Bleach: Stir Up the Situation

Uesawa saw that Yamagata and the two had escaped smoothly. Although he knew that he had no possibility of escaping at this moment, he still showed a gratified smile. This ending is not bad.

The sobbing sound that was half a smile reappeared, and Uesawa turned his head to look, and the Killian was already standing behind him, looking at him with its mouth open and its head tilted, as if it was the first time it saw him.

In fact, the average Killian really can't tell the appearance of the god of death, the meat is for eating, and the difference in their texture is not critical. Instinct tells it that it only needs to reach out and put the food into its mouth at this time.

Facing the approaching pale giant hand, the hand that had just taken the life of his teammate not long ago, Shangze greeted it without any fear in his heart, waving the chain hammer in his hand.

"It's not my style to sit and wait for death. If you want to eat me, you have to break two teeth." No matter whether you can do it or not, that's what Shang Ze thinks in his heart, or it's not impossible to break a finger .

The imaginary collision did not come. When Shangze was about to touch the giant hand, a figure appeared out of thin air and crossed in front of him, forcibly separating the two who were about to touch each other.

"Long time no see, Shangze." The figure turned his head slowly, and Hongjiang's face, which was not much different from seven years ago, was imprinted in Shangze's eyes, "You are still quite energetic."

"Hong, Jiang?" Shangze opened his mouth wide open, subconsciously rubbed his eyes, with an expression of disbelief, "Bie Zhong? Hong Jiang!"

"That's right, it's me!" Hong Jiang stroked the stubble on his chin, and said seriously, "I haven't shaved for half a month. It's normal that you didn't recognize it. The difference from before is indeed quite big."

Hongjiang's appearance is indeed different from seven years ago, but it is not so big that he cannot be recognized at a glance. Shangze was really surprised by his strength. He only knew that Hongjiang was very strong before, but he didn't expect to be so strong.

Basically every Reaper knows the Four Great Wars, but the gap between the top and beginners is unimaginable. Take Shunpo as an example, this kind of footwork pays attention to instant movement within a certain range, and Hongjiang uses Shunpo when he is on the road.

But Shunpo only seems to move in an instant, but in fact there is still a track to be found. Uesawa and others are also Shunpo masters, but the reason why they didn't use Shunpo to break through when they were surrounded just now is because there are too many enemies, and they can easily be intercepted midway.

But Hongjiang is different. First, the range of movement is so large that he cannot detect it. Then there is the speed, anyway, he can't see the trajectory of the movement at all, such a beautiful Shunpo in the eleventh team, he has only seen three people use it.

Shunpo is one aspect, and there is absolute power. While stopping Killian's actions, he didn't feel the impact of power at all. Even the vice-captain doesn't have such a great power, right? !

Shangze didn't dare to think about it anymore, and looked at Hongjiang in a rather complicated mood. This kid is not yet a hundred years old, so he is so popular!

"What kind of eyes are you looking at!" Hong Jiang said angrily, feeling the power from his right hand suddenly increase, "It seems that this guy has no patience to wait for us to reminisce about the past, I will take you out first."

Before Shangze could react, he felt his neckline tighten, and the surrounding scenery was like an overturned color palette, and all kinds of colors kneaded together in an instant, which felt a little nauseating to be honest.

Fortunately, the uncomfortable time was very short, and the world became orderly again. Not far away were the backs of all kinds of ghosts, and the huge roar echoed in the ears, and the source of the sound was the bent Kylian.

The strong wind appeared out of thin air, blowing Shangze's face aching, but at this moment he couldn't feel it at all.

"We were there just now, right?" Shangze pointed at the place where the yellow smoke billowed up at the moment, and turned his head stiffly to look at Hongjiang, hoping to get an explanation.

"It's so dangerous, it's so dangerous, I almost couldn't escape!" Hong Jiang said, and whistled along the way, with a relaxed expression on his face, it was impossible to see how nervous he was.

Shangze finally understands, what is dangerous, what is almost a dog leash, it doesn't exist at all, right!

Hongjiang's whistle successfully attracted everyone's attention. Seeing that the opponent's attention had returned to him, Shangze hugged Hongjiang's arm.

"What are you doing?"

"Wait until you continue running!"

Hong Jiang cast a disdainful look, removed his hand from his arm, and said, "Don't wait for me, just go first."

"This bunch of rubbish can't just be thrown here, can it?" Hong Jiangtan said the last sentence with his hands on his hands, and his figure disappeared in place.

He won't go back again, will he? ! Shangze quickly looked at Xu Qun, only to see that Hong Jiang had appeared behind one Xu at some point, with two black hands pressing on the other's head, five fingers deeply embedded in its smooth white mask.

"Where are you looking at?"

Accompanied by Hong Jiang's cry, the quilt was forcibly lowered, its huge head hit the ground heavily, the mask on its face was smashed into pieces, it seemed that it was dead beyond death.

At this moment, everyone knew where to look. The original delicious food, Shangze, was ignored gorgeously, and turned to the provocative Hongjiang.

Immediately afterwards, Shangze saw Hongjiang's fighting style, which he later regarded as his lifelong pursuit, an artistic fighting style.

Hong Jiang, who is in the void, sometimes raises a column of blood with a short blade in his hand, sometimes with gloves and boots, and his limbs turn into the most dexterous combat weapons, playing an alternative symphony with flesh and bones.

The figure shuttled back and forth among the empty groups, like an ape swinging in the forest. In Shangze's view, Hongjiang didn't seem to be under siege at all, but more like a butterfly flapping its wings leisurely among the flowers.

Fists, palms, elbows, and knees always appear at the right time, as if they had been arranged long ago. No matter how much space they have, no matter what direction they come from, and no matter how close their minions are to Hong Jiang, they will be there in the next second. Destined to fly to an unknown place.

One even flew to Shangze's feet. With his excellent professionalism, Shangze casually cut it and sent it to see Lord Lingwang.

Tsukikage, who was farther away, also saw this scene. To be honest, he was shocked. He didn't expect that Hong Jiang, whom he regarded as a dandy, had such strength. Can Kawei Jin in his team really be better than this young man in front of him? There was a big question mark in Yueying's heart.

Putting aside these thoughts, he also wanted to join in at this moment, not to claim credit, but to give some assistance to this young man who was fighting alone.

But the problem is that Killian, Moon Shadow looks at the huge black shadow in the distance as if watching a play, hoping it can keep watching like this until other reinforcements arrive.

Moon Shadow's prayer seemed to have the opposite effect. Kylian, who had been sluggish for a long time, suddenly raised his head, opened his mouth and roared loudly, and Moon Shadow in the distance even felt the air vibrate with this sound.

It wasn't the sobbing that was half a smile before, but this time the voice was high and powerful. Even though the species was different and the language was different, everyone present knew that it was angry!