A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 614 607. Xuan Hao: Mao Zhihua, have you ever died?

"Uh... no! It's impossible! Boy, stop being so arrogant! It was just an accident! You just happened by chance!"

Jiroufang's face was full of anger and panic. He waved the hilt of his Zanpakuto, and the fragments flying in the air began to fly again.

"It seems like you haven't figured out the situation yet?"

Ishida Uryū calmly raised his hand to pull the bowstring woven with spiritual power.

Whoosh——

The sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and another spiritual arrow pierced the air, and the next moment it penetrated Ci Loufang's hand holding the knife.

"Ah! My hand!"

Ciloufang screamed and covered his injured palm with disbelief in his eyes.

"Both Inoue and I are better than you. In our eyes, your tricks are just performances on the circus."

Ishida Uryu ruthlessly stated the facts, "You clearly claim to be the 'strongest', but you targeted a girl at the beginning? In the end, the sneak attack failed... Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

As he spoke, he slowly plucked the bowstring again, and his spiritual power began to gather.

"We are very busy now and have no time to cooperate with your performance. It's time to end..."

Whizzing--

Two consecutive arrows hit accurately, and Ciloufang's huge body was knocked away and fell to the ground, and finally stopped moving.

"Ishida...has become stronger..."

Watching Ishida Uryū mercilessly kill the god of death in front of him in two or three blows, Inoue Orihime felt a little emotional.

She knew that she should be stronger than Ishida now, but the reason why she was like this was entirely thanks to the training of Sister Nilu.

It's hard to imagine how Ishida became so much stronger than before in a short period of time without anyone's help...

"Let's go."

After confirming that there was no threat from Ciloufang, Ishida Yuryu calmly retracted his spiritual bow and spoke calmly.

"Um……"

Inoue Orihime quickly followed and asked hesitantly, "Um... is he dead?"

"No."

Ishida Uryu responded calmly.

He knew that Inoue Orihime had probably never actually seen anyone killed in front of her. Although he wanted to kill this god of death directly, only a fool would do such a thing in front of such a lady.

"I just imitated that annoying god of death and shot through his 'knot' and 'soul sleep'. His companions will come here soon. He won't die, but will lose his spiritual power and never be a human again." It’s just the God of Death.”

"This counts as... destroying a god of death... right?"

Inoue Orihime followed behind with a smile.

She could probably guess that Ishida did this because he was taking care of his own thoughts.

Her companions...are gentle people.

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"Hey hey hey! Can you guys stop chasing me? I don't want to waste my time on you!"

Kurosaki Ichigo kept running, and a group of Shinigami were following behind him.

Although he wanted to go directly in the direction of the tower, the terrain of this ghost place was too complicated, almost like a maze. He was inexplicably being chased by a group of people while going around.

"Asshole! You brat! Stop being so arrogant! Stop if you can! Let's fight one on one!"

"Why are there so many of you challenging me to a duel!"

Kurosaki Ichigo was speechless for a while, and continued running without stopping at all.

As he ran, he felt more and more that he seemed to have forgotten something.

"Where are Inoue and the others now? And...did I fall to the ground alone?"

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boom--

There was a violent roar, and after the smoke dissipated, a tall figure silently walked out of the crack in the high wall.

Chadu Taihu looked at the direction of the tallest white tower and moved forward.

The wall blocking him was as flimsy as paper and failed to hinder his progress at all.

His thoughts were probably similar to those of Inoue Orihime.

Based on his understanding of Ichigo's character, that guy would definitely head towards the landmark-like building. And even if he didn't find anyone else there, he could use the height of the White Tower to overlook the entire Seireitei and find someone else.

Chado Taihu's idea is pure and his plan is simple.

But such simple and violent actions are always eye-catching.

For example, there are many gods of death blocking his way now.

These people probably gathered around after hearing the noise.

But it suited him just fine.

As long as you attract enough enemies, you can naturally help your companions share the pressure.

"Hey! You brat! How dare you wreak havoc in the Seireitei! Are you tired of living?"

The gods of death asked through gritted teeth.

"..."

