Chapter Forty-Eight: Challenging the Flower Spirit

"Oh?

Mao Zhihualie squinted his eyes and looked at Luo Ya like this, fortunately, Luo Ya's skin was thick enough, even under her gaze, his face still did not change, and he had such an expression.

The two looked at each other like this for a while, and Mao Zhihualie slowly put away his smile, leaving only one smile, and at the same time gently turned sideways, made way of the way, and said, "Since that's the case, then please leave." ”

Although the words on her lips expressed the meaning of believing, her eyes always had a trace of inexplicable taste, looking at Luo Ya.

Under the gaze of Mao no Hua Lie, countless thoughts flashed through Luo Ya's mind, and finally he took a deep breath, and a faint wry smile flashed at the corner of his mouth.

There are many unusual captains in the thirteenth team of the Imperial Court, Aizen is one, Kenpachi is one, and Uno Hanari is also a ...... As the first generation of Kenpachi, she has a real strength of incomparably terrifying, and she is a great villain who rampaged in the corpse soul realm thousands of years ago and made countless people fearful.

Later, at the invitation of Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni, after joining the 13th team of the court, he initially served as the captain of the 11th team and the first captain of the 11th team.

If it's just a strong strength, it's just that she has a restrained personality and a dark belly, and her mind is delicate and meticulous, Luo Ya doesn't think that he can easily fool him in three or two sentences.

Alas.

Troublesome.

After smiling bitterly in his heart, the expression on Luo Ya's face suddenly became more serious, and he said solemnly at U no Flower: "I'm very sorry, Captain U no Flower, I lied just now, but I actually came here...... I want to challenge you. ”

"Challenge?"

When he heard Luo Ya's words, he was really surprised, but he quickly regained his calm expression and said lightly: "I'm very sorry, I'm the captain of the fourth medical team, and the reply I used is for treating the injured, not for competition." ”

"No, no, no, you may have misunderstood, but I want to challenge not medical treatment, nor returns, but ...... Kendo. ”

Luo Ya smiled and spoke, when he said the word kendo, in his eyes, a sharp light suddenly flashed, those pupils, as if suddenly turned into a sword, the whole person has a strong sharp condensation, as if the whole person, has become a sword that can penetrate everything!

Kendo is not a spiritual pressure, but a kind of 'edge', which cannot be described in words, and people who don't know kendo are likely to be unable to perceive the sword intent on Luo Ya's body.

But U no Hua Lie is the world of death, a master of all kinds of swordsmanship, who claims to know all kendo schools, and self-proclaimed the first generation of Kenpachi, whose name is eight thousand streams.

The name of the first generation of Sword Eight, the name of the Eight Thousand Streams of the Flower of Mao, thousands of years ago, was a name that made the entire corpse soul world fearful, and her sensitivity to the sword naturally did not need to be mentioned.

At the moment when Luo Ya showed her sword intent and the 'Sword Domain' of the Great Sword Hao, her eyes changed suddenly!

"It's ......"

It's like a child who has seen a novelty, and it's as if he saw a dazzling starlight in the dark night sky, and his eyes suddenly revealed an unprecedented light.

She could clearly perceive that the strong sword intent on Luo Ya's body was much stronger than that of her, who contained countless sword ways and gathered them into eight thousand stream sword ways!

What shocked her even more was that in addition to the sword intent, she also saw other things in Luo Ya, as if it was a sword path that had come to an end, and a hazy path to a higher level suddenly appeared in front of her!

is different from the more wooden sword eight, the more wooden sword eight is powerful, but the strength is strong in the spiritual pressure and strength, and at this time, Luo Ya did not show any spiritual pressure and strength, what was revealed was the sword path that was like an abyss and could not be peeked into the end!

"When we meet for the first time, my name is Luo Ya, a great swordsman in the way of the sword, and I will compete with you with my sword...... The first generation of Kenba, the flower of Mao, the eight thousand streams!"

Luo Ya solemnly looked at Mao Zhihualie, introduced himself again, and pointed out the identity of Mao Zhihualie thousands of years ago, and at the same time, the sword intent was condensed, like a curved bow drawn into a full moon.

Under the stimulation of Luo Ya's sword intent, Mao Zhihualie only felt a slight tremor in his body, as if the hairs on his body were about to stand up, as if he had encountered an absolute crisis, but also seemed to be extremely happy and happy.

She took a deep breath to calm herself down, her eyes flashing with the same edge as Roya.

"I, the first Kenpachi, the flower of the U Yachiryu, accept your challenge!"

At this moment, Mao Zhihualie was too lazy to think about why Luo Ya appeared in her room, nor did she bother to think about Luo Ya's origin, why Luo Ya had a kendo that she had never seen before.

There was only one thought in her mind, and that was ...... War!

"Good. ”

Seeing the sharpness in the eyes of the flower lie, Luo Ya couldn't help but admire, even though he had left the eleventh team and served as the captain of the fourth team for hundreds of years, but he had not fought for hundreds of years, but he could not extinguish the fanatical pursuit of kendo and the strong fighting spirit in the heart of the flower lie.

She is still the first generation of Sword Eight who shocked the corpse soul realm and made countless people fearful, and the flower of Mao was eight thousand streams!

"This is not the place to fight, come with me. ”

Uno Hanari's expression gradually calmed down, and after she glanced at Roya, she turned around, spoke in a calm tone, and then walked out with Roya.

Although her tone was very calm and did not exude any momentum, at this time, the surging battle intent made the air around her seem to become extremely depressed.

Roya stepped along.

The two walked at a pace that was neither fast nor slow, and met some members of the fourth team along the way, and when they saw Mao no Hua Lie, they all immediately saluted Mao no Hua Lie.

In the past, Mao Zhihualie would respond with a smile, but at this time, she didn't have any smile on her face, just calm, calm steps, and walked calmly, and she didn't explain who Luo Ya was behind her and why she followed her.

Regarding the behavior of the flower spirit, Luo Ya just smiled slightly.

Usually gentle and elegant, the thoughtful Mao Zhihua Lie, her bones are also full of a kind of arrogant demeanor that ignores everything, otherwise she would not be the unprecedentedly evil person who was feared by the entire corpse soul world thousands of years ago.

Seeing that Mao Zhihua Lie didn't care anymore, Luo Ya also stopped thinking about how to explain that he had returned to the Corpse Soul Realm inexplicably, anyway, he had Sister Hua to solve it.

Following the flower of Mao, the two soon came to an underground building in the thirteenth team of the court.

The space here is extremely spacious, with a radius of hundreds of meters, and the layout is similar to the cultivation ground of the Ghost Dao Department, but the degree of luxury is completely different, not only is it completely stacked with murderous stones that block spiritual pressure, but there is also an enchantment operating in this space.

"The Infernal under the Central Forty-Six Room is the most suitable place, but it is the place where criminals are kept, and even the captain is not allowed to step into it, so I can only come here. ”

After walking for dozens of meters, Uno Hanari stopped, and as he spoke, he turned around slowly, and he didn't know when he had already grasped his sword in his hand.

She untied her hair tied around her chest, revealing a piercing scar under her white jade-like neck, and she didn't explain the origin of the scar, she pulled out her sword and looked at Roya.

The surging war spirit has no concealment!