Bleach: Secret Intentions

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The ground trembled and the dust rose and waited until the dust dissipated. In the training room, a gully that was more than a foot deep spread toward the distance.

Not far away, Xia Yan held the knife in his hand and stood there, his forehead sweating cold.

In the moment of the sniper, he used the instant step to escape, and after avoiding it, the more wooden sword eight relied only on the wind pressure, leaving a deep gully on the ground.

This power makes Xia Yan suspect that if he falls on himself, will he split himself in half.

But what makes him fear is not the other's swordsmanship, but he wants to kill himself.

That's right.

He wants to kill himself.

Miki is not trying to learn from himself, nor is he trying to understand the joy of fighting from his own battles.

But to kill yourself.

The murderousness of Haotian has covered Xia Yan’s body, and every hair of Xia Yan is erected.

Xia Yan does not know why he is doing this.

"More wooden captain, here..."

Xia Yangang wants to ask if there is any misunderstanding, but in the next moment, more wooden swords appear in front of Xia Yan, and the knife in his hand is lifted high.

"Do not talk nonsense."

More wooden swords roared, the sickle fell, Xia Yan used the instant step again, trying to escape the other side's sniper.

But when Xia Yan appeared in the distance, his body trembled fiercely.

puff.

A wound cracked in Xia Yan's chest and the blood slowly flowed out.

this is?

Xia Yan fled with an instant step, but was still smashed, and the degree of the other party actually increased again.

Xia Yan looked at the more wooden swords, and his eyes were full of fear.

"Xia Yan."

A Sanjing loves to see Xia Yan injured, wants to help him in the past, but a figure flashed, A Sanjing loves a headache, fell to the ground, lost consciousness.

And next to A Sanjing, the grass deer eight thousand streams smiled and said: "Xiaojian, Xiaoyanyan, you should not restrain yourself."

"Wait, this is the end..."

Xia Yan extended her left hand and pressed it on the wound, trying to ask what was born.

However, his sentence has not been finished yet, and even the wooden sword eight has rushed again.

Xia Yan once again used the instant step to escape, but after landing, hey, blood spurted out.

Another wound appeared in Xia Yan's chest, and the wound was deeper, which proves that the other party's degree is getting faster.

"You kid, will you just hide?"

More wooden swords and eight faces looked unhappy with Xia Yan. He moved his arm and stared at Xia Yan. He said, "But it doesn't matter. The warm-up is over. Next time, you won't hide."

Leave this sentence, the more wooden sword eight reveal a sly smile, the teeth reflect a white light.

At the moment when this ray of light came into view, the figure of the wooden sword eight had already come to the front, and the sickle fell.

Faster, more terrible strength.

Can't hide, and this knife is very deadly.

Xia Yan instantly judged his situation,

At the moment of the crisis, the knife in his hand was raised, and a slamming sound fell on the knife of Xia Yan.

boom.

A stream of air swept across the perimeter, screaming at everyone's clothes.

"Impossible, Xia Yan can't block it."

The corner of the eye sighed, he did not know why the captain attacked Xia Yan, but this knife Xia Yan could not block, certainly nine deaths.

The next moment, the corner of the eye is rounded.

Because after the airflow dissipated, Xia Yan’s right hand grasped the knife and blocked it in front of the more wooden sword, while his entire right arm, surrounded by blue electric light, continued to flow.

This is the energy of the ghost road after the arm burst, which can enhance the strength of Xia Yan's arm, thus resisting the sniper of the more wooden sword.

"Oh? Block it?"

There was some accident in the wooden sword eight, and then a smile appeared. "Good, then come again."

The long knife of the wooden sword eight fell again, but the next moment, Xia Yan suddenly disappeared.

"Do you want to hide?"

More wooden swords roared, but the voice just fell, a bang, a wound on the back of the wooden sword eight, blood flowed out.

"Huh."

Xia Yan stood behind the more wooden sword, and the big mouth was gasping. The sickle in his hand was also cut into the back of the more wooden sword.

