After the attack, Ulquiorla was not discouraged, and his other hand turned into a knife and stabbed Yan San's defenseless chest. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, his movements were all in Yan San's prediction, and the slashing knife in his hand was one step ahead of him to block his attack on the offensive route of Ulquiola's left hand.

The claws and the slashing knife made a metallic thud, and his hands were as hard as steel.

Seeing that the attack was blocked again, Ulquiora ignored it and continued to launch a stabbing attack that tore through everything.

Because the distance was too close, although Yan San predicted the opponent's movements, he didn't have enough time to respond. In desperation, Yan San could only use a knife to block the opponent's attacks one by one, after all, his body did not have the same hardness as the other party, and being poked casually might be a big hole.

At the same time, Yan San also realized that he had to distance himself from his opponent, and he didn't expect that his prediction would be blocked by his opponent by mistake.

Even now, because of the entanglement of normal consciousness and killing intent on the mental level, he can't perfectly exert his prediction ability, and can only predict part of the opponent's next move, but he can still see how fast Ulquiola's attack speed is.

Ping-pong ping-pong

The crisp sound of impact continued, and although it seemed that neither side could help the other, but a closer look would reveal that on Ulquiola's left hand, thin cracks gradually spread, and then slowly turned dark green.

Although the hardness of the left hand can be comparable to or even surpass that of steel, after all, it is a part of the spirit body, and it is not good when fighting against people who are weaker than oneself, but once the strength of the two sides is similar or even slightly surpassed, the advantage of using weapons comes out.

However, Yan San didn't want to take advantage of such a small advantage, who knows if there will be any changes in the middle.

Yan San's advantage is persistence, and the opponent's defense is obviously stronger than him, although there is no difference under his attack power, but Yan San also does not want to play with the opponent to exchange injuries for injuries. He's not the kind of battle maniac that Kenpachi is, and he won't use this kind of fighting method even when he is in a state of killing intent.

Ping-pong ping-pong

The fierce exchange between the knife and the claw, the aftermath of the battle continued to spread in all directions, and the position where Yan San and Ulquiora were standing had already made a deep pit, and it continued to deepen under the continuous overflow of spiritual pressure.

Once again, he blocked Ulquiola's left hand that stabbed at his heart, and Yan San's left hand pulled out the spear that was stabbed on the epidermis of his chest at the same time, and then in Ulquiola's surprised eyes, the spear was directly disintegrated into a spirit child.

However, Yan San did not disperse the decomposed spirit son as before, but condensed the spear in his left hand again, but the color changed to blue and green.

As he dismantled the spear, he kicked his right foot on the ground and retreated sharply, shooting the spear that had been recondensed in his hand towards Ulquiola.

"[Thunder Spear]. ”

Ulquiorra felt something was wrong when Yan San condensed the [Thunder Spear], and retreated almost at the same time as Yan San, and when the other party threw the [Thunder Spear] over, Ulquiola, who had no time to dodge, could only send out the same attack to cancel out Yan San's attack, but because the distance was too close, the aftermath of the explosion still made him a little embarrassed.

Yan San was unforgiving, first projecting a few weapons towards Ulquiola, using the sand and dust raised by the explosion to slightly disrupt his vision, and then his back hand followed.

He sheathed the sword, then put his two fingers together and pointed in the direction of Ulquiola, while whispering the words.

"Ninety of the broken path, [Black Coffin]. ”

The black spiritual pressure formed a filament and gathered on Yan San's fingertips, and then quickly spread in the direction of Ulquiola, and then a black cuboid tens of meters high enveloped the place where he stood, and at the same time, the black spikes stretched out violently on the surface of the cuboid.

Withdrawing the outstretched arm, the [Black Coffin] also dispersed, and I saw Ulquiorra kneeling on the ground with bloodstains, and her body was densely covered with cut wounds.

He raised his head and looked at Yan San, his chest rose and fell a little rapidly, and it looked like he was breathing heavily, but his eyes still didn't change in the slightest.

Yan San grinned, the two fangs on the side of his lips were clearly visible, and they looked a little terrifying when matched with the black lacquered eyes, and Ulquiora seemed to see his murderous aura forming a ghost-like shape behind his back.

The figure flashed slightly, and Yan San instantly appeared in front of Ulquiola, grabbed his right hand forward in the shape of a claw, grabbed his neck and lifted it up, and then smashed it down to the ground again.

rumble

A large crater was smashed out in an instant, and Ulquiorra spat out a mouthful of green blood under the heavy blow.

"Ha, don't be nervous, I'll send you back to the West with the next blow. ”

Yan San bent over, grabbed Ulquiola's neck with his right hand and pressed him to the ground, smiling at him with murderous intent, and at the same time his left hand was raised, and white light emanated from his fist, which was a sign of activating [Instant].

"You guys seem to be able to use [Overspeed Regeneration], right, I wonder if I can regenerate if I smash your head. ”

Yan San said a joke full of malice, the spiritual pressure gathered on his fist had become extremely solid, and a trace of thunder faintly flashed from his skin, and Ulquiora could feel that this move could directly kill him.

But he had no intention of struggling, and there was no fear in his eyes, for nothing seemed to him to mean anything, not even his own life.

Yan San also stared into his eyes, of course, he could clearly see that there was no emotion in it, it was time for this kind of life and death, it seemed that this guy really didn't care about his life at all.

Seeing this, Yan San couldn't help but ask with some curiosity.

"Hey, don't you have anything to say. ”

Eyes moved up to look at Yan San, and Ulquiorla replied in a low voice.

"There's nothing to say, if you win, you live, if you lose, you die, it doesn't matter. ”

"Qi, it turns out that he is still a philosopher who thinks about life, and he doesn't even know why he lives, so I'll be kind and let you detach yourself directly!"

Full of disdain, Yan San's left hand slammed towards Ulquiola's head.

The surging spiritual pressure emanated from Yan San's body, and no one doubted that this blow would directly take the opponent's life.

Ulquiorla closed her eyes gently, but with some regret.

It's over, but unfortunately I don't know what it's like to have a heart until I die. ’

After a while, Ulquiora found that there was no attack on his body, and involuntarily opened his eyes, and found that Yan San's fist was above his head, as long as he went a little further, he could touch him.

Beyond his fist, Ulquiorra looked at Yan San, the wanton smile on his face had disappeared, replaced by the plain and indifferent face he had seen when he first fought.

Yan San withdrew his left hand, and at the same time let go of his right hand that was clutching Ulquiola's neck, stood up, looked at him indifferently, and said softly.

"You're lucky, Wastod, I made it at the last minute, or you'd have gone. ”

(To be continued.) ）