Faced with their questions, Taihu Chawatari, who was thinking, failed to answer in time.

"Hey, hey, hey!? What do you mean? You're silent! Are you looking down on us?"

"Uh... no... I didn't mean that."

Finally, Chado Taihu looked away from the white tower and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I was thinking about something just now."

"Asshole! How dare you look down on our 11th Squadron!"

After hearing what Taitora Sadatori said, these gods of death became even more angry. In front of so many of them, they thought about the problem in a daze. What else is it to look down on! ?

"You don't want to live anymore! Brothers! Go! Kill him within five minutes!"

"Forehead……"

Chadata Taihu was a little troubled after hearing this, "I'm really sorry...I'm afraid I have to disappoint you."

As he spoke, his right arm began to emit powerful spiritual energy fluctuations, rolling up the surrounding smoke. After the smoke dissipated, the arm that seemed to be like a ghost gradually appeared.

"One minute."

Chadata Taihu clenched his fists and slowly walked towards the Shinigami blocking him, "I don't have time to waste too much time with you."

"ah?"

The gods of death looked confused.

boom--

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"Ah, Mr. Xuanhao, it's really lively outside. It looks like the little guys you brought here are working hard."

In the dojo behind the Fourth Division team building.

The dojo at this moment seemed to be in dilapidated condition as if it had experienced a great war.

The gentle woman smiled, holding a sharp knife in her hand and teasing the uninjured man standing in front of her.

"Captain Unohana, if you still want to continue...then I'm really not welcome, okay?"

Xuan Hao looked at the woman in front of him expressionlessly.

Even though a thousand years have passed, although it looks gentle and gentle, the essence has still not changed...

Although her identity has been revealed, this woman still seems unwilling to give up such a good opportunity to 'sharpen her sword' and has dragged herself here.

"That's really what I want..."

Uozhihua Lie's eyes became excited.

How long had she been looking forward to fighting such a powerful enemy? Thousands of years ago, when she knew how powerful this man was, it was already too late, and she couldn't find a chance to challenge him until he left.

And now that we finally have such an opportunity, how can we let it go so easily! ?

"Please enlighten me!"

Violent spiritual pressure surged out of his body, blowing away the braids tied to his chest.

At this moment, this woman seemed to have once again transformed into the frightened 'Kenpachi' from a thousand years ago.

"Really..."

After cutting off the atmosphere of this place, Xuanhao's eyes became cold.

If Captain Unohana, who was usually so gentle, suddenly released such spiritual pressure in the Seireitei, such a big movement would make someone wary.

It seems that he can only satisfy this woman.

Don't get it wrong, he is talking about using force to satisfy.

"Captain Unohana, have you ever died?"

"Forehead?"

Faced with such a sudden question, Unohana Retsu was slightly stunned.

But she quickly reacted and her hair stood on end.

"Swastika·Ji——"

She subconsciously wanted to swastika, but before she finished chanting the liberation language, she felt that the power in her body was passing away.

She didn't know why, but she felt like she was getting shorter.

When he looked down, he realized that only half of his body was left.

At some point, before she could react at all, she was cut into two pieces by the man in front of her. And the most important thing is that the man in front of her seemed to have been standing there without moving at all, without even a knife in his hand.

"ah……"

Maozhihualie opened his mouth, and blood overflowed from his mouth.

She finally understood that it was not her power that was passing away, but her life.

Since holding the sword, this was the first time in her life that she had been completely defeated, such a complete defeat. The gap in strength between her and the man in front of her seemed like a world of difference.

And now, she is going to die.

But why...this feeling...seems wonderful?

This feeling of life passing away...

Is this originally ‘death’?

It's... so exciting!

"Forehead……"

Seeing the inexplicable flush on Uozhihualie's face, Xuanhao suddenly regretted letting this woman die.

Isn't this guy obsessed with the feeling of death?

MD, is not only a madman, but also a pervert?

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Division 4, Comprehensive First Aid Center, First Treatment Room.

Obviously the team building is nearby and not far from the dojo, but the people here seem to be completely unaware of what is happening over there, even Niryuri, who is the captain of the 12th Division, is the same.

