When the Sky Mole was still lamenting whether he had inadvertently become a sword bone archer, the Plague Poetry did not take the opportunity to sneak attack, but quietly waited for the Sky Mole to act. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I have to say that everything in the spiritual world cannot be measured by common sense, and Ichigo was also holding the Moon Slashing Broadsword when he fought against the Moon Slashing Moon in the memory of the Sky Mole, but he couldn't complete this magical move of holding the Moon Slashing and Slashing the Moon, because at this time, not to mention evoking the poem of the epidemic, even the Slashing Knife that was originally located on his waist has long been gone.

It was only then that he finally understood what the poem of the plague really meant by "these knives are at your disposal".

The empty mole no longer hesitated, and casually picked up a chopping knife closest to him and rushed towards the poem of the plague, the chopping knife is just the most ordinary shallow form, and the only feature is probably that its gauntlet is not a common circle but a diamond-shaped.

"So how do I win?" As he spoke, the empty mole kept slashing down with a knife in his hand, but unexpectedly, the poem of the epidemic did not move at all, and the whole person flew straight backwards with a completely unscientific attitude, so that the knife did not even touch the edge.

"Naturally, until I am beaten. The voice of the Plague Verse sounded completely unconcerned.

"I don't care if I get hurt. ”

Although this knife was just a temptation, the dodge method of the plague poem still made the empty mole eat, but it didn't dwell for too long, and picked up a slashing knife from the ground again with his left hand, and the two knives chased away in a pincer attack.

Although he had never used the Twin Blade Stream, it was as if he had practiced countless times, and his mind was extremely clear and he knew how to make it move smoothly.

"Don't worry, I won't die here, only you. ”

"Che, it's really an unfair game. ”

The Plague Poetry chuckled, but instead of dodging, she stretched her slender fingers forward, and suddenly the empty mole saw the familiar five dark red blades appear on her fingers, and the fingers lightly unloaded the two knives that the empty mole had slashed past.

Looking at the poem of the plague wearing the poem of the epidemic in his hand, the empty mole also felt a burst of confusion and "Tsk, what is this, is this tongue twister?"

"That's just a part of me. The Poetry of the Epidemic tilted her head and smiled, and then saw her fingers move slightly, and several dark red spirit swords that had been compressed to the extreme flew towards the empty mole.

This knife qi is extremely fine and very small, but with a rich blood-like color, it is cut like a piece of flying blades, and the empty mole hurriedly waved his double knives to resist, but he was still cut on the cheek by one of the knife qi.

"Seriously, you don't even have my full grasp of power, and it's not a wise choice to master it now. The Epidemic Poetry did not continue to pursue, but shook her head regretfully.

Naturally, the Sky Mole knew that his development of the Poetry of the Epidemic was still insufficient, at least he would never be able to use a move like that just now, but there were some things that he couldn't do.

"I don't want to, either, but now there's no time for me to slowly grind, and if the foundation is unstable, it's good to make up for it later, how can there be someone in the world who is slowly waiting for you to get everything ready and come back." ”

I fought a few times with the Poetry of the Epidemic again, but I didn't take any advantage at all, obviously the other party's spiritual pressure was on par with my own, but the empty mole had no way to break through the opponent's defense no matter what.

With a horizontal slash, the Plague Poetry did not dodge but stretched out his palm to grasp the blade easily, and as a dark red light flashed between his fingers, the blade of the slashing knife held by the empty mole was directly cut off.

At this time, the empty mole was already a little out of breath, but the poem of the epidemic was no longer blushing and heartbeat, and there was not even a trace of change in his breath, not to mention the strange almost suspended displacement of the ability to move, which made it even more difficult for the empty mole to deal with.

And as the battle progressed, the empty mole also found some problems, although those abrupt combat methods that appeared in his mind could make him have years of experience in studying knife techniques, but they were closer to a library that was forcibly implanted in his mind, and there was naturally no problem with reading from the script, but in fact, he didn't understand the details at all.

Casually threw away the blade that had been shattered, and pulled out a new slashing knife again, and pounced on it again, the slashing knives all over the place were carried by the people he had strengthened with the poem of the plague, but most of them were the knives of the gods of death that he came into contact with when he was groping for the ability of the poem of the plague, which is the origin of this shallow fight.

"Whew.... No problem, just like a certain swordsman said, if you can't beat two knives, you can only beat two, and if you can't beat two, then three!"

Kicked the nearest slashing knife next to him, opened his mouth and bit the handle without hesitation, and his body turned sharply and attacked the poem of the plague.

"Tiger Hunt!"

The knife in his mouth slammed forward for a while, blocking the path of action of the Epidemic Verse, and after raising his hands high, he fiercely held the knife and slashed down, attacking the Epidemic Poetry from three ways at the same time.

Not surprisingly, because the retreat in front and left and right were sealed, the poem of the epidemic floated backwards again, but the empty mole showed a sneer, the double knives spun up, and the whole person rushed towards the poem of the plague like a spiral.

"Hunting!"

This sudden blow didn't even seem to be prepared for the poem of the epidemic, so he could only stretch out his hands in front of him to form a shield of spiritual power to resist.

With this wave of confrontation, the ends of the poem of the plague were a little messy for the first time, and the empty mole suddenly reacted.

"This is what you did, right?" Reflecting on the three-sword sword move that he had subconsciously performed just now, he understood it after thinking about it.

A long time ago, he knew that the Plague Poems could access some of his memories, and after gaining the ability to read souls, he found that these things that originally only existed in his memories could also be parsed by the Plague Poems, which was why he could teach Gengi Kenpachi and their Spiral Pills.

Perhaps because the time in the spirit world was too boring, after that, the plague poem began to look at the battle-related things in the empty mole's memories and try to record the moves in them.

However, because most things need to be supported by a special energy system, even the empty mole never thought that she would be able to parse so many things one day.

"How? do you still like this gift?" the Plague Poet smiled slightly, then put her hands together in a prayer gesture, and when she parted, both hands were wearing dark red blades.

"Now that you've found out, I'm going to get serious. ”

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Thanks for the 100 tip of 12 in the sunset.

It was discovered in an instant that the name came from the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse→ → underestimated you

The words about the apocalypse are mainly borrowed names, well, although there are some hidden meanings, you can guess it~