Grim Reaper: Self-discipline Captain of Seireitei

Chapter 115 Melee Mage
"The teeth are bright!"

Rotten Wood Xianghe leaped into the air, holding the knife in one hand and pressing the blade with the other.

The spiritual pressure erupted, and a circular green halo appeared in front of him. Dozens of fierce green light beams shot out from it, instantly blocking all dodging spaces.

Faced with such a level of attack, Su Feng's eyes brightened, Kuchiki Xianghe was obviously much stronger than that Takehara Kazuhiro.

Even if you don't use Zanpakuto's ability, it is still above the standard captain level.

This instant ghost way alone is enough to crush very few Captain Death.

Su Feng raised the knife and slashed, the bluish-white wind lingered on the blade, whistling out in a spiral state, stirring the raging wind blades on the ruined streets.

The Blade of the Wind!

Su Feng mainly uses the power of Lan Yin's wind element, and the attack moves developed, compress the howling wind and condense it into countless wind blades, instantly blocking all areas in front of it.

The sound of gold and iron intertwining stirred in midair, and the wind blade exploded, shattering all the green light beams in an instant.

The wind-chasing blade remained undiminished, and once again moved towards the figure of Rotten Wood Xianghe in the sky.

"Binding Dao 81: Breaking the Void!"

Kuchimu Xianghe had a ferocious expression, and let out a roar, and the transparent arm barrier instantly condensed into shape, resisting in front of him.

As the wind blade fell, the tooth-piercing sound of cutting could be heard endlessly.

Even Su Feng himself felt his scalp go numb.

This sound is like scratching the blackboard with a fingernail, and it will be amplified dozens of times.

Standing on the ground, Su Feng was still like this, but the expression of Rotten Wood Xianghe, who was clinging to the barrier of Duankong, was instantly distorted like a ghost, not human.

He had to admit that the level of disgust of this little ghost of death was second only to Kuchiki Yinling and Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekuni.

"Damn God of Death, to use such despicable methods!"

Kuchiki Xianghe took a while to calm down, and raised the Zanpakuto in his hand again in anger, and the lavender Reiatsu erupted in an instant.

"Bingya Zhenglan!"

On the street, the temperature plummeted!
A large amount of ice and snow suddenly condensed on the front end of the blade held by Kuchimu Xianghe, and as the blade fell, it rushed out in a mighty manner.

Like a flood breaking a dike, everything it passed was frozen, covered with a thick layer of silver frost.

The power of this type of breakthrough is far greater than the previous attack.

Su Feng's expression remained unchanged, the bluish-white wind breath entangled on the blade, spiritual pressure poured out of it, the wind breath was instantly compressed, and its color suddenly deepened.

One knife flow · break the air!
With a single slash, the crescent-shaped sword pressure mixed with the breath of the wind, roared across the sky, and met the oncoming wind and snow head-on.

Ka la la la! !
Wherever the sword pressure passed, the ice and snow shattered, and all things revived. Whether it was the frozen ground or the mighty ice and snow like a flood, they could not resist the advancing trend of the blue and white light!
Kuchimu Xianghe's pupils shrank suddenly in fear, blinked instantly, and avoided the sharp Duankong sword pressure at a weak angle.

"The ability to go straight..."

With a hideous face, he roared angrily, "You will never understand my power!"

The moment the voice fell.

Kuchiki Kawakawa waved the Zanpakutō Muramasa again, strangely, there was no movement this time, as if it was just an ordinary swing of the sword.

However, when Su Feng tried to dodge with Shunbu, he found that his whole body could not move, as if bound by countless ropes.

"Battle experience will always be the indelible gap between you and me."

Kuchimu Xianghe had the winning ticket in his hands, and the tip of the knife turned into a green circular halo again, and he was going to pierce Sufeng's head, limbs and body.

He wants to return the pain that Yamamoto Genyakusai Shigekuni gave to him back then!

In Kuchiki Xianghe's heart, he had already determined that Sufeng was the successor of Yamamoto Genryuzai.

Obviously, being imprisoned and sealed for hundreds of years, his mind is not normal anymore.

Su Feng lowered his head and found that his shadow was entwined by dozens of black shadows, and at the end of the black shadows was the sole of Rotten Wood Xianghe's feet.

"Shadow Binding?"

He was not too surprised when he recalled the method of the dead wood ringing the river.

Whether to act or not has little effect on Sufeng.

While he was unable to move, Kuchimu Xianghe would certainly not be able to move freely...

Just as this thought arose, a new round of tooth-like glare shot out from the tip of the knife, and the sound of being torn apart filled the air.

"Go to hell, idiot!"

The Roaring Wood River roared, as crazy as it looked.

"Binding Dao 81: Breaking the Void!"

Su Feng maintained a stiff posture of swinging the knife, and the substantive spiritual pressure burst out, instantly condensing a transparent barrier several meters high.

Dozens of beams of light fell on the barrier without leaving even a trace.

The bluish-white wind breath was compressed, forming a dark wind that wrapped around Su Feng's body in an instant, hanging down naturally like a feather, and the hem fluttered lightly, overflowing and flowing like water waves.

Broken Wind Feather Coat.

It is a research and development work based on the improvement of Lingzi affinity, which can comprehensively improve the speed, strength and defense of Sufeng.

The moment the Duanfeng Yuyi was formed, the connection of the Shadow Binding Technique was cut off immediately, and Sufeng regained his freedom.

The next moment, his legs were slightly bent, and the wind lingered on them.

Instant burst.

The roaring sound resounded on the ground, and the terrifying force instantly formed a spider web-shaped deep pit with a diameter of several meters.

Kuchimu Xianghe hadn't recovered from the shock of being broken by the shadow restraint technique, when a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

In an instant, the pupils shrank suddenly.

He swung Muramasa instinctively, trying to force Sufeng back with a close-range slash.

However, a bright knife light has already passed in front of him.

puff-

The sound of shattering sounded, and the village in front of Sufeng was broken into two pieces from the chest cavity, and then disappeared like a dream.

false body.

"Once is not long memory, twice is not long memory."

Kuchimu Xianghe's figure appeared further away, sneering disdainfully, "The victory of this battle has nothing to do with you."

However, he didn't see any surprise on Su Feng's face.

in contrast.

Su Feng's expression was extremely calm, only a slight trace of pity flashed in the depths of his eyes.

He put the knife back into its sheath, and said calmly: "I issued a trial in the name of the captain of the Ninth Division. The sound of the dead wood caused turmoil in the world of corpses and souls, causing large-scale casualties."

"Use this, the death penalty!"

Hearing this, Kuchimu Xianghe laughed wildly: "The guy who can't even tell the truth from the fake, what are you talking about?"

After the words fell, he held the Zanpakutō Muramasa, and tried to burst out the Reiatsu to launch an attack again, but he was shocked to find that his body was like a tattered balloon.

Countless spiritual pressures were released from the chest cavity.

Kuchimu Xianghe looked down in astonishment, and a tiny bloodstain slowly emerged from his chest.

Intense lavender rays of light continuously emanated from it...

(End of this chapter)