The Swordsman of the Grim Reaper

Chapter 442 Nellie Lu's Collapsing Jade State

The noise from outside made Nelliel realize that the situation was not good, followed by a series of incidents such as large-scale disconnection of the Internet, Kisuke Urahara's delay in showing up, and black cavity closure.

It proves that Grimmjow was a premeditated rebellion.

The strange thing is that the broken surface guarding the black cavity was not attacked, and the black cavity was automatically closed.

The network base station was not damaged, but it could not send a signal, and the control station was completely disabled.

"Luojia..." Nelliel can only think of the ninth blade, which can easily invade any place without showing mountains or water.

"Lord Nilu." Peixue said with a self-blaming expression, "It's my lust that caused this problem."

"You don't need to blame yourself, the enemy is already prepared."

Nelliel replied, and said in a deep voice, "Tiya, you go back to the Palace of Four Blades and take command."

"En." Harribel nodded coldly, and disappeared from the palace in a ring.

"Bach, return to the blade."

Nelliel began the next arrangement, and was called to Pomian, "Boom, sound king."

In an instant, the blade turned into a loudspeaker, Nelliel took it, and shouted to the outside: "Anyone who didn't participate in Grimmjow's rebellion, stay at home and don't run around outside.

Those who participated in the rebellion, I hope you can give up your fearless resistance and surrender obediently, and I can let the past go! "

The sound wave collapsed the front wall and spread far outside. She didn't know how many broken faces would be obedient, "Pei Xueyi also went down to command and suppress the rebellion."

"Yes." Peixue nodded. His injury has not healed, but at this moment, if he is allowed to lie down, he will definitely not be able to get over it for the rest of his life.

At this important time, he can only make up for the uneasiness in his conscience by fighting beside Lady Nelliel.

Nelliel walked to the edge of the collapse and looked down at the scenery below. In a large building, there were figures rushing to the battlefield.

There is a white sand area reserved between the ten blades.

The original plan was to build mountains and lakes in that area, but unexpectedly, it has now become a battlefield.

Colorful virtual lights shone brightly, and the turmoil of Reiatsu spread to the base camp through the air.

Nelliel looked helpless, and murmured: "Do you hate mediocrity and peace so much?"

Silently, Grimmjow seemed to appear from the shadows underground, and his right hand went straight to her heart.

Nelliel leaned forward and kicked back with her right foot.

The feet are longer than the hands.

Grimmjow was forced to block her feet instead, and a surge of spiritual pressure came from his palms, and he immediately stepped back, leaving two long marks on the ground with his feet, "It's really not easy to sneak attack on you!" matter."

Nelliel glanced sideways at Heribel's direction and asked, "You actually teamed up with Death?"

Grimmjow deliberately asked mockingly, "How does it feel to be betrayed by Death?"

"childish."

Nelliel sighed, with Shiraishi around, it is impossible for Shinigami and Pomian to have a falling out.

This is the trust between the two.

"Tsk." Grimmjow felt a little upset, and he didn't know why, but it was because of her calm appearance, "Squeak, Leopard King."

The hand slides on the Zanpakuto blade, the light shines brightly, the hair grows crazily, the forehead is black, and slowly, the hair turns silvery white, and the end is dark blue.

His eyes became dark blue, and the whites of his eyes could not be seen, and faint blue flames danced on his forehead, two tails, and the black blade protruding from his knees.

With a slender body, he jumped lightly, "Come on."

People broke through the palace at once and went straight to the sky.

Bang, he shattered the false blue sky, and what came into view was the familiar black night, with the eternal waning moon hanging in the sky.

Lonely and desolate, looking around, there are white sands outside Xuye Palace.

This is the truest appearance of the virtual circle.

Grimmjow's two tails began to sway, remembering the days of fighting in the sea of ​​white sand, hunting and devouring the same kind, just to reach a higher level.

Now, he has become a broken face, and he doesn't need to devour his own kind. The hunger in his heart is still urging, and he can't stop.

He yearned for a more powerful realm, strong enough to surpass Aizen and Shiraishi.

Gentle tranquility will only make the minions gradually lose their sharpness, which is equivalent to death.

"Nelliel! Look, this is the reality of the virtual circle. The love and peace you speak of is nothing but Jing Zhongyue!"

He opened his arms, his pitch-black claws shone with a metallic luster under the moonlight, and the huge spiritual pressure caused even simple words to stir up waves of sound.

Curling Nelliel's long hair, she understood that continued persuasion with words would not make the other party stop, and she drew out her sword, "Let me correct your twisted behavior, sing praises, Antelope Knight."

The pink light suddenly surged, and the deep spiritual pressure pressed down like a mountain. Grimmjow's dark blue eyes flashed with excitement, just like this, it is better to use strength to prove oneself right or wrong than verbal rhetoric.

He wants to defeat Nelliel in full state, "Oh, this is your Returning Blade form."

The pink light dissipated, and Nilielu revealed Guiren's true posture, with demon-like horns growing on the top of her head, and short sky-blue hair covering her ears, with only a strand of waist-length hair behind her head.

Her pupils became like cats, and the facial lines on her cheeks became finer, like painted stripes.

No clothes.

The lower body is not so much an antelope, it looks more like a horse, its hair is a mixture of dark brown, light beige, and sky blue, and there is a pink flame at the end of its tail.

Her chest is covered with hair from the bottom up, covering the key points, and there are pink light streaks on the chest, abdomen, and shoulders.

What Grimmjow cared most about was the weapon in her hand. The whole thing was almost made of spirals of pink flames, and only the place where she shook hands was a brass entity.

A very dangerous feeling surged from the tip of the gun.

"Grimmjow, make up your mind."

Nelliel said coldly, the four horseshoes stepped on the ground, the pink flame burst, and with the propulsion of the flame, the huge body rushed directly.

Only then did Grimmjow react, and hurriedly turned sideways, swiping out his right claw, and the five water-blue claws formed by spiritual pressure were sharper than the blade, and chopped on the spiral light gun.

boom!The pink flames sped up like electricity, sparks burst out in the air.

Grimmjow had a lot of fighting experience, seeing that he couldn't stop him, he immediately changed to a relay to let himself avoid it, and then his two tails slashed at Nelliel's horse's hoof like blades.

Her free left hand grabbed a tail first, and flung it out violently. The huge force made the wind pressure so strong that even Grimmjow couldn't break through the restraint immediately.

He could only continue to fly backwards under the action of inertia, his hands and feet were pulled in the air, making a sharp sound.

(End of this chapter)