DC New Krypton.

Chapter 294 You Don't Know What You Are Facing

"The momentum of his battle is getting louder and louder."

Ichimaru Gin squinted his eyes, waved the surrounding dust with his hands, and saw Har's figure in the hazy dust, chasing the death god into the woods.

From the first time I met him in the Gobi, I just used stones to beat myself out from behind the tree trunk, and then easily killed several adults at the entrance of the village, killed Dongdu, and captured the cherry blossoms from Dongdu. Once out of control, there is a tendency to meet Buddhas and destroy Buddhas, meet gods and kill gods.

Especially in the battle with Urahana Erlang, he learned Shunpo after watching it twice, and killed Xu he had never seen before, and now he directly faces the god of death, the controller of the soul world, and learned it directly in front of the god of death. The ghost way exclusive to the god of death, beat the god of death to flee in embarrassment, he is getting stronger and stronger, this kind of strength is simply without reason, beyond common sense.

No matter how rational Ichimaru Gin's thoughts were, he couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration that couldn't be compared with Harrier.

It seems that this person should be looked up to from the moment he appeared in the world.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

The dust gradually dissipated, and the people who were overwhelmed by Urahana Ichiro just now stood up one after another with horrified, shocked pupils, fanned the dust non-stop, and coughed.

Shi Ye, that is, the first brawny man with a square face who surrendered to Har, stood up quickly with a panicked expression on his face.

He didn't expect that Urana Ichiro, the god of death behind Ura Hana Erlang, couldn't beat Har, and was chased and killed by Har.

He could almost predict his end.

After getting up, he hurriedly fled in other directions outside the village in a panic.

Ichimaru Gin squinted his eyes and saw Ishino's escape.

In the past few days, under the almost tailor-made teaching of Haier, he has developed his own potential, and after he can control spiritual power, any ordinary adult will no longer be his opponent.

He might not be able to defeat an official Death God, but it might not be a bad thing to use him as the first person he kills with his spiritual power when facing an adult who surrenders to a traitor.

Just as Ichimaru Gin was about to use his spiritual power to increase the speed of his legs, he wanted to chase after Ishino.

Sudden.

In front of him appeared a god of death wearing a deadly costume.

Masaki Makotosuke has a handsome face, and the person he admires the most is Aizen, who deliberately imitates Aizen in every word and deed.

Looking at Ichimaru Gin with the gentle and encouraging eyes that Aizen used to look at himself in imitation, Masaki Makotosuke smiled slightly, and fixed his eyes on the squinting and fanning Rangiku.

"This is the goal of Aizen-sama." Masaki Makotosuke glanced over Ranju, but didn't see anything special about Ranju.

But Lord Aizen always has his own way of doing things, so how could he be able to guess it.

Masaki Makotosuke didn't guess too much, he wanted to act.

"who are you?"

Ichimaru Gin's heart shivered, and he just thought of stopping after chasing Ishino, but he didn't expect that besides Urahana Ichiro, there would be a Shinigami.

Seeing that the god of death who appeared suddenly was focusing on Ranju, Ichimaru Gin drew his sword without hesitation, and the Dachang Tianzheng in his hand was pulled out by him. With Makoto Makoto's help, cut it down.

He has already seen that the target of this God of Death is Chaos Ju.

At this moment, Ichimaru Gin's mind flashed the back of Haru chasing Urahana Ichiro.

Is it to tune the tiger away from the mountain?

Hall was worth it for them.

Is it to get Luanju?
why?
A series of doubts accompanied the big long sky pulled out by Ichimaru Gin, and slashed towards Izumasaki Makotosuke.

"One of the broken roads, rush!"

Masaki Makotosuke had Aizen's somewhat indifferent contempt, he didn't even draw his sword, he raised the scabbard slightly in a light description, and chanted the way of ghosts.

One of the breakthroughs, the power of rushing burst out from the back of his hand holding the scabbard, impacting Dachangtian who was slashing at Shimaru Gin, and scattered the wave of spirit particles on the sword.

"Ok!"

Ichimaru Gin let out a muffled snort, and a huge impact was transmitted from Dachangtian's sword body, shaking away the spirit particles he had condensed, and Dachangtian was lifted up, he could hardly hold the hilt of the sword, and his hands kept moving. Trembling, the palm of the hand was torn open, and blood flowed out.

This impact has not disappeared yet, it hit Gin Imaru's body and sent him flying.

Ichimaru Gin's frail body fell ten meters away, and rolled three or four meters on the ground before he stuck his fingers into the mud, stopped the rolling momentum, and knelt half-kneeling to endure the pain in his chest , 'cough' out a mouthful of blood, raised his face covered with dirt and sand, his eyes narrowed into a slit.

"silver!"

Luanju's face changed in shock, and she wanted to run over.

Masaki Makotosuke patted her on the back peacefully with the scabbard, knocking Ranju unconscious, and grabbed the clothes on her back with his other hand, strangled Ranju's thin body even smaller and lifted it up.

"Who are you? Why do you want to catch Luanju?"

Ichimaru Gin was half-kneeling, with his fingers stuck in the sand, his narrowed eyes flashing fiercely.

At this moment, he only regrets that it was too late to meet Haru.

Even if he had met Haier a few months ago, practiced the breathing method that Haier said, and discovered his potential, he would not have been knocked away by this God of Death casually using one move to break the path.

At that moment just now, he realized how perverted Haier was, and he was able to learn how to break the path in this kind of battle, improve the path, and force a death god to escape step by step.

And I... was beaten into the air!

hateful! ! ! ! !

It happened that I had just discovered my spiritual power, when I was the weakest, weakest, and unable to protect my companions, an unmatched enemy appeared!
Masaki Makotosuke just casually glanced at Ichimaru Gin, and didn't intend to answer.

He accepted Aizen's task, and Aizen was still waiting for him in the forest, so he didn't have time to answer a child's question.

Holding the chaotic chrysanthemum, he turned around and was about to leave.

Seeing that Makotosuke was about to leave, Ichimaru Gin said coldly with a fox-like mouth: "Your companion will die, so aren't you afraid that he will come back and settle accounts with you?"

"Hey~~~"

Masaki Makotosuke sneered, laughing loudly, revealing a strong contempt on the corner of his mouth.

"You don't know what you are facing?"

He said something with a sneer, then used Shunbu, appeared in the air the next moment with the chamomile in his hand, and ran towards the forest.

Ichimaru Gin was driven mad with hatred, gritted his teeth tightly, and in the gaps exposed by his squinted eyes, there was lingering anger in the light blue pupils.

"You don't know what you are facing."

He got up from the ground, covered his chest in great pain, and held the coughed up blood in his hands.

Ichimaru Gin drew an arrow on the ground, endured the pain, and ran in the direction of Masaki Makotosuke, shedding obvious blood along the way as a mark.

(End of this chapter)