Death: I can become stronger by drinking alcohol

Chapter 232 I seem to understand Swastika too

Ichimaru Gin narrowed his eyes and smiled playfully.

He has always had confidence in the power of his Zanpakutō.

It can be said that in Ichimaru Gin's eyes, the main opponent was within the shooting range and was unexpectedly targeted.

Then the chance of escaping is almost zero.

Not to mention, Grimmjow was in a state of being a clone at the same time as there was a gap in strength between him and him.

Life and death are just within reach.

Buzz!

The sound of vibration in the air suddenly sounded.

An invisible gravity enveloped the entire world like a frenzy.

At this moment, whether it is a human body or the flowing air.

It felt like it was getting heavier.

boom!

A dull collision sounded without warning.

The spear that was originally pointed directly at Grimmjow's eyebrows instantly deflected under the sudden change of gravity.

When Zhongxu reacted, the snow-white blade.

Brushing Grimmjow's neck, he shot through the ground.

Seeing this scene, everyone present was stunned.

Ichimaru Gin couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and said with eyes like a poisonous snake: "Isn't this the kid's gravity?"

"Did the purpose of my sniper killing be revealed, making that kid think I was attacking him, so he subconsciously defended himself?"

"It seems that I can only step out of the darkness and explain to him, otherwise he will become suspicious and my matter will be even more difficult to handle."

"Who is it, get out quickly, dare to hide behind you, and carry out sneak attacks secretly!"

Grimmjow suddenly woke up and roared hysterically.

As the king of the world, Achiukas is infinitely close to Vastod.

When had Grimmjow ever tried this kind of thing?

Moreover, he was almost shot in the head in front of other Achucas.

Suffice it to say, this is an absolute disgrace.

"Haha, it's really interesting Achiukas, but the Death God you captured is the kid I'm looking for. If you don't mind, can you let him go?"

Ichimaru Gin said with a warm smile.

"In exchange, I will leave immediately."

"Otherwise, I will kill you!"

As soon as the words fell, the murderous aura in Ichimaru Gin's body suddenly exploded.

In an instant, the void in the field was directly enveloped.

This is the confidence of being a captain.

For an ordinary god of death, Vastod might be very strong.

But Ichimaru Gin is extremely confident in his own strength and his Zanpakutō abilities.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been secretly undercover for more than a hundred years, looking for opportunities to kill Sosuke Aizen.

However, as soon as he said these words, the atmosphere in the venue was obviously inappropriate.

"Hiccup, you big Xu, you dare to sneak attack on my men, I must do something bad to you."

Kuroyu burped and took the lead in leaving the crowd.

Seeing this violent movement, Ichimaru Gin was stunned.

Is this the legendary expression of love?

Or maybe he underestimated Shiba Kuroba's ability to be able to take Achiukas and Wastod under his wing.

"Harribel, let's take action together. Teach this god of death a lesson."

Grimmjow roared angrily.

Originally, the other party revealed his identity as the God of Death, but Ichimaru Gin was still a little apprehensive.

However, now Shiba Kuroba also took action himself.

This made Grimmjow completely let go.

The worst he could do was beat him half to death, and he could use Shiba Kuroba's drunken attack to make it easier to explain afterwards.

"Stop, I think he seems to become stronger after drinking!"

Harribel reached out and stopped Grimmjow.

The incomprehensible words made his expression stagnant.

He looked at Shiba Kuroba in disbelief.

This frivolous gesture was such that he couldn't even stand firmly.

Will it really be stronger?

Ichimaru Gin, who was high in the sky, looked at these hollows. Not only did he not take action against Shiba Kuroha, but he planned to join forces to deal with him.

This is quite a shocking feeling.

Chaotic thoughts flashed through Ichimaru Gin's mind.

Looking at the strange combination of Death and Hollow below, he sneered softly.

"Originally, I planned to put on a good show and then kill you. Now it seems that I can only do it in an honest way."

"However, I'm afraid it's impossible to deal with you just by using Hajiki. In order to make Aizen completely believe in me, I can only use Hajiki."

After the words fell, Ichimaru Gin's aura suddenly became dangerous.

The moment his eyes turned in vain and locked on Shiba Kuroha, the Zanpakuto clenched in his right hand was unsheathed again.

"God's Killing Spear·Wuta!"

boom!

The sound of piercing air suddenly sounded.

Harribel and Grimmjow's expressions changed dramatically.

At this moment, they felt the breath of death descending on them.

What shocked them the most was when they heard the piercing sound of the air.

The white horse trainer had already appeared in front of Shiba Kuroha.

This kind of attack, which even the nerves are completely unable to react to, is simply like the god of death urging him to die.

Phew!

The sound of piercing air sounded again.

However, the sight that caught their eye made everyone's pupils suddenly shrink.

Originally, the magic spear that was supposed to penetrate Shiba Kuroba did not appear on the other side of the body after one end of it pierced the head.

That feeling seemed to have disappeared.

"Hiccup, you're really terrible. If I hadn't freed Hei Mu in advance and neutralized your attack deflection, I might have really been hit."

Shiba Kuroba raised the wine bottle in his hand and took a sip.

Black mist overflowed from the body surface, covering the skin with a thin film.

The disappearing blade was transferred by the space distorted by this layer of black mist.

It's as if Black Feather's body surface is always covered with black holes.

"Let me think about it, I seem to understand swastika too."

Black Feather wiped the drink from the corner of his mouth, raised his eyelids with difficulty and said.

"By the way, this is my first time using my swastika."

"Liberate, Great Dark Sky!"

Intermittent words sputtered out of Black Feather's mouth.

With a backhand, the Zanpakutō that was clenched tightly fell to the ground.

The violent scene made Ichimaru Gin raise his eyebrows.

"Shiba Kuroba, are you really drunk? Hasn't this Kuro Mu's swastika been used in this world before? The power is indeed very good, but compared with my divine spear, it is obviously far behind."

"Your method of distorting space may be able to evade my blow, but if my attack speed continues to increase and the attack frequency continues to increase, I would like to know how long your spiritual power or methods can sustain it. .”

E Chang's words came out in a hesitant voice, and there was no doubt that there was playfulness between the words.

As a veteran captain, he is also Aizen Sosuke's chosen partner.

Ichimaru Gin believes that he has talents that others do not have.

At least, in terms of strength, Ichimaru Gin believed that he could definitely defeat a newcomer.

Especially a drunk newcomer.

However, as soon as these thoughts emerged, an inexplicable chill made Ichimaru Gin's nerves suddenly tense.

The Zanpakutō that merged into the earth seemed to instantly change the world.

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