The Swordsman of the Grim Reaper

Chapter 169 The hurt of some things is invisible

The tip of the knife pierced the air, making a piercing whistle, and the flames covering it swayed.

Tian Daoxun was not flustered.

How to deal with sneak attacks from all directions, front, back, up, left, and right, has already been engraved in this plump body.

Years of practice will not deceive people.

Her body reacted almost instinctively, standing on tiptoe, she jumped up from the ground lightly like a cloud, her head tilted to the right, her black hair slid down her shoulders, her waist was so thin that it was suspected that she had no bones, her feet seemed to be The whip whipped to the right.

The spiritual pressure is like a river rushing to the sea, rushing to the heels mighty and mighty, and turning into a light white blade that wraps around the calf.

Tianliu Rousha.

She has experienced countless battles, big and small, and fought against all kinds of enemies in her life.

The enemies of the direct attack system are easy to fight, but those enemies of the ghost system, flowing water system, and heat system will be a little tricky.

As a result, various Baida schools were born, and the fusion of those schools' strengths and weaknesses is Tianliu.

She had never thought about how to confront the flame that could not be extinguished.

But in order to defeat Yamamoto Genryuzai, she deliberately studied the best way to restrain the flames.

That is not to touch.

Kill from distance.

Baishi's eyes narrowed slightly, the dark spiritual pressure overflowed from the body surface, the orange flame became more intense, Zhan Gang flashed forward and stabbed forward, without any change.

In an instant.

Ding, sparks burst out from the top of his head, and their spiritual pressure collided with each other. The light white spiritual blade could not split his thick black hair like needles.

The skin of the Nightbringer, apart from the inextinguishable karma, also has extremely high defense.

This metal-like skin is by no means a good-looking display.

He only needs to cover any corner of his body with Reiatsu, and it will be as hard as a blade.

Tiandaoxun's Soft Breaking Slash could not achieve meritorious deeds, and he did not foolishly forcefully connect with the karmic fire-wrapped Steel Flash. The person is as light as a feather, but he exerted force from an incredible angle in the air.

It seems that she is using the light white spiritual blade as her foothold, but such a movement, if she wants to complete it, still makes people feel incredible.

She just managed to finish it.

The burning blade was closer.

?Tiandao Xun's dull eyes were illuminated by orange flames. If it was someone else, her fancy operations would be somewhat paused.

Because of that way of avoiding, who would have thought of it?

But Baishi's knife didn't stop at all, as if he had already predicted how she would dodge, and was ready to turn in advance.

Her actions were seen through.

Tiandaoxun's expression showed excitement, and he was about to tear his clothes, "Ha!"

A loud drink.

The waist was pushed back, and the weight changed from top to bottom, so that the upper body naturally surpassed the lower body, and her right hand was also caught by the light white spirit blade, and slashed down fiercely.

boom!
The two extremely strong spiritual pressure collided, the atmosphere was split, and the orange flame burst, turning into a sea of ​​fire and rolling upwards.

Tiandaoxun used the impact to writhe in the air, trying to find a gap to wear it like light shining into the dense forest.

But the vast sea of ​​flames covered the sky for several kilometers without a single gap.

Only she creates gaps.

Tiandaoxun was about to rush down.

A dark whirlwind suddenly rolled up from the bottom, and flames with a radius of several kilometers were sucked into it.

A mix of orange and dark.

It turned into a huge fire tornado.

dead!
It was the first time that Tendo Kaoru's body sent such a clear and clear warning, and even the last time he faced Shigekuni Yamamoto's swastika was not so dangerous.

Just a wind.

She has crushed natural disasters more violent than this wind with her fists.

But her instincts moved far faster than her brain. Before she made a decision, her body had already made a decision, and she immediately chose Shunpo to avoid it.

"Tsk," Baishi felt a little regretful, but he had to say that this was a very wise decision.

If there is any hesitation, the opponent will definitely be involved in the wind, and under the cover of karmic fire, they will definitely die.

pity……

Baishi put away the knife, the opponent's spiritual pressure was beyond the range of perception, obviously he did not intend to continue fighting.

He didn't chase, not because of the idea of ​​sympathy.

If it is an enemy, it should be killed or killed.

It's just that he's not in great shape.

Indulgence is not without consequences, but it is hidden very deeply.

Generally, there is no problem, and it is a fight with a strong person of Tiandaoxun's level.

That kind of high-intensity fighting and spiritual pressure consumption caused a feeling of being unable to do what he wanted, which was very similar to kidney deficiency.

He sighed.

Alcohol and sex are harmful, you must quit drinking in the future.

Shiraishi lifted the swastika, and the dark skin and shoulder armor gradually dissipated, returning to their original appearance.

Huh, the white-bearded old man stood in front of him, his cane was poked into the dirt, and his hands were placed on it.

The long-sleeved feathers draped over the shoulders fluttered in the wind. He was dressed in a black deadly costume with a white belt around his waist.

His face was old, with the marks left by the axes of time, and the cross scar showed his identity.

Yamamoto Genryasai.

Shiraishi has seen a lot in anime, and it was the first time he saw the captain of the god of death when he traveled to the world of corpses and souls.

"Kun has escaped?"

"Well, I don't understand why she attacked me?"

Yamamoto Genryuzai narrowed his eyes, and said lightly: "She is eager to challenge the strong. If you are alone, you will naturally be attacked by her."

Kaoru... If you are not quite familiar with it, it is rare for adults to call a person by that.

He asked curiously, "Captain Yamamoto, are you familiar with her?"

"generally."

Yamamoto Genryuzai replied lightly, all his thoughts were kept in his heart, and he didn't want to reveal too much to the outside world.

After all, the identity is there.

It is doomed that he cannot talk too much about his troubles with the people below.

This identity does not refer to the captain, but the age of Yamamoto Genryuzai.

There must be a generation gap between the old man in his 80s and the young man in his 20s.

Not to mention that Yamamoto Genryuzai has a lifespan of thousands of years, and even Jiro Sparrow, who has lived for more than 2000 years, is an imp in his mouth.

"When are you going back to Seireitei?" asked Yamamoto Genryuzai.

Baishi shrugged his shoulders and said: "It depends on the situation, first settle Konghe, and then decide whether to return to Seilingting."

"As long as you are outside, Kaoru will definitely find you again, be careful not to get too far away from Sei Ling Ting."

Yamamoto Genryuzai squinted his eyes and looked to the right, and without saying anything, Shunpo disappeared from here.

"Huh, what a terrible old man."

Baishi wiped his forehead with his hand, it was sweating from the heat, talking to this person within three steps, it was like staying by the side of the sun, and the fiery spiritual pressure continued to hit.

This is not intentional pressure from Yamamoto Genryuzai.

It was purely because his spiritual sense was too sharp, and he peeled off the hidden coat outside the Yamamoto Motoryuzai Reiatsu, revealing the most real Reiatsu inside.

I didn't feel this way when I faced Aizen last time, and it may be that the nature of the spiritual pressure is different.

Yamamoto Genryuzai's Reiatsu is more aggressive, Aizen's Reiatsu is more restrained, huge and silent, just like the Dead Sea recorded in the Old Testament.

The two deserve to be the figures who stand at the pinnacle of death.

This thought flashed through Baishi's mind.

Shiba Kuzuru rushed back from the right.

　ps: Ampere is dead, which makes me patronize to eat melons on the Internet, and the third one has to be postponed
　　
　
(End of this chapter)