"Roar~~"

Madara roared angrily and swung his knife at Aizen, who raised his knife to defend him. The two looked at each other, and Aizen suddenly found that Madara's pupils had somehow turned into three blood-red magata, each extending out of a columnar body, connected in a round, blood-red magata.

“！”

Aizen clearly felt that at the moment when the two of them looked at each other, he suddenly fell into a trance and lost control of his body. But it was only for a moment before Aizen came back to his senses and regained control of his body. However, in the next instant, Madara hit Aizen with a knee and hit Aizen's flank just as he had just regained his body.

A sharp pain came, and Aizen couldn't help but feel that he had lost his strength, and as soon as his hand was released, Jinghua Shuiyue fell to the ground with a "dang bang". At this time, although Madara was virtual, he was still extremely experienced, so he grabbed the fighter and swung it out, and with a snort, he actually cut off the blue dye.

However, there was not a trace of blood flowing from the wound of Aizen who was cut in half, and not only that, but Aizen's body gradually became transparent, as if the illusion had disappeared, no, he was actually an illusion. Then, I saw that the air behind Madara suddenly fluctuated, and Aizen's figure suddenly appeared, and the mirror flower water moon cut through the air, silently stabbing Madara's head.

But how could Madara be stabbed by this knife? He only needed one side of his head to dodge Aizen's sharp knife, so Aizen didn't expect this knife to be effective. However, Madara, who was about to dodge, suddenly stopped, and did not dodge Aizen's attack. Madara then turns his head, causing Aizen's knife to stab right into the mask on his face. The crack spread from where the mask had been stabbed, and then there was a continuous click, and the mask shattered into pieces and fell to the ground, revealing Madara's handsome face.

"Squeak, squeak..."

Madara, whose mask had been shattered, twisted his neck in a heart-wrenching sound. Madara then shook his palm, feeling the power in his body that was even more surging than before, the power that Izuna had left him.

"Whew, are you done blurring, Madara?" Seeing this scene, Aizen withdrew the mirror flower and moon in his hand, and stepped forward and asked with concern.

"Poof—"

Without the slightest hesitation, Madara suddenly swung his knife and slashed Aizen in half, and then ignored the stunned and angry look on Aizen's face, and said coldly, "I should have told you, Aizen." I don't like talking to shadows! With that, Madara returned to the top of the mountain, which had been shaved off more than twenty meters due to his battle with Aizen.

Another Aizen suddenly emerged from the air and appeared in front of Madara, who was standing on the top of the mountain, shrugged his shoulders and did not speak.

Seeing that Aizen didn't speak, Madara didn't get angry, but looked at Aizen who appeared behind him and asked, "Say, how do you want me to help you?" ”

Hearing Madara's question, Aizen was overjoyed, but without the slightest emotion on his face, he calmly walked up to Madara's side, and then put his mouth to Madara's ear and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

After listening to Aizen's words, Madara frowned, turned the writing wheel, and looked at Aizen. At this time, Aizen also happened to raise his head, and the two looked at each other, and in the next moment, Aizen's body shook slightly imperceptibly, and then showed an unpredictable smile.

No one knew that in the moment when the two looked at each other, Madara and Aizen had already negotiated in Madara's moon reading space, and then reached an agreement.

"So," Aizen turned his head away from Madara, the smile on his lips enough to captivate countless girls, "I look forward to good news from you, Madara." ”

After saying that, Aizen turned his head and left without the slightest hesitation with Dongxian and Ichimaru Gin.

"King! How are you? ”

Seeing the three of them leaving, Madara's attendants surrounded him, wanting to see if his king was okay.

"I'm fine. Okay, you guys stand down. I have a great advantage this time, and I may fall into a deep sleep in order to digest this great power, so you stay here and don't let anyone disturb me. Madara waved his hand to stop the attendants who wanted to come up to check on him, telling them to leave quickly, and before everyone left, he added, "By the way, except for Aizen." ”

"Yes, king."

The attendants replied respectfully, and then left the summit, which seemed to have been ravaged by a storm, and prepared to go back to set up defenses against the enemy, especially the fellow named Balgaon, only Sal Apollo saw something different in Madara's gaze.

After a while, the attendants were gone. Soon after, Sal Apollo appeared on the top of the hill where the king was. Seeing Sal Apollo, who had deliberately fallen last, going and returning, Madara didn't say anything, just glanced at the air beside him, and then the figure of Aizen, who was supposed to leave, appeared from there.

Sal Apollo is Madara's henchman, and because Sal Apollo has very superb medical and research and development capabilities, he is the most admired and reused by Madara among the attendants, and even this plan did not carry him.

Seeing that Madara didn't speak, Aizen didn't hide anything in front of Sal Apollo, but took out the Broken Jade again and said softly, "Can you start, Madara?" ”

"Of course."

A dazzling white light shot out again, illuminating the messy mountaintops.

"Hey, who are you?"

After some time, a voice came and pulled the man out of the endless darkness.

It's a girl's voice, glutinous, as if with a wisp of candy sweetness, it's very good.

"Ugh." I barely opened my eyes, and I was greeted by a black-haired girl with a cute haircut who was so delicate and weak that people couldn't help but feel pity, and she was looking at herself seriously with big eyes.

Seeing the handsome man in front of her looking at her without blinking, the girl couldn't help but feel a little shy, and then plucked up the courage to ask again: "You... Who are you? ”

"Hey, bedwetting, isn't that guy awake yet?" A silver-haired child walked up to the girl and asked in a non-swerving tone.

"Hey! Xiaobai! You can't call me that nickname anymore. The girl was so angry that she pinched the face of the silver-haired child.

"I also said that I can't call me Xiaobai anymore! Also, let it go! ”

Seeing the two of them fighting together, the handsome man couldn't help but show a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth, and then coughed twice.

Hearing the man's cough, the two couldn't help but stop their hands at the same time, and then looked at the man with a blushing face. After a long time, the silver-haired child called Xiaobai coughed embarrassedly, and then pretended not to care and asked, "Hey, who are you?" ”

Hearing Xiaobai's question, the man put away his mysterious smile, and then said softly, "My name is Indra..."

"Big barrel wood Indra!"