The Swordsman of the Grim Reaper

Chapter 62 Zeraki Kenpachi's Madness

As the huge mushroom cloud rose, the angelic halo-like cloud opened outward, and the gust of wind blew away the dust in front of Shattered Peak.

The mushroom cloud showed a more complete gesture.

Haha~ the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

This time, even if Shiraishi didn't die, he would be seriously injured.

It was a pity that the boy's embarrassed appearance couldn't be seen with her own eyes, but she could still use her imagination to restore the scene, and her heart was suddenly relieved.

Immediately afterwards, she remembered a very important question, what about Oda Nobunaga?
The joint operation of the Second Division and the Eleventh Division this time is to capture Oda Nobunaga, find out the person who let him go 300 years ago, and see if it is a god of death or a nobleman.

No matter who it was, the criminal who dared to let go of the prisoner who assassinated the commander-in-chief was a traitor with two hearts towards Seoringei.

The duty of stealth maneuver is to extinguish the flames of rebellion in advance.

You know, it has only been more than 900 years since the establishment of Seireitei and the rise of Shinigami.

In the face of the millions of years of history of the Soul Society, there are many unified regimes similar to Seireitei.

It is external forces that destroy those regimes, and it is their own internal causes that cause them to be destroyed by external forces.

If it wasn't for an internal problem, how could the regime that could rule the Soul Society fall so easily.

Shattered Peak kept in mind the lessons of history, and she was even more ruthless towards external enemies, internal corruption, and traitors.

If Oda Nobunaga died, it would undoubtedly be much more difficult to find the traitor.

Suifeng looked into the distance with a look of annoyance on his face. Looking at this scene, I'm afraid that guy didn't even have any scum left.

She really shouldn't be in a hurry and use the swastika on Shiraishi.

Wait, Shiraishi and Oda Nobunaga unite...

A question suddenly appeared in her heart, is the relationship between the two so simple?Could Shiraishi be a subordinate of the man behind the scenes?
After a little thought, Suifeng shook his head and denied his thoughts.

Shiraishi was not that kind of person.

Some people are naturally ambitious and want to conquer, dominate, and some people are keen to pursue the dream of freedom.

She felt that it was impossible for someone like Shiraishi to submit to anyone. At most, she knew the people behind the scenes and helped her for some reason.

"Captain Shattered Peak," a soldier of Xing Jun landed in front of her instantly, interrupting her thinking, "Are you alright?"

"It's okay." Suifeng raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, not wanting to look too embarrassed, and asked, "How is the situation now?"

"The three and five seats of the eleventh division are still fighting with two thieves, and the six seats are seriously injured and are being treated by the fourth division."

The man answered quickly, and when he saw that she was about to stand up, he subconsciously reached out to help her.

Silver-grey eyes are sharp as knives.

The outstretched hand was withdrawn immediately.

Suifeng bit her lip, disregarding her weakness, forcibly stood up against the wall, straightening her waist, she was like a stray wild cat.

Even with scars, he still maintains pride in his bones and will not accept help from others.

"Send someone to search for the explosion site of the Sparrow Bee and Thunder Whip to see if there are any survivors."

In line with the principle of prudence, Broken Peak decided to send someone to search, "In addition, Oda Nobunaga's subordinates may know some important information, and they must be captured alive."

"Hey," Xing Jun responded and asked again, "Do you want to send someone from Captain Zeraki?"

Suifeng glanced at the south, and his slap in the face showed disgust, "Don't worry about that guy."

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In the gradually destroyed jungle.

"Hahahaha!"

Zeraki Kenpachi laughed unbridled, slashed, slashed, slashed, and the death tyrant and captain Yuori became tattered.

As many as a dozen wounds appeared on that tall and thin body.

How is this going?

Miyamoto Musashi was stunned.

Relying on the two days of first-class with both offense and defense, he has not been cut once in the battle until now.

The situation was clearly in his favor.