At this moment, Nie Yuli was looking at the patient lying on the bed with a gloomy look.

And this patient is Madarame Ikkaku who was brought back by Unohana not long ago.

"Oh? It seems like you really don't want to say anything? Madarame."

"Captain of Division 12...no...can't do this!"

The nurse gave a hesitant reminder, "The patient is still resting, so no injections are allowed..."

"shut up!"

"boom--"

A beam of spirit beam shot out from Nirvana's fingertips, and the nurse closed her mouth instantly. A round hole was penetrated in the wall next to her head. If she continued to talk too much, it might not just be the wall that would become like this next time.

"Lord Yuri..."

This is the territory of the Fourth Division. Nieyin Meng on the side seemed to feel that this was inappropriate and wanted to remind him, but was still stopped.

"Shut up too, Nemu!"

Nie Shuli's face was gloomy, "Do you still want to be quartered by five horses?"

"Ten...I'm very sorry."

Niyinmeng bowed her head and stepped away respectfully.

Madarame Ikkaku, who was lying on the bed, just squinted his eyes and watched this scene calmly.

The captain of the twelfth division, Niryuri, is a pervert.

This matter is almost known to everyone in the Seireitei.

There is no one in the underground team who is not afraid of this man, but he is not included because he is from the 11th Division.

"Give you another chance, do you want to say it or not?"

Niryuori looked down at Madarame Ikkaku who was lying on the bed with contempt, and asked threateningly.

"Sorry, Captain Nirvana, it's not that I don't tell... but I really don't know anything. I really don't know the purpose and whereabouts of Travel Disaster. I don't think there should be such a stupid Travel Disaster." Will I be a loser for actually confessing this kind of thing?"

Madarame answered calmly, the expression on his face did not change at all, let alone fear, he did not even look at this captain-level figure who was more than one level above him.

But he is a patient. The reasonable captain should be able to understand, right?

Apparently not.

After hearing Madarame Ikkaku's answer, the expression on Niryuri's face became even more unhappy, "So... you didn't get any information at all, and then you came back in a panic after being defeated!?"

"Um."

Madarame Ikkaku still answered calmly, as if that was the truth, "I neither saw the other party's appearance nor heard the other party's voice. That guy was simply too strong, and I was defeated in an instant."

"Oh, is it so?"

Nie Yuli raised his hand, and the knuckles of his open palm moved and made a creaking sound, "So you useless waste still dare to answer my questions with such an attitude?"

"I'm sorry, captain of the twelfth division... my neck was seriously injured and I can't turn around."

Madarame Ikkaku answered matter-of-factly.

"This is no reason! You should pay the price for your powerlessness first!"

As he spoke, Nirvana's hand suddenly waved down.

But at this moment, a stronger arm grabbed his hand from above.

"It's surprising. When did you become powerful enough to deal with my team members?"

The tall man appeared behind Nie Yuli at some point, and looked down at Nie Yuli in front of him. His clenched hands became harder and harder, and you could almost hear the creaking sound coming from Nie Yuli's wrist.

"nirvana."

"Zaraki..."

Nie Yuli gritted his teeth and shouted out the name of the man who suddenly appeared.

He knew that now that this man was here, this matter could only end here.

"snort!"

With a slight cold snort, he used all his strength to get rid of Zaraki Kenpachi's restraints, and then turned around and left with Nie Yinmu beside him.

"..."

Zaraki Kenpachi just silently looked at the departing figure beside him without speaking.

Although it was true that he wanted to kill this pervert, now he was more interested in defeating his own team member's travel disaster.

Thinking of this, an excited smile appeared on his face, "Madarame, is that guy really as powerful as you say?"

That's right, he heard everything Madarame said at the door and believed it.

"Forehead……"

Madarame turned his head and looked at his captain with some shame.

His captain is good at everything, but he looks a little scary when he's excited.

"team leader……"

"Ho! I'm here too!"

Kusuka Yachiru stretched out his head from Zaraki Kenpachi's back, climbed on his shoulders and waved to Madarame Kazuo on the hospital bed.

"Ah...the vice-captain is here too."