infinite death song

(PS: The blood cross seal tool appeared in Chapter 54.)

Jingle smiled, although there was nothing on his face, but he didn't really believe Stark's words in his heart.

It is inevitable to hide strength, but the ability of breaking the face is very similar to the god of death, it is nothing more than using the return blade to improve one's strength, which is the same principle as the 卍解 of the god of death Zanpakuto.

Just when Jingle was about to say something more, Ukitake rushed here with Shunpo.

"You're here too, Fuzhu."

"Of course, there are two people on the opposite side, how can I rest assured to leave you alone." Fuzhu said naturally.

"Great, I'm just worried that I don't have any help here."

Jing Le laughed, sweeping away the dullness on the battlefield here.

"Two people? That's a bit mean," Stark said.

"What are you talking about, Mr. Pomian, don't you also have two people on your side? Or, does the little girl next to you not exist as a combat power?" Jing Le pointed at Lilinette, puzzled looked at Stark.

"It's very troublesome to explain, so I won't explain too much, just treat it as two people."

Stark grabbed the back of his head as always, if this continues, maybe all the hair on the back of his head will be caught.

"To be honest, Mr. Pomian, I was relieved to see your lack of motivation. In fact, I was so scared by your boss's aura just now that my shoulders ached."

"I should say this sentence. The old man over there seems to be not easy to mess with."

"That's old man Shan's usual style. After all, we used all our strength to fight this time. So, let us both start quickly."

After Jingle finished speaking, he instantly pulled out the two Zanpakuswords at his waist, and the breeze blowing from a distance raised his colorful coat, which looked nondescript on a sloppy old man.

"Yeah, after all, it's a mission, so let's start, let's say yes first, don't be serious, I'm just here to deal with the mission."

"Of course, I've always been a very trustworthy person."

After saying this, Jingle rushed to Stark, jumped down from the sky, and slashed down with both knives.

Stark had already made preparations for 'fighting', he held the Zanpakuto horizontally with little force, and blocked Jingle's double swords.

"Mr. Captain, two Zanpakutos are really rare."

"Really? Could it be that Mr. Pomian, you are not used to dealing with people with double swords?"

"It's nothing like that, just expressing my inner surprise."

"Shall I put water on it?"

"I can't ask for it."

The attacks of the two of them back and forth, each knife and one style are similar to the fixed template.

"Hey, ha, ho--"

While swinging the knife, Jing Le moved forward slowly, saying strange onomatopoeia.

Stark stepped back slowly, easily dodging Kyoraku's swinging knife.

"What's the use of talking like that?" Stark asked curiously.

"Ah, just to enliven the atmosphere of this battle, I don't want to make the battle lifeless, as miserable as a resentful woman. If you don't like it, I can sing."

"That's not necessary. Just keep playing like this and let me complete the task as soon as possible."

"Did Aizen give you a mission? Speaking of which, I have always had a question. I remember the commander-in-chief of the third tower..." Jing Le glanced at Nelliel from the corner of her eye, then turned her head and asked : "It was revealed to us that Aizen is not your direct boss. Then let me ask again, is Aizen your boss?"

"Yes. Master Aizen is indeed the leader of the team."

Although only a temporary 'boss', Stark admits it.

"In this case, the captain of the Eighth Division, Jingle Shunsui, please give me your advice."

During the battle, Kyoraku introduced himself with a generous smile.

"The first tower, Koyatai Stark."

Stark reported his origin and name.

"The first tower?" Jingle Chunshui's tone fluctuated slightly: "The underlying meaning is that you are stronger than that Miss Pomian from the third tower, right?"

"Whether strong or not, I don't know. The last time I fought Nelliel was many years ago. Both sides retained their strengths, and they just competed with each other. Probably... I am stronger."

Stark answered in a low spirit.

"That's great. I actually held back a master like you. To be honest, I don't like fighting girls. If they get distressed, it will make my blade hesitate."

"I didn't expect you, Mr. Captain, to be so sympathetic to flowers and jade. Could it be... you are so old, are you still not married?"

