DC New Krypton.

Chapter 295 Show me the scenery of Sijie

Urahana Ichiro shrugged his arm that was scorched by Shirai Lei, the fourth of the broken way, and the scorched and bloody arm ran on his back as he stepped on the spirit in the air.

There was horror on his face, and an indescribable terror in his eyes.

Before he came here, he never imagined that the child who killed his younger brother would have such a perverted ability. He could use his naked eyes to watch him perform a broken way, and then he successfully performed it, and the speed was faster than his own. Immediately make improvements.

What kind of monster is this, what pervert?
Reiatsu could not suppress him, he was not as good at manipulating the spirit energy as he was, he was not as fast as him in reciting the ghost way, and his swordsmanship skills were not as strong as him, Urahana Ichiro's back was dripping with cold sweat.

He turned his head, glanced back, and saw Haier running in the air stepping on the spirit, with an expressionless face, chasing after him indifferently, not nervous at all, as if he wanted to consume all his strength, Only then did he completely kill himself.

After all, the power of an official death god has a lot of spiritual power in his body, and it can even be regarded as much more than Harrier.

It can be said that the strength and spiritual power of an official death god is at least 60 times stronger than that of Hall.

But it was because of this that Urahana Ichiro felt hopeless.

He couldn't even beat him under such a gap. He couldn't understand how far Haer had manipulated the spirits, and what kind of manipulation technique he could defeat a man with 50 years of training experience, persevere, without any mistakes. A day of wind and rain extinguishes the training self.

"What do you want to do?" Urahana Ichiro couldn't help turning his head to look at Harrier again, frightened the soul of the dead.

Hall was closer to him than before.

He couldn't help roaring, and once again used a lot of spiritual power to use Shunpo to distance himself.

"The light hit in your hand." Hall responded without hesitation.

He is very interested in the Asahi made by the master of the Phoenix Palace "Sword God" Nimaiya Wangyue, which he called "the strongest weapon with unlimited development power".

The rudiment of this Zanpakutō was written by its owner into his own spirit and belief, thus becoming the only Zanpakutō.

Weapons that have developed various strange and special abilities are extremely special existences.

Haier also wanted to know what his initial solution was.

Although I vaguely felt it, I still wanted to confirm it in advance.

Originally, he planned to teach Ichimaru Gin and Rangiku while crossing Rukon Street, heading to Seireitei, and entering the Maou Lingju Academy to learn more about ghosts and the interpretation of spirit energy. Hit, start your own initial solution.

It is not impossible for him to get a shallow hit in advance.

As for Urahana Ichiro's life, there is no need to exist.

Offended yourself and want to run?

"Bastard!" Urahana Ichiro flashed his anger aggrieved.

The shallow sword in his hand was instilled in his spirit, beliefs, and wishes for decades, and he was looking forward to Shijie day and night, the hope of becoming an officer, even if he died, he would not be able to give up.

Longing for a solution has become his obsession like a demon.

He would rather die than let go of this shallow strike.

Hai'er coveted his shallow blow, which made Urahana Ichiro feel so aggrieved that his anger rose. He held the shallow strike tightly with one hand, gritted his teeth, and when Hai'er was about to catch up.

"Breaking the Way No. [-]: Thunder and Lightning!" Urahana Ichiro chanted quickly, and the thunder flashed a strong thunder light on the shallow strike.

He turned around and slashed at Har.

The Eleventh of the Winding Dao of Shallow Hidden Thunder and lightning exploded and scattered like a hundred boa constrictors in the air, and the chirping thunder sounded like a thousand birds chirping.

This is Urahana Ichiro's most proud, familiar, and powerful move. He has trained for more than 30 years, and ordinary officers cannot resist the power grid spread by lightning.

In his expectant eyes, Haier was directly entangled by the thunder, and surrounded him into a ball.

"bingo!"

Urahana Ichiro was overjoyed, and when there was surprise in his eyes, he saw thunder passing through Har's figure like a snake net.

Har's figure dissipated in the thunder.

The tip of Yingluo's sword pierced through Urahana Ichiro's chest, with traces of blood.

Haru stood behind Urahana Ichiro, piercing him with a sword with a calm face.

Urahana Ichiro's combat skills are actually not very good, what he relies on is these proficient ghost ways, combined with the way of swordsmanship.

But for me, this is food delivery.

"You...you...you... how is it possible." Urahana Ichiro was very unwilling, with blood gushing from his throat, he looked down at the sword point that was stabbing out of his chest.

This time, he didn't even touch the corner of Harrier's clothes, so he swung his most powerful and proficient move in vain.

Haier shook his head, "It's just using the spirit particles scattered by Shunbu to touch the sunlight, create a light and shadow effect, and leave a phantom."

Hall explained a little bit, and there was nothing unusual about it.

But the operability is simply full.

When Shunpo erupted in an instant, Lingzi couldn't control the shock at all, and it was impossible to do what Haier said.

Urahana Ichiro knew the principle of Shunpo, and he directly understood how high the operational element was between Haier's few words.

"It turns out to be like this! The gap...cough~~~"

Is the gap that big?

Even this kind of thing can be done!

Urahana Ichiro coughed up a lot of blood, leaned forward with a miserable face, his body twitched from the blade of Yingluo's sword, his body was out of control, and he could no longer stand in the sky and fall from the sky.

He tightly held Qianda in his hand, and when he fell, he turned and looked at Har.

Suddenly, he slapped the light in his hand hard, and moved towards Har, blood dripped from his lips.

"Look for me... the scenery of Sijie."

He laughed miserably, fell, bumped into the tree trunk repeatedly, and fell on the stone wall. The corpse lay on it, his eyes died desolately.

Harle looked down at him indifferently, and held the Asada in his hand, which trembled slightly, and the trembling eliminated all the spirit and belief that Urahana Ichiro had poured into, as well as the strong desire to unravel.

Everything about him is gone with his death.

Qian hit Haier's hand gently, as if being baptized by his spirit son, emitting a slight streamer.

A feeling that was almost a direct dialogue between the heart and himself, arose in Haier's heart.

He held the shallow gun, stood it upright in front of him, looked at it for a while, then put it down, stepped in the sky, and headed back to the village.

After a while, we have arrived at the village.

The place where the battle took place formed a black scorched pit, and many villagers looked worriedly at Hall's return from a distance.

"Ok?"

Haier's eyes were slightly cold, and he looked at the arrow left by Ichimaru Gin.

(End of this chapter)