sword, pointed the tip of the sword at the oncoming Har, and said coldly: "You angered me. This is something that only the god of death can do." The skill you have, you will die if you see it."

"You are dead."