The Swordsman of the Grim Reaper

Chapter 223 Fierce Battle

Whether his attitude is fierce or submissive.

Unohana's thoughts will not change, she pulls back a Shunbu, intending to use the swastika.

If you can't kill him once or twice, then a hundred times, a thousand times, she doesn't believe that you can't kill Baishi.

After all, there is no one in this world who cannot be killed!
Baishi stepped forward and slashed forward, the flashes of lightning in his eyes slid past like meteors, and the pale and terrifying ghost's face approached.

He didn't intend to let Uozhihualie swat his heart easily with his left hand.

"Tsk," Uozhihualie dissatisfied, and the Hidden Sword in his left hand changed from cold and cold, and slashed at Baishi's left hand with an extremely fierce posture.

Bang, his passive was triggered, and the vortex of bloody energy suspended the movement of the Hidden Blade.

The spiritual pressure suddenly soared, condensed in his palm, and turned into a black and red light ball the size of a basketball.

In addition to super-speed regeneration, the virtual Shiraishi can also use virtual flash.

This was undoubtedly beyond Unozhihualie's expectation, she raised her brows, and quickly avoided, her wide sleeve was shattered by the flash, revealing her tender left arm.

Before she could catch her breath, the black-red Reiatsu wrapped in Zanpakutō slashed down.

"Little devil!"

Mao Zhihualie's eyes widened, and he swung a knife with his right hand to meet him.

Baishi felt that it wasn't the knife and the knife being tough, but that he slashed into the swamp with one knife, and all his strength was released.

The knife moved to the other side unconsciously, and the cold Hidden Blade pierced the throat.

"Bah!" He blindfolded his eyes with blood.

Uozhihualie's chest bulged even more, and he exhaled violently, blowing back the blood, and swept across with the sword in his left hand, trying to chop off this disgusting head.

Baishi didn't want to experience the feeling of her head falling, so he grabbed the Hidden Blade with one hand and kicked her waist hard.

With a leap, she flew up as lightly as a bird, and kicked her feet towards his face.

boom!
Shiraishi received a solid blow, and also drew out the throat sleeve sword, and aimed the five fingers of his left hand at Uo no Hana, and the black and red aura condensed on the fingertips.

Chirp, five black and red false flashes shot out.

Uozhihua Lie originally wanted to take this opportunity to use the swastika, but the false flash interrupted her thoughts, and slashed at the five false flashes with a knife.

Boom, blowing so vigorously that her long hair fluttered, she chopped off Xu Shan with brute force, and her tiger's mouth was numb.

In sight, Shiraishi flicked his fingertips repeatedly, flashing like spherical lightning, attacking Uo no Hana Lie.

Don't give her a chance to breathe.

Uozhihualie was tough once, and he already knew how powerful he was, and he was unwilling to give up the initiative on the battlefield, so he took the initiative to meet the false flash.

With the flashing light of the saber, he skillfully pushed aside the false flash, and bought a little time, "Swastika, everything is exhausted."

The coldness shrouded this infinitely wide space, blood flowed down from the wall, and even her blade also flowed bright red.

Her eyes were illuminated by the blood, and her cheeks lost that shadow, showing a bit of softness in the past.

That love-like, poignant and beautiful killing intent made Baishi pause for breath, knowing that the most difficult challenge would come next.

We can't continue to rely on super speed to regenerate waves.

Uozhihua Lie lowered his eyebrows, and appeared in front of Baishi in a short step, with a bloody knife shining like lightning.

Baishi stabbed out with the steel-chopping flash, and he took the first step to resist the blade, but the sound of ding did not sound, and the bloody air flow blows upwards from his body surface.

The Hidden Blade in his left hand also turned into a blood blade and slashed towards his neck.

He clenched his left hand into a fist, with the black and red spiritual pressure covering the surface, and directly used the virtual flash as a glove, put it on his left fist, and struck out upwards.

boom.

The black and red flashes poured into the darkness at the top, Shiraishi roared angrily, changed the knife to a sweep, and swung a bloody tornado at such a close distance.

Uozhihualie flashed a hundred meters away, and the bloody tornado followed closely, and the irresistible suction force rolled her up high.

The wind slashed without a breath.

Shiraishi used his big move.

A fatal crisis spread all over his body, and Uzhi Huarei's pupils dilated, never expecting that he would be forced to this point by a brat.

The heart that was frozen with killing intent gradually melted away the fighting intent. Instead of going against the tornado, she spun along the trend, directly pulling her whole body up.

It is easy to say, but it is by no means an easy thing to do.

In such a short period of time, making judgments and spinning requires great skill and a cool head.

Uo no Hana Lie has all these conditions.

She adjusted her body position, but instead slashed downwards from a high position.

Shiraishi swung upwards.

boom!
The powerful spiritual pressure engulfed the momentum of thunder, causing his whole body to fall to the ground.

The waves of ghosts are rippling.

The whole Wujian is covered by large and small seals, and it is by no means easy to step on a hole here.

Mao Zhihua turned around gracefully, like a fallen leaf in the wind, flew behind him, and slashed at the back of his neck with a knife.

Baishi moved Su Qin's back sword and blocked it again.

The corners of her mouth were raised, her eyes were as gentle as water, and the killing intent in her heart was completely melted away by the boiling fighting intent.

The collision of knives and knives, the fighting of skills and skills, this is the battle she pursues.

The last time I experienced this blood-boiling feeling was when I was fighting against the boy Saraki.

However, the two battles are not the same.

Facing the extremely violent Reiatsu of the boy Saraki, she couldn't use some skills at all. When fighting, she could clearly perceive her own limit and weakness.

Shiraishi didn't have such a strong sense of oppression, but the combat experience he gave her was not inferior to Saraki at all.

Jiachuan Nianliu, Jingxinzhizhiliu, Tianchen One-Sword Flow, Shinto Wunianliu...

Uo no Hanaretsu uses different styles in different styles, sometimes with two swords in parallel, sometimes with a single sword, and his style ranges from treacherous and sinister to upright.

Keep changing, keep attacking.

Baishi was pressed and beaten all the way, but he persevered, without any intention of breaking down.

His blurred body reacts extremely quickly, and with his spiritual sense within three steps, he can basically cut through every drop of rain with a knife when the sky is raining heavily.

Super-speed regeneration can also allow him to quickly recover the organs that were slashed and shattered by Unohana.

Sometimes I can fight back.

This kind of behavior stimulated the nerves of Unohana Rie more and more, her chest was filled with the joy of fighting, and the knife became faster every time.

All eight thousand streams are used.

Shiraishi forgot how many times he had been fatally injured.

Anyway, it's just a fatal injury, not worth mentioning.

"Hoo, hoo." Uozhihualie let out a moving gasp, sweat gradually emerged from his forehead, and part of it flowed to his chest.

Her cheeks were flushed, and it was very exhausting to keep attacking, not to mention being in the state of swastika all the time.

Baishi was also tired, he didn't even bother to wipe his sweat, he narrowed his eyes and said, "You, are you satisfied?"

"No."

Mao Zhihualie took a deep breath, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as bright as the wind, "You're not good enough?"

"Just kidding, I'm super fierce, okay, I won't have any problem fighting another three hundred rounds."

Baishi replied, "If you are willing to give me some rewards, saying that you can do some nasty things when you defeat you, I can even defeat you."

Uozhihua smiled fiercely, "You are really brazen, well, as long as you beat me, you can do whatever you want."

Shiraishi has been waiting for this sentence for a long time, and the perfume should play a role.

(End of this chapter)