Pirate's Prison

"What?" Peixue showed an incredible expression: "Are you Yulong?"

"Yes."

"Who is Ishida then?"

"My name is Ishida Yulong!"

Peixue hugged his shoulders proudly and said, "So you are not Yulong Shitian."

"enough!"

"Quietzer." Tiruti was fed up with the performances of the two, and finally said: "So, you turned out to be a Quincy."

"You know what? I'm really honored."

"Of course I know." Tiruti said: "It was killed by the god of death. Have pity on the family, I only know so much."

Ishida Yulong's expression became serious: "That's it..."

The next moment, he disappeared from Tiruti's sight, slashed his sword to the wings behind Tiruti, and was shaken by Tiruti.

"However." Tiruti asked, "I really don't understand why you, as a Quincy, would help Death God."

"I don't need to answer you, instead of caring about me, pay attention to your feathers."

Tiruti's pupils suddenly dilated, and the feathers on his wings were all shattered in half at this moment.

"Have you forgotten the scene just now?" Ishida Yulong continued: "That's not a coincidence, the accidental increase in spiritual pressure, the use of higher vibrations to destroy the vibrations, the soul-cutting thing is in A weapon that is closer to a chainsaw in form, the surface of the blade is made up of spiritual sons, and the spiritual sons will keep going back and forth at a speed of three million times per second.”

Tiruti looked at the soul-cutting thing in Ishida Yulong's hands in disbelief.

"The Quincy's ability to perceive spiritual pressure is very strong. According to my observation, the vibration of the spiritual particles on the surface of your feather is [-] million per second, which is only less than half of the soul-cutting thing."

"That means my feathers don't work for you anymore, right?"

"um, yes."

"OK." Tiruti suddenly took off her wings.

"I really didn't expect that your liberated state can be disassembled so easily and freely. Are all broken faces like this?"

"It's not that it can be disassembled freely, I threw it away."

"What?" Ishida Yulong was surprised.

"It is impossible to return to its original state again." Tiruti said in a deep voice: "The official name of our sword liberation is to return to the blade, which is to return the broken-faced body to its original attack ability. If you want to return to human form again, Only when the ability is transformed into a sword again, and if the appearance is changed without being transformed into a sword again, it is no different from cutting off the arm yourself."

Tiruti kept panting: "My ability consumes a lot of stamina, just for these feathers and arms, a lot of spiritual pressure has been consumed, so if you can't use it, you might as well throw it away, and then put these spiritual pressures away. Press, all come together."

After Tiruti abandoned the wings, she transformed the Reiatsu into a fan-like shape and condensed it at the end of the tail tentacles.

"For you, is this battle a battle to be won at all costs?"

"Ah? Is there something wrong with your head?" Tiruti said: "It doesn't matter if you don't win, then there will be no war from the beginning. Bromian is a soldier, and Shiren is the leader of Bromian. It was born to kill the enemy and win, and failure can be forgiven, that is absolutely impossible! It cannot exist at all!"

Then, the huge fan-shaped spirit at the end of the tail hit Ishida Yulong, and Ishida Yulong directly blocked the spirit sword in front of him, and the fan shape was immediately cut off.

Tiruti quickly retreated.

"That's right, there's no need for a guy who uses a sword to fight with such a stance that can be easily cut off."

The end of Tiruti's tail also turned into a pink Reiatsu sword: "If you have a sword with the same ability, of course, the one with the longer attack distance will win."

"The same ability?"

Tiruti frowned.

Ishida Yulong continued: "You seem to have misunderstood, the vibration of the spiritual pressure of the soul-cutting thing is not generated for the purpose of cutting it, the reason for the high-speed vibration is to make the combination of the chopped spirit son slow and easy to capture. ."

Tiruti's pupils suddenly dilated, and when she turned around, she found that the spiritual pressure at the end of her tail was being absorbed by the spiritual sword in Yulong Ishida's hand.

"The Quincy's ability is to gather the surrounding spiritual sons and use them to fight as their own weapons. What can most clearly reflect this process is this soul-cutting thing. Your spiritual son is already equivalent to my spiritual son. ."

"Don't be kidding!" Tiruti didn't want to admit this reality, and madly hit Ishida Yulong with the pink spiritual pressure sword on his tail.

"And then, you made a mistake, the thing that cuts the soul is not a sword." The next moment, a spiritual bow appeared in Ishida Yulong's hand, and the thing that cut the soul was set up as an arrow: "Quichan, don't use anything other than bows and arrows. weapons."

Ishida Yulong said lightly: "I'm sorry, I won, Tiruti, the key to victory is indeed the difference in attack distance."

The next moment, the soul-cutting thing that was launched directly penetrated Tiruti's lock knot.

Tiruti was defeated and fell to the ground.

Ishida Yulong turned back and said, "Let's go, Peixue."

"Is this okay?" Peixue sat on the ground and said, "That guy isn't dead yet."

"The choice of life is in the hands of the winner. The winner of this battle is me. I have shot through her knot, which is the source of spiritual power." Ishida Yulong said as he walked: "Broken The face is a kind of existence next to the god of emptiness and death, and the structure of the soul must be very similar."

Tears flowed from Tiruti's eyes, who fell to the ground. ...

Chapter [-] Slap

"Although it may be a shame for her not to kill her here, I don't want to follow their rules. Even if she wants to catch up when she wakes up, she no longer has the strength to compete with me."

"I see." Peixue nodded and said, "If that's the case, then it's not bad, then let's go, Quanxi."

"It's Yulong!"