Bleach: Stir Up the Situation

The man looked at the Shinigami and Quincy around him, condensed a spirit spear in each hand, and threw it in both directions of the street.

The person who was touched by the two spears was instantly punched with a big hole, and his body went limp and fell directly to the ground.

The man ignored it and rushed directly into the crowd. Whether it was a Shinigami or a Quincy, everyone he looked at was killed by him. In just a few breaths, there were about a hundred Shinigami in the entire street. and the Quincy were slaughtered completely by him.

Uzhihua walked out of the hole made by the man and looked at the other party's killing without distinguishing between friend and foe. A trace of doubt appeared in her eyes. She did not think that such crazy behavior was because the other party had lost his reason and fighting spirit.

The man turned around, wiped the blood from his face with the back of his hand, and said with a proud expression, "You can't understand my current behavior, Death."

"I don't need to understand the despicable behavior of a guy who can swing a knife at his companions without hesitation."

Unohana's tone was full of disgust and disdain. During her days as Unohana Yasenryu, no matter how boring she was, she never waved a sword at her companions.

"Remember my name well, God of Death!" The man pointed at himself and said proudly: "I am Dolisk Belsi of the Knights of the Star Cross. The holy word O (overkill) given by His Majesty means mass murder."

"Whether it's a human or an animal, a god of death or a Quincy, any creature I kill will enhance my power."

Belsi moved her wrist, "I had already killed a hundred people before I came here. Just added up, there must be a hundred people. I am completely different now than I was just now, woman!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Belsi rushed forward and punched Unohana directly in the face. Uozhihua dodged to the side, and then slashed away with a knife.

Only this time, a spirit spear just blocked her blade. Belsi swung it hard, and the huge force even flew the Uzuki flower away.

"I told you, I have become stronger, woman!"

Uozhihua's tiger's mouth was split open by the shock, but with a flash of white light on her hand, this insignificant wound disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"That seems to be the case, so killing the weak and wielding a knife on your companions is just to make yourself stronger? Just using the power accumulated from the corpses of the weak will eventually be vulnerable, as you will see soon."

Uozhihua's tiger's mouth was split open by the shock, but with the flash of white light on her hand, this insignificant wound disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Then she tiptoed and arrived in front of Bel Xi in an instant.

"I've been able to capture your movements, woman!"

Belxi's eyes widened, and he swung the spirit spear in his hand forward, straight towards Uozhihua's waist.

But at this moment, Maozhihua actually took a step back. Just one step away, the spirit spear just passed by, and then she stabbed Belsi with a knife.

Upon seeing this, Berxi immediately swung the spear back. Unexpectedly, the Zanpakutō in Unohana's hand turned and stabbed towards his wrist. Berxi had no time to withdraw his strength, and his wrist hit the opponent's blade. superior.

The long knife instantly penetrated Bersi's wrist. Unohana jumped upwards, spun in mid-air with the help of the Zanpakutō inserted into Bersi's wrist, and then kicked Bersi on the head.

Although she looked like a weak woman, this kick made Belsi feel extremely powerful. He fell forward uncontrollably and fell directly to the ground.

But Maozhihua's torture did not end there. She held it and twisted it hard. With a click, Belsi's right hand was twisted like a twist.

Then she forcefully pulled the Zanpakutō inserted into the opponent's wrist, and the bones and flesh of Bersi's thick arm were suddenly separated. This was not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing was that the knife was approaching his head along the arm.

Belsi tried to break free, but his entire right arm was pinned to the ground by the Maozhihua, making him unable to move at all.

He couldn't hesitate at the critical moment. The vertical knife in his left hand flashed with light, and he followed the sword abruptly.

He cut off his entire right arm at the shoulder.

Then, regardless of whether it looked good or not, he raised his head in time and sat down on the ground, then put his feet hard and flew out like a cannonball.

Belch stood up while covering the wound on his right arm, staring cautiously in the direction of Uozhihua, while still turning his eyes to look elsewhere.

He simply didn't understand Mao Zhihua's psychology. The opponent's attack was not fierce, but it was extremely dangerous.

Although Uzhihua's previous attacks were from the front, Belch didn't think the opponent was brave, but rather insidious. Especially the attack that caused him to lose his hand was extremely insidious.

Such an enemy might attack him from the side or even the back next time. All previous actions may be the obstacles set up by the opponent.

But when the smoke cleared, Uzhihua did not attack. She still stayed in the same position, holding the knife in her right hand, and holding Belsi's arm that was almost divided into two halves in her left hand, as if she was deliberately showing it to him. The other person seems to be.

"Actually, you don't have to worry at all. I didn't have any intention of taking your life just now." Uzhihua said calmly and horrifying words, "I said that I will give you back the pain you gave my team members a thousand times. , have you forgotten?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a blue flame suddenly ignited in her hand, burning the severed arm in her hand completely.

"You Quincy have a move called Random Puppet. With the help of thin threads formed by spirit seeds, you can forcibly sew the body and drive it to continue fighting. I will not give you such a chance."

Uzhihua said, shaking off the blood on the knife, "This time it's the right hand, next time it's the left hand, and the right leg, the left leg, I will let your body fully understand the consequences of your so-called killing. The power is so fragile.”

Seeing Uzhihua approaching him step by step, Belsi felt powerless and at a loss for the first time. Should he run away? Find a group of people to kill, and maybe he could defeat the woman in front of him, right?

But how many more people need to be killed, a hundred people? But is what he sees at this moment the true strength of the other party?

Belsi didn't think so, because the woman in front of her had not even used the swastika, not even the swastika.

It had been like this from the beginning. She was purely playing with herself. She obviously had the power to kill herself with one blow, but she was playing with him like an ant!

Or should we just run away? This may be feasible, no, it should be said to be the best choice at this moment.

However, if he, who is carrying the Glory Star Cross, escapes at the moment when he has completely fought against the God of Death, Your Majesty will definitely let him die in the most painful way.

Belsi squeezed his right shoulder hard, and blood spilled from his fingertips. The biting pain woke him up and made him abandon all unrealistic thoughts.

There weren't many options left for him.

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