The indescribable spiritual pressure fluctuations spread out from the blue-white pillar of heavenly fire, destroying and decomposing everything within the affected range into the most basic spiritual sons.

The rapid tumbling of the air that accompanied the surging spirit son formed a wall of wind that was almost materialized, engulfing and tearing everything around it like a meat grinder.

Bang———!

Stretching out his hand to extinguish the oncoming hurricane fan, Yan San looked expressionlessly at the blue dye whose image changed again after the flames dissipated.

The white shell that wrapped around the head was gone, the brown hair stretched back under the shoulders, and the white pupils rolled slightly in the pitch-black eye sockets.

However, compared to the change in appearance, Yan San still cared more about the changes in the spiritual pressure on Lan Zhan's body.

It's completely different from the beginning.

If it weren't for standing in front of him right now, Yan San wouldn't even be able to confirm that this spiritual pressure belonged to blue dyeing, and the gap was as big as rust and steel.

But that's interesting, isn't it?

The corners of his mouth turned up involuntarily, Yan San's palm flipped over and grabbed the sword and threw it to his side, the spiritual pressure that had been calmed down surged again, and suddenly, the transcendent-level spiritual pressure came out of the body, colliding violently with the blue dyeing spiritual pressure like a volcanic eruption.

Seeing that the earth-shattering battle was about to break out again, but at this moment, a captain-level spiritual pressure appeared very suddenly in Yan San's perception network.

The continuous surging spiritual pressure paused for a moment, Yan San's eyebrows were slightly raised, and after thinking for a moment, he put away the slashing knife again.

And Lan Zhan naturally discovered the existence of this spiritual pressure at the first time, and after noticing Yan San's movements, he frowned slightly dissatisfied, and turned his head to look at the man standing not far behind him.

To be honest, if the transformation is not completed, Aizen is still a little interested in playing with these failures.

But once he actually set foot on this path to the top, Aizen was completely uninterested in these time-wasting trivialities.

These mediocrities, whom he regarded as pawns, did not even have the qualifications to look up to him.

"What are you doing here, Mako Hirako. ”

The flat tone did not carry the slightest emotion, Aizen looked at Hirako Mako with his hands in his pockets condescendingly, and it seemed that he had no intention of catching up with him, and asked bluntly.

"Long time no see, Aizen. ”

Hirako Mako didn't care about Aizen's attitude, she grinned and said hello, and then kicked lightly, and the whole person jumped into the air and stood in front of him.

"It's really cold, it's hard for us to know each other for so long. ”

There is nothing wrong with this, the two have indeed known each other for more than 200 years.

As for friendship, well... Whatever you like.

Yan San, who was standing not far away and watching, thought secretly in his heart.

There was no intention of disturbing Hirako Mako, even though Yan San had already warned them about the dangers of Aizen, but if they really didn't do anything, the few people in the Kamen Legion would probably not feel willing.

And among them, Hirako Mako is naturally the most unwilling person.

Shaking his head to dissipate the thoughts in his mind, Yan San bent the index and middle fingers of his left hand together, lightly tapping them on his temples, and through an imperceptible spiritual channel, he put some of his attention to other places in this imaginary circle.

Don't mention Yan San's unexplained movements.

In mid-air, looking at the hippie smiling face of Hirako Mako in front of her, there was still no change in the expression on Aizen's face, and her tone was still flat.

"I'm sorry, if I can, can I leave by myself, I'm not going to waste my time on you losers. ”

It is precisely because the tone does not fluctuate much that I can notice the contempt and carelessness of Hirako Mako in Aizen's words.

Seeing this, Hirako Mako no longer concealed her emotions, lowered her eyes, and the killing intent emanating from her body was like substance, making the black tie in front of her swing around.

"yes, then I'll just say hello differently and answer your question by the way..."

As soon as the words fell, Mako Hirako disappeared in an instant.

Almost at the same time, a sharp slash slashed at Aizen's head.

The lightning slash has the power to easily cut through even a building, but in the face of this attack, Aizen chose to deal with it - ignore it.

Qiang ———!

A piercing metallic chirp rang out, and the trajectory of the slash came to an abrupt halt when it reached Aizen's neck.

Hirako Mako, who maintained a slashing posture, stared at Aizen with angry eyes, and the arm holding the hilt of the knife continued to exert force, but she was never able to leave even a slightly obvious scar on Aizen's body.

Letting Hirako Mako complete his attack, Aizen spoke without hurrying.

"Clear, the gap between me and you. After my hatching period is over, we are no longer in the same dimension. ”

Hearing this, Mako Hirako did not respond.

He didn't know the gap between himself and Aizen.

It's like standing in front of Aizen now, although he can't feel the spiritual pressure on the other party's body at all, but the biting chill is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and just getting close to the other party has a feeling of facing death.

However, there are some things, even if you fight for your life, you have to get them back.

Without saying a word, they opened the distance between each other, and the slashing knife in Pingzi Mako's hand shook slightly, and the battle intent on his body did not fade in the slightest.

Seeing this, Aizen had an impatient look on his face.

"Do you want to keep entangled? I think that stab will let you know the gap between us. At your level, it would be an insult to me that no matter who you and I use the knife on. ”

"So, one last time, step aside, Mako Hirako. ”

In the face of Aizen's 'well-intentioned persuasion', Hirako Mako still had a calm face, and while injecting the spiritual pressure into the slashing sword, she said the liberation of the spirit of the beginning.

"Fall, [Reverse Breeze]. ”

Shadows covered Aizen's eyes, and the sound of falling into an ice cellar came out of his mouth.

"Stubborn..."

The ghost's figure surpassed the slash of perception, and without Hirako Mako reacting at all, the blade of [Mirror Flower Water Moon] had already slashed through his body, and at the same time slashed the entire sky behind him in half.

What Yan San saw in his eyes was such a scene.

Although I don't understand why Aizen would attack an empty place!

"Huh?"

Aizen also sensed that something was wrong, the slash didn't hit the enemy's touch, and... Within sight, the whole world was turned upside down.

"This is..."

Turning around, Aizen saw Hirako Mako, who was also upside down, placing her palm in the ring at the end of the handle after liberation, and turning the slashing knife in a circle.

'Upside down... No, the left and right are the same, combined with the attack just now, is there still a front and back. ’

In an instant, from the change in Hirako Mako's left and right hands holding the knife, coupled with the result of the attack he had just launched, Aizen immediately analyzed the ability of Hirako Mako's sword slashing.

"Interesting little trick, is this the beginning of your slashing knife? Up and down, left and right, front and back are reversed, and it is indeed difficult for ordinary people to continue fighting in such a situation. ”

However, compared to ordinary people, not to mention anything else, even if the spiritual pressure has increased after liberating the Slashing Sword, there is still a considerable distance from breaking the defense of the blue dye.

Of course, Mako Hirako understands that this is not enough, so...

A big smile replaced the gloomy expression on her face, and the spiritual pressure on her body, which seemed to be relaxed, did not decrease but increased, and the air around her kept shaking and creating ripples.

"Oh, it's terrible, it's terrifying, and I see through the power of my slashing knife at once. Then I won't talk nonsense and go straight to the next stage!"

"Swastika!"

(To be continued.) ）

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