"Ah... that... no... it seems that there is no..."

Facing Stark's knowing question, Jingle covered it up with an awkward smile.

"Sorry, it seems to give you a headache."

"It's okay, if you're not badass, maybe we can become good friends. By the way, Mr. Stark, do you like drinking?" Jingle asked abruptly.

"It's not very annoying. If you meet someone who looks right, it doesn't matter if you drink a little."

"That's such a pity, if only I could have a drink with you. Friends who used to be able to drink, those who died in the line of duty, those who left, those who were promoted... To tell you the truth, life in the world of souls is actually very boring .Without reading the novels written by Captain Aizen, there would be no entertainment to pass the time. For this reason, I have been sad for a long time." Jingle said very regretfully.

"To each other, I am either in a daze or in a daze every day. Or I can only go outside and blow the sand. Xuquan is really a barren place...I'm wrong, it's a place where you can't even find hair."

"Haha, this analogy is really interesting."

"Would you like to drink two cups? Since this vacant town is fake, we can drink until the end of the battle." Stark proposed this alternative way of 'fighting'.

"I really hope so, but it's a pity... It doesn't seem to work this time. If I do this, I will be beaten to death by Old Man Shan."

Jingle's tone changed slightly, and the atmosphere in the air also became unusual, causing Stark to narrow his eyes.

Feeling Jingle's more and more tricky slashing, Shunpo is very superb, his swordsmanship is flawless, and his speed is getting faster and faster as he gets older, to the point where ordinary people seem a little dazzled.

"Hey, Mr. Captain... Are you really planning to fish in troubled waters?"

Stark frowned, staring at Jingle with displeased eyes.

He clearly agreed not to fight with all his strength, but he found that the movements of Jingle's hands were completely opposite to what he said, "be merciful".

"Yeah, I'm planning to fish in troubled waters. Why, don't you realize that I haven't used all my strength?"

"Then what's the matter with the murderous aura on your Zanpakuto?"

"That's an illusion, I didn't mean to kill Mr. Pomian."

Jingle Furui smiled without wave, unable to tell what was going on in his heart.

Suddenly, he made a huge turn, and in an extremely fast way, he slashed towards Stark's blind spot from an unexpected corner.

Stark changed his knife posture without changing his face, blocked the sudden assassination, and stared at Jingle with profound eyes: "Mr. Captain... Is this also the result of your mercy?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" Jingle laughed exaggeratedly: "It's amazing, you blocked it without changing your face, as I expected, besides Aizen, you are the most troublesome guy. There is a saying, you can't judge a person by his appearance."

"It's true that a person can't be judged by his appearance, a guy with a lazy appearance, but he is so despicable and shameless when he fights."

With one blow to force Jingle back, Stark made a fool of himself, but he didn't release a strong aura, and stood there calmly, but his eyes were a little more cautious.

The scruffy Grim Reaper in front of him is definitely not a kind person on the surface.

"Are you going to use your real skills, Mr. Pomian?" Jing Le asked with a smile.

"Maybe, but I'm very regretful. I was still lamenting my good luck before. I can meet a guy like you who intends to watch a movie leisurely like me."

"now what?"

"It's terrible, luck is so bad. You are not an easy type to get rid of at all, maybe the most troublesome one."

"It's too late to return it now."

"Don't worry, I don't plan to return the product. I have to eat the bitter fruit I picked with tears in my eyes. Although fighting is not my original wish, then I should be more motivated."

"Then let's start the second round. It's not a joke this time."

An afterimage was left on the spot, Jingle's figure disappeared from there, and Shunpo was faster than before.

Stark raised his right arm, along with the Zanpakutō, and blocked the attack of Kyoraku who swung down the twin swords from behind.

Jingle's eyes were also serious, and Stark's reaction exceeded his expectations, as if he had seen through all his tricks.

Through a short fight, Jingle understands that it is impossible to force Stark's power out of normality alone.

