With leopard-like legs, a white muscular body, long blue hair hanging down from his waist, and a half-covered mask, this is the image of Grimjo now, which is slightly different from what the fool knows, perhaps because the indigo-dyed face-breaking has not been completely successful, or perhaps because Grimmacho's strength has not yet grown to the extent that he knows. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But now is obviously not the time to think so much, the fool just wants to teach this bastard who stands in the way a hard lesson, or just kill him. As for affecting the plot or something, the fool who killed the fool who was so successful two years ago no longer cares.

"Aha, Fool!" Grimmjow laughed and sent a blue flash of vanity in his palm, instantly shooting at the Fool.

The Fool was now unable to dispel the Void, so he dodged sideways, ignoring the fact that the ground behind him was plowed and flew straight at Grimjo.

"It's good to come. Grimmajo snapped his fingers on both hands, and with a wave of his arms, ten blue streaks of light formed a web around the Cutting Fool, "The Leopard King's Claws." ”

Looking at the light claws that came at a gallop without leaving dead ends, the fool's face did not change, and he sang as he retreated: "The pride of the sky, the iron city wall, the dragon walks, the lion roars, the tiger roars, the wolf runs, and the heaven and earth are cut off before they collapse." The eighty-one of the bound paths, broken empty. ”

A large transparent wall of defense blocked the Lightclaw's advance, and the Fool rounded out of the Lightclaw's range and struck Grimjo again.

Grim Qiao didn't care, with a smile on his face, his feet moved, and he appeared in front of the fool faster than the fool.

"What?" the Fool was startled, the attack almost outpaced his reaction speed, and he had to raise his sword to block the oncoming leopard's claws, and then pulled away with all his strength.

"How's it going? I'm faster than you, I'm stronger than you, do you still have any confidence to beat me? Grimmjo laughed sarcastically.

"Faster than me? Don't be funny. Let me show you the results of my hard training during this time. The Fool snorted and smiled confidently at Grimmajo. The knife spun in a circle and slammed it at Grimmajo.

"What?" Grimmjo was slightly surprised that the Fool had thrown the knife at him, but he still didn't choose to take it hard, and his body tilted away.

But just as he was dodging, the fool had already deceived him: "Yo, you're too slow." The full force of the fierce punch poured directly into Grimmajo's body, and Grimmajoy was instantly knocked into the ground.

Catching up with the slashing knife, he gently pulled it and put the knife into the sheath, the fool looked at the dust and smoke under his feet, and said lightly: "Deal with you, I can completely abuse you without a slashing knife." ”

During this time, to accept the test of the cliff dragon pattern, they are all empty-handed, and if you want to give full play to the absolute speed of this practice, empty-handed is obviously the most reasonable choice.

At this moment, a violent spiritual pressure suddenly rose in the place covered by dust and sand under his feet, and it seemed that Grimmjo was a little really angry.

A thick pillar of blue light violently blew away the obscured dust and sand and shot at the fool in the sky.

With his hands in his pockets and one slippery foot, the fool withdrew from the range of the virtual flash, calmly looking at Grimjo who was jumping again.

"It's not three years ago, and you can't catch up with me anymore, Grimjo. The Fool dodged one of Grimmaw's claws, and glanced at Grimmajo's gritted side face with ease, mocking mercilessly.

"This is impossible, how can a mere Grim Reaper win me? I'm the thirtieth blade. Enraged, Grimmjo jerked around and attacked the Fool again, but the Fool still dodged easily.

"Really, it seems that you are not qualified to be the thirtieth blade. Grimmjo. A very calm voice came, and neither Grimjo nor the Fool stopped the battle on their own initiative.

"Lord Aizen?" Grimmajo stared at Aizen as he appeared behind him, his voice a little startled.

"Aizen!" "The Fool saw Aizen and instantly gritted his teeth and roared, "What did you do to Ulquiola?"

Aizen smiled slightly, ignored Grimjo, looked at the fool and said, "What you said is so funny, where would I do anything to Ulquiora, after all, he is my subordinate." ”

"Nonsense?" retorted the fool in complete disbelief, "he is my friend, how could he be your subordinate?"

"Is that nonsense? Is it your friend, can't he be my subordinate? Is it that you also want to refuse my invitation code?"

"Of course I can't accept your invitation, even if it is death, I can't surrender to you. "If it was before, when his life was threatened, the fool might have relented, but the battle hanging on the brink of life and death over the years has also strengthened his mind a lot. At least, a mere threat of life and death would not have been able to bring him to his knees.

"Oh, yes? That's a pity. In this way, I have no choice but to take you back. As soon as the words fell, a heavy spiritual pressure like a mountain instantly pressed on the fool's body, and the fool couldn't straighten up for a while, and his feet were slowly bent down. Only then did the fool realize how much his progress over the years was not worth mentioning in terms of Aizen's strength.

Grimmajo, who did nothing on the side, was obviously also oppressed by the spiritual pressure of Aizen, and he couldn't maintain standing in the void and fell straight down.

"Aizen, my lord, what is this, why?" Grimmjo asked intermittently, barely resisting the spiritual pressure of Aizen, looking up at Aizen in the air with difficulty.

At this time, Lan Zhan looked at Grimjo slightly: "Grimjo, I should have asked you to ask the two of them to go back together, why did the Fool stay here and Ulquiora went back alone?"

"Well, I'm just here, say a few words to the fool, and then go back together. Under strong oppression, Grimjo had to intermittently "explain" himself in order to get away with it.

"Really?" Aizen questioned, and a greater spiritual pressure pressed on Grimjo's body, Grimmajoy couldn't support it anymore, and his hands were weak, prostrate on the ground, unable to speak.

As for the fool, under the huge spiritual pressure, he could no longer stand on his feet, and when Aizen's eyes turned to him again, he could no longer bear it, fell to the ground, and fell to the ground with a thud, unconscious.

"Gin, when are you going to watch the show?" Aizen suddenly turned his head to look behind him, he had already spotted Ichimaru Gin's prying eyes.

"Well~ I'm not here to help, can't Captain Aizen personally carry the two of them?" Ichimaru Silver walked out from behind the tree, and the white feather weave on his body was very conspicuous.

"No, Grimjo will bring the Fool back to the Void Night Palace, right, Grimjo. ”

Grimmajo, who was prostrate on the ground, only felt a lightness in his body, and hurriedly nodded and replied, "Yes." ”

"You're really good at playing with your subordinates, Captain Aizen. Ichimaru Silver raised his chin slightly.

Aizen looked at the unconscious fool and shook his head: "The fool is not a subordinate. ”

Ichimaru Silver smiled, "It will be, it won't be long, right, Captain Aizen." ”