At this time, Xia Yan, not only his right hand was wrapped in blue light, but his legs were also wrapped in blue electric light.

Instant (residual)

The real embarrassment is that the ghost road blooms on the back and shoulders, and the power of the explosion is transmitted into the limbs, allowing people to have faster degrees and greater strength.

And Xia Yan’s embarrassment is just to bloom the ghosts in the arms and legs to make their power bigger and faster.

Although the degree of increase and strength are not as good as the real moments, and the burden on the body is too great to be used for a long time, it has already raised its power to a higher level.

However, after the promotion, I can only break the skin of the more wooden sword, but can not go further.

He is too strong.

This is still not uncovering his blindfold.

However, your own instant (residual) can take advantage and can cope.

Even if you can't win, you can escape easily.

In the face of Xia Yan’s sniper, even the wooden sword eight did not shrink back, but instead provoked a huge battle.

"That's it, come on."

More wooden swords roared, clenched the knife in his hand, turned to Xia Yan.

Teng.

Xia Yan's body shape suddenly disappeared, and awkwardly, the blue back of the thigh of the wooden sword eight blooms, and the blood flower flies out.

"it is good!"

More wooden sword eight turned again, squatting to Xia Yan, but Xia Yan disappeared again and again, appeared in the more wooden sword eight body, a knife stabbed his vest.

Since he wants to kill himself, he must also use the killing trick to directly attack his key points.

boom.

Xia Yan’s knife did not stab even more wooden swords, but was blocked by his knife.

"Hey, catch up with you."

After the wooden sword and eight blocks under Xia Yan's knife, he took another knife.

This time he slammed faster, and Xia Yan was using instant (residual) and could not completely escape.

Why can it be faster?

In Xia Yan’s heart, a sense of powerlessness suddenly emerged, and the other’s sniper speed accelerated again and again, and he could not escape.

"what!"

Xia Yan snorted and raised the sickle in his hand and blocked it.

boom.

Xia Yan flew out and squatted on the wall, shattering the wall and rolling toward the rear.

"Wow."

Xia Yanzhen is on the ground, constantly vomiting blood, which is the result of injury to the internal organs.

Xia Yan looked at the more wooden swords that came slowly, and her heart slowly despaired.

Why is he so strong?

After using the instant, there is still no counterattack.

Moreover, why did he want to kill himself?

Xia Yan has never been so desperate for a moment, struggling to stand up, clenched the knife in his hand, and stirred the moment again (residual)

puff.

Xia Yan’s body has not yet reacted, and the sword of the wooden sword has already run through Xia Yan’s abdomen.

how come?

Xia Yan looked at the knife in the abdomen and only felt cold all over the place. The next moment, Xia Yan flew out again.

This time, the wooden sword eight did not use a long knife, kicked it out directly, hit the opposite wall, the wall shattered, and Xia Yan fell in the ruins.

At this time, Xia Yan, blood flowing in the chest, blood flow in the abdomen, the palm of the hand was cracked.

He fell in the ruins and felt a little bit of physical exertion.

"It's too weak, a little fun, kill you now."

More wooden swords went to the front of Xia Yan, raised the knife in his hand, pointed to the sky.

His figure obscured the sky, replaced the sun, and projected the shadow into Xia Yan's face. It is like the punishment given by God, to kill Xia Yan.

But why?

Why is he killing himself?

Xia Yan couldn't understand it, but there was no way to change the nature of his death. His eyes were full of tears, and his heart was full of unwillingness.

I still don't want to die.

I still have a lot to do. I haven't got along with my friends, and I haven't stopped the blue-stained plot.

How can I die here?

But I can't move, my arms and legs have no strength, and even the spiritual power can't gather.

Unable to resist, his knife will fall.

However, I really don't want to die!

Just as Xia Yan’s heart shouted, a voice rang in Xia Yan’s mind.

"Do you want to beat your opponent?"

"of course."

"Then call me."

"who are you?"

"my name is……"