"You have to retreat if you fail in one blow, aren't you too cautious?" Stark looked at Jingle who retreated again speechlessly, and sighed for his caution.

"What's even more strange is that I was right. After blocking my attack, I didn't immediately counterattack. With your ability, it should be easy to counterattack." Jingle looked at Stark puzzled.

"Turning around and swinging a knife is very troublesome, and you are not the kind of guy who is easily injured by me."

"Thank you for the compliment, I really want to show some real skills. Aren't you going to return to the blade? Mr. Pomian?"

Jingle knew that Stark didn't use all his strength, and even under normal circumstances, he was stronger than him, but how much stronger, Jingle was a little uncertain.

"Don't use this obvious aggressive method. When my life is threatened, I will return to the sword."

"Am I not qualified enough for you to use the Returning Blade?"

"I said, when my life is threatened, I don't need you to remind me, I will kill myself."

Stark made that point again.

"It's a pity, I really want to see what your return to the blade looks like."

Jing Le exuded an extraordinary Reiatsu, which did not shake the world, but only made the surrounding atmosphere very heavy, making it difficult to breathe normally here.

"Before that, I want to ask, Mr. Pomian, do you like children's games?"

Jingle's words made Stark confused.

"Children's games?"

"Yes, innocence... A fairy tale about children is about to be staged."

——The wind of flowers is disordered, the god of flowers sings, the wind of heaven is disordered, and the demon of heaven laughs!

There was a slightly dark light shining on the blade, and the two knives were long and short, and the broad blades were very lethal.

Huatian Kuanggu, the name of Zanpakuto, transforms children's fairy tales into reality.

Children's fairy tales are the most innocent, but also the most ruthless.

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"Stark actually picked the most difficult captain of the eighth division, and the equally troublesome captain of the thirteenth division. When did he become so active in fighting?"

When Stark and Jingle started playing, Nelliel noticed the situation over there, and it was the first time she saw Stark being so motivated.

The usual image gives people a lazy and forgetful feeling. I didn't expect to be so serious during the battle.

Bai Ye's instruction to them was to 'do our best', how much effort to use and how much to use, all depended on their own judgment, that is to say, the possibility of working without effort could not be ruled out.

Nelliel, who originally planned to deal with it casually, saw Stark's so powerful appearance, and felt that if he didn't behave well next time, it would be a bit unjustifiable.

But to choose who to be her opponent, Nelliel thought in distress.

While Nelliel was distressed, the Gotei [-]th Team was also thinking about how to continue the next battle——

According to the original plan, it was to cut off all the enemies around Qingli, and finally set fire together.

But this plan has certain limitations, and Qingli's influence must also be taken into account. It is also why they hesitated whether to use all their strength to defeat the opponent immediately, or continue to observe the situation and find the right time to attack.

"Hey, both sides are fighting fiercely, but it seems that there is no strong guy except Aizen."

The captain of the [-]th squad, Saraki Kenpachi tapped his shoulder with the back of his sword, and looked at the opposite side with appraising eyes, looking for someone who could make his blood boil.

Ichimaru Silver?A sinister fox face that feels out of place.

Tosen wants?A blind man who has already defeated once, doesn't feel very good when he chops.

As for the broken face...Nelliel is not in his consideration, because he knows that Nelliel's character is not suitable to be his opponent.

No matter, go up and cut it first.After much deliberation, Saraki didn't know who to turn to, so he rushed directly to Qingli's side.

The posture of attacking like a beast, and the unscrupulous spirit pressure gushing out, proved that he was definitely not an ordinary mediocre hand.

"Another one came up, it seemed very strong."

Grimmjow took his hands out of his trouser pockets, and was about to draw his sword and stepped forward to fight, when Neutra who was next to him was one step ahead of him. He let out a crazy and sharp laugh, and swung his huge crescent weapon Then, he slashed at Zaraki's body mercilessly.

"Go, there is no need to wait any longer. From now on, time belongs to you."

While Saragi was fighting Neutra, Kiyori gave the order to move freely.