Bleach: Seireitei's self-disciplined captain

Amid laughter, Zaraki Kenpachi lowered his right hand, plowing ravines on the ground with his long serrated knife, cracking the layers.

Golden spiritual pressure exploded, and the whole person immediately turned into a golden stream of light, instantly appearing in front of Su Feng.

The serrated long knife was raised, and it came down like a heavy hammer.

It's not like the way of the sword, but more like the ferocious outbreak of a wild beast, with fangs and claws biting at Sufeng at the same time!

Qiang——

Gold and iron intertwined, the blades collided, the majestic force vibrated, and the aftermath visible to the naked eye spread in all directions.

Through the blade, Sufeng could clearly see the madness in Zaraki Kenpachi's eyes, the naked aura of violence in his narrow pupils.

Compared to him now, Daxu seems much more innocent and kind.

"Haha, this is a qualified battle!"

Zaraki Kenpachi let out a hearty laugh, and the golden spiritual pressure around him trembled.

The serrated long knife was suddenly raised. Under the feather fabric, the muscles on his right arm trembled, and the thick veins were exposed like long snakes.

Immediately afterwards, there were countless slashes like a violent storm.

The continuous trajectory of the blades almost formed a curtain of light, covering everything in front of them. At the same time, infinite sparks burst out, and the crisp sound of collisions was endless.

Different from Zaraki Kenpachi's madness, Sufeng at this moment has returned to the indifference and calmness of the past, with no trace of emotional fluctuations visible in the depths of his indifferent eyes.

Only the surrounding wind became more and more fierce, the arcs in the thick clouds at the zenith continued to vibrate, and the dull sound of thunder became more and more suppressed.

Like the last calm before the storm!

Zaraki Kenpachi's seemingly messy offensive actually mastered the entire rhythm of the entire battle. His slashes were like a rain of rain, not giving his opponent any chance to think and forcing him to follow his own thoughts.

However, when it comes to fighting with instinct, who is stronger than a beast like Zaraki Kenpachi?

Sufeng is adapting.

The tyrannical level of swordsmanship is not just talk.

How can the swordsmanship that even Yamamoto Genryusai admires be broken by such a brutal attack method?

As Sufeng entered Zaraki Kenpachi's rhythm, he matched it at the fastest speed and adapted.

The counterattack began.

The cold wind lingers on the blade, extending in a spiral until it reaches the tip of the blade.

Pfft——

The blood exploded on Zaragi Kenpachi's left shoulder, blooming a gorgeous flower of evil, soaking the messy ground.

The physical pain did not stop him from attacking.

On the contrary, after seeing the blood, Saraki Kenpachi's ferocity was really aroused, and the already crazy offensive became more rapid, completely abandoning his own defense.

Injury for injury, life for life!

If this was a life-and-death fight, then he could be forgiven for doing so.

But this is just an ordinary battle contest.

The frenzied slashes without the slightest tricks, like a madman, fell one after another.

The riotous golden spiritual pressure gradually infiltrated the surrounding area until it covered the entire battlefield.

The ground trembled constantly during the battle between the two, the gravel jumped, and the dust flew up. The aftermath alone almost completely destroyed this remote place.

"What are you afraid of?" Saraki Kenpachi grinned, "Use all your strength!"

"Tsunayashiro Sufeng, you are far more than that, don't let me underestimate you!!"

Facing the questioning, Su Feng's eyes remained indifferent, looking at his opponent as if he was looking at a dead person.

Kendo: Fushu!

The spiritual pressure was condensed on the blade, and the bluish-white blade shimmered, like stars bursting into bloom under the night.

"Huh? The old man's swordsmanship?!"

Zaraki Kenpachi did not retreat but advanced, the speed of his slashing did not decrease, and even became a little bit stronger, as fast as thunder.

However, Sufeng's blade was a little faster.

The violent vertical slash fell on Saraki Kenpachi's chest in an instant, and the flesh and blood were torn apart in an instant, and the blood gushed out like a fountain.

A huge gap spread from the position of his left shoulder to his lower right abdomen. The hideous flesh and blood were separated, and the bones could be seen deep.

For an ordinary person, this kind of injury would be regarded as a natural talent, let alone a battle.

However, Zaraki Kenpachi's attack did not even slow down by half, and the serrated sword in his hand slashed forward without hesitation.

Phew——

The sound of tearing cloth sounded in Sufeng's palm. He raised his left arm, spread his fingers, and placed his fleshy palm just where the blade fell.

But at the same time, Sufeng's left hand was almost cut open by Zaraki Kenpachi.

It can only be said that this kind of fighting method of exchanging injuries for injuries is really catching people off guard.

And during this short battle, Sufeng clearly sensed that Zaraki Kenpachi's spiritual pressure was steadily rising.

It's like opening and hanging, but it's actually unblocking.

"Hahaha!" Zaraki Kenpachi took a few steps back and kept laughing wildly, "This is fighting!"

"Tsunaya Sufeng, I recognize your strength!"

As he finished speaking, he suddenly pulled off the blindfold on his right eye, and all his spiritual pressure exploded.

Suddenly, a golden beam of light shot straight into the sky in a spiral shape, tearing open a gap in the clouds at the zenith again.

The dazzling light covered the surroundings, as if swallowing everything.

Facing the violent spiritual pressure, Sufeng remained unmoved. A green light glowed on his left hand, and his wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Reply to the seventh: Sen Luo Sheng Sheng.

Li Huidao hasn't had time to learn yet, but with the current fighting specifications, Senluo Shengsheng is enough.

Shaking away the remaining blood beads on his palm, the more violent spiritual pressure turned into a huge beam of light and swept up.

The howling wind in the distance seemed to be welcoming the arrival of the king. It circled around the battlefield and swallowed up all tangible and intangible things.

The best way to defeat the beast-like Kenpachi Zaraki is to defeat him in an instant with his crushing strength.

Sufeng stared in front of him indifferently, the thunder above the zenith became more and more fierce, the air was filled with anxious breath, and there seemed to be a faint spirit burning.

The green and white wind gradually converged and was replaced by manic blue and purple electric light.

The few powers of the Perfection Technique all poured into the blade, and the thunder that was already exploding became even more violent.

Zaraki Kenpachi adapted to all his spiritual pressure as quickly as possible. The ferocious crack in his chest had stopped the blood flow, and his originally black pupils turned gray, as if he was a beast that had completely lost its mind.

"It's so interesting, this is the real battle!"

As soon as the words fell, a golden stream of light rushed out, and the ground below made an overwhelming sound, and the layers collapsed!

Zaragi Kenpachi fell forward like a shooting star!

The roaring sound resounded in the thick clouds, and the ferocious thunder burst out with dazzling light, forming an unparalleled huge thunder pillar in an instant.

As the blade in Sufeng's hand fell, the thunder pillar descended from the sky with a devastating force, and suddenly swallowed Zaraki Kenpachi's body completely!

Boom! !

An unparalleled shock wave swept across the entire battlefield in an instant, and the strong wind swept across it, making it look like a doomsday scene!