Why is Zaragi Kenpachi laughing?Why can't this guy cut down?
No, let alone fall.

The golden spiritual pressure was getting higher and higher, and a pale skeleton could be seen grinning in it, "Hahaha!"

Zenggi Kenpachi never imagined that he would go all out and the other party would still be able to hold on. He was so happy, how long has it been since he was so happy?

Forgot, at this moment, I just want to enjoy the joy brought by this fight.

"Give me death!" Miyamoto Musashi roared, in order to hide the indescribable fear in his heart.

He quickly stepped forward, the ether knife blocked the falling blade, and when he twisted up, the small knife stabbed his heart fiercely.

Zeraki Kenpachi grabbed the small sword with his left hand, and was somewhat used to Nitian's first-class attack method.

This is the reason for Miyamoto Musashi's fear, and he can't be shaken by laughter alone.

What really shakes him is Kenpachi Zaraki, whose fighting level has been steadily improving.

It must be completely defeated with a ruthless move.

Miyamoto Musashi abandoned the sword, and the man turned sideways to avoid the edge of the blade, and then jumped up, like a goshawk soaring at a low altitude.

Two days first class · Xianglong flash.

A knife slashed at Zaraki Kenpachi's neck, and a large amount of blood spurted out.

Miyamoto Musashi landed on the ground behind him and turned around, "Success?"

The tone is not quite sure.

Xianglongshan is to break the habit of two days first-class, big sword defense, small sword attack, change to small sword feint attack, big sword main attack, it is specially to deal with those who see through the second day first-class attack.

"Uh, this time is really strong, I'll give it back to you."

Zaraki Kenpachi turned around, threw the small dagger in his hand to Miyamoto Musashi, and said with a grin, "Keep fighting."

"what!!!!"

Miyamoto Musashi shouted in a broken way, tears poured out, dropped the sword, knelt on the ground, lowered his head and said, "I'm really fed up, no matter how much I kill, I won't kill you, give me a treat."

"Huh? What nonsense are you talking about? Hurry up and keep fighting!"

Zeraki Kenpachi is not happy, how can he stop when he is about to reach his climax?
"Whatever you want." Miyamoto Musashi had a hopeless expression on his face.

Zaraki Kenpachi raised the knife with one hand and slashed down, but Miyamoto Musashi didn't respond, and when he saw that the blade was about to hit the back of his head, "Tsk."

Zeraki Kenpachi didn't really chop down, he lifted the knife, carried it on his shoulders and walked past him.

Miyamoto Musashi's eyes flashed with joy.

Too naive, these guys who were born to fight are too naive, obsessed with frontal combat, and forget what the meaning of combat itself is.

For Miyamoto Musashi, it doesn't matter what the means are, the important thing is to win.

He quickly grabbed the big sword, the small sword, poured all the spiritual pressure, and turned around to cut the defenseless Kenpachi into three pieces.

Who knows, Zeraki Kenpachi is not facing him, but facing him, and he also poses with both hands holding the knife above his head.

Suzhen, the most basic skill of kendo.

Miyamoto Musashi recognized this gesture at a glance, and also understood that the other party saw through his careful thoughts.

His sword went first, and Kenpachi's sword came first.

The skull split directly, and all the way down, the whole body split in half, followed by the earth, air, mountains and rivers.

The whole world seemed to be split in half by this knife.

In the endless chirping of the ground, the trees on both sides were trembling, and the air seemed to be screaming, making a wind sound like a baby crying.

Zaraki Jian Bayi threw the blood from the knife and turned around, this time it was really over.

Caolu Baqianliu leaped on his shoulder, "Xiaojian won again."

"Yeah." Zaragi Kenpachi grinned and strode towards Glazed Moon City, hoping to catch up with a battle or two.

　ps: Thanks for the reward of Luozhimo.

　　ps: The new book has been selected, and I don’t dare to expect too much. I just want to be able to kill all the way to the top. If you want to achieve this goal, it all depends on the brothers!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)