Chapter 914

Using medical ninjutsu, Mu Feng reached into the empty chest cavity of Yincheng and began treatment.

He thought inwardly, fortunately, there is such a thing as Kidō in Shinigami world.

Whether it is ninjutsu or Haki, as long as you use Kidō’s Reiatsu to cover up, Shinigami can mistakenly believe that these are the new type of Kidō, and will not have unnecessary doubts about him. In fact, this was also one of the reasons why Mu Feng refused the invitation of the 13th team of Huting, and insisted on joining the Kidō crowd.

Kyōraku and Ukitake looked stunned behind them. Even though they were the oldest group of captain-level figures in the Gotei 13 team, they had never seen such a magical Kidō.

Jingle said in a low voice, “Floating Bamboo, our vision is right. Mu Feng, he really has some kind of power to take on the important task of saving the corpse and soul world in times of crisis.”

Floating Bamboo also nodded dumbfoundedly.

I don’t know if it was intentional. Although Jingle deliberately lowered the voice of this sentence, it still kept it at a level that could be heard by Mu Feng. Being flattered by others, especially those with the identity of Jingle Chunshui, made Mu Feng050 naturally happy. But he still didn’t show it and concentrated on the treatment in his hands.

Mu Feng’s hand passed through Yincheng Konggo’s skin and wandered in his chest for a long time. He frowned, and his hands began to slowly withdraw from Yincheng’s body.

When his hands were completely taken out, Kyōraku and Ukitake were shocked again.

I saw that Mu Feng’s hands were still surrounded by the pale green medical ninjutsu Chakra, and in that circle of green light, a white Reiatsu ball was wrapped!

The white Reiatsu ball was like a liquid, changing its shape in the green light, and colliding.

But no matter how much it collides, it can’t break out of the cage of green light.

Kyōraku said, “That…that’s a virtual Reiatsu!? God, it’s been so long, but there is such activity!?”

Floating Zhu’s eyes straightened, “You can extract all the virtual Reiatsu in this form… Mu Feng, how did you do it?! This is incredible.”

Mu Feng did not answer, but shouted sharply, “Senior Jingle, please help me.”

He handed the Reiatsu ball wrapped in green light to Kyōraku. Kyōraku was taken aback and took the Reiatsu ball in a panic. He was also busy mobilizing his Reiatsu to stabilize the Reiatsu ball in his hand. Although he doesn’t know the principle of this thing, but only by stabilizing the green light on the outside can he trap the virtual Reiatsu inside, which Kyōraku Chunsui can still see at a glance.

Mu Feng turned around, at this moment the light of medical ninjutsu above his hands had dissipated. Instead, there are two other forces. Yes, although both hands are the same Reiatsu, they are different.

Mu Feng waved his right hand, and the Reiatsu condensed on his right hand turned into a disc-shaped lavender Reiatsu, flying towards the Reiatsu ball in Kyōraku’s hand.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“Fifty-four of Hadō: Abolition Flame!” Seeing that Mu Feng released the Abolition Flame, both Ukitake and Kyōraku understood that he wanted to destroy the virtual Reiatsu on the spot.

Floating bamboo said, “It’s too messy to use Hadō here!”

With that said, he was busy trying to open the barrier to protect Yincheng Konggo who was still in a coma.

If Hadō was involved in Yincheng, who was seriously injured and unconscious, the consequences would be disastrous.

As the captain of the purification team of the thirteenth division, Fuzhu can still create an enchantment. And it’s not entirely to resist the waste inflammation, just to intercept its shock wave, which is nothing to the floating bamboo.

However, when he just thought so, before he had time to do it, Mu Feng had already moved again.



boom……

The moment the flames hit the group of Reiatsu, the explosion was about to spread. (cabf)

At this very moment, Mu Feng waved his left hand again, and Reiatsu on his left hand also flew towards the explosion.

“Seventy-three Bakudō: Falling Mountain Crystal!”

In an instant, a miniature inverted triangle barrier formed in Kyōraku’s hands, completely enclosing the explosion of waste inflammation. Looking inward through the translucent blue outer wall of the miniature inverted mountain crystal, one can clearly see that the flames of waste inflammation are burning violently the virtual Reiatsu.

The hollow Reiatsu ran wildly in the flames, as if he had life.

However, no matter how active it is, it can’t pass through the barrier of the fallen mountain crystal, and can only dissipate in the flames of waste inflammation. In the inverted mountain crystal, the violent explosion is clearly visible, but outside the inverted mountain crystal, you can’t even feel a sound.

Kyōraku’s eyes widened, and at this time he was too surprised to speak. After all, all this happened in his hands. In his long career as a captain, he has never had this experience.

And Ukitake Shiro also stood in place blankly. He originally planned to construct an enchantment for Gincheng Kōgo, but now it seems that there is no need for this.

“I… actually used Hadō with one hand and Bakudō with the other… and released it at the same moment, completely controlling Hadō’s remaining power without any spread… Is this really something that humans can do…”

The shock that Floating Bamboo felt was even higher than that of Beijing Music. After all, in the previous discussions with Mu Feng, Jingle also saw some surprises about him. But Floating Bamboo was completely unprepared and saw this series of incredible operations.

“Senior Jingle, please hold it first. I hope that the inflammation will burn for a while, just in case.”

Mu Feng said this, then turned his head and began to continue to treat Yincheng Kongwu. Everything just now seems to have never happened.

“Oh okay, I know.”

Kyōraku could only answer blankly, and holding the tiny inverted mountain crystal, stood still, watching the explosion in the inverted mountain crystal, motionless.

“Senior Fuzhu, please give me the golden sore medicine.”

“Oh oh oh, good.”

Fu Zhu hurriedly stepped forward and handed Mu Feng medicine for golden sore. Mu Feng stretched out his hands and placed them in front of the floating bamboo.

“Sprinkle on my hand.”

Fu Zhu didn’t ask much, and completely followed Mu Feng’s instructions, opened the secret sore medicine made by the Fu Zhu family, and sprinkled the white powder on Mu Feng’s two palms.

At this moment, after seeing Mu Feng’s series of unbelievable operations, Jingle Chunshui and Fuzhu Shiro were completely confused. The older captain of the two guarding 13 teams and the direct disciple of Yamamoto Genryūsai seemed to have become the two little nurses who helped “Dr. Mu Feng”. .

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