Reiwang Palace, Omotesando.

The battle under the clouds did not affect this kingdom that dwells in the sky.

As if it was agreed, Qinghe, Aizen, and Yuha appeared here at the same time.

And the monk who had been waiting here for a long time was holding a huge brush... The white on it was stained with pitch-black ink.

Behind him, on the road leading to the "Spirit King Dali", it was covered by the word "seal"... The fluctuations of spiritual power circulating on it were so thick that people couldn't afford to attack.

Knowing that the seventy-two layers of barriers could not stop the peace of the two, I discussed with the monk... This "absolute barrier" has been constructed that cannot be passed through in a short time.

If Aizen and Yuha want to meet the Spirit King, they must defeat the two of them once and for all... to have time to break the barrier.

"It's funny... We would meet in such a format. The handsome and evil Aizen smiled and broke the silence.

"If you want to fight, why bother with it." Kiyowa responded calmly.

"You Grim Reaper, as always, have no one in your sights." Youhabach smiled disdainfully.

"You think of yourself too highly, don't you? Youharbach. The monk who turned the brush spoke indifferently.

Crunch... Speaking of the word "noble", Yuha was surprisingly angry and held the hilt of the sword at his waist very tightly: "I am indeed nobler than all of you... You outrageous stealers, deserve to be killed. ”

"Heaven does not create those above men, nor those below men... Your nobility is ridiculous to say. Kiyowa responded with a smile.

"In this world, all people are not equal, there are differences... There are upper and lower levels, and if you can stand here, you should understand this truth. However, the statement of "noble" is indeed ridiculous. ”

The first half of the sentence is still refuting Qinghe's indigo dyeing, and the second half of the sentence is "defective" without warning.

Youha stared at Aizen and suddenly grinned, "You are also the one who needs to be purged, but not now." ”

Qinghe is not surprised by this scene of "infighting"... These two people, being able to cooperate to this point is already the end.

The reason why there hasn't been a fight yet is because of his existence with the monk... If it weren't for the two of them, I'm afraid these two ambitious guys would have already started fighting each other.

"You two can fight first... Izumi-kun and I will watch quietly. The monk joked.

Youha slowly drew his sword and pointed it at Qinghe: "Don't say those unrealistic words, my friend... Let me send you on your way first. ”

“…”

The corners of Kiyowa's mouth twitched... This bastard, who said it high-soundingly, actually picked a "soft persimmon" pinch.

After all, the age of the monk is put there ... The two have a bit of a relationship in the past, and Youha should be jealous.

"Being young doesn't mean you can be bullied, Friend Habach... You're too smart."

"Then let me learn the strength of my real name."

Aizen didn't refute Youha's words, and honestly picked a more "difficult" monk.

"It's a shame... Former compatriots. ”

The monk who touched his bright bald head lifted the brush and smiled strangely.

"Aizen Souke."

Qinghe, who passed by Aizen, called his name, but didn't say anything else... Aizen also understood the meaning of Kiyowa's call by his name: the girl.

"Crab Sawa Ying... Wait, it'll be right away."

After pulling away enough distance, Qinghe, whose black pupils were full of murderous intent, looked at Youha: "It seems that you are ready, son of the Spirit King." ”

"No matter how much you try to cover it up, you can't erase the true past... Quan Qinghe, the future is already doomed, and the past is only the facts. Today, I want to put an end to what you have inflicted on my Father... That endless humiliation! ”

The black robe of Youhabach, who had taken a step, was raised, and the killing intent rose to the sky at this moment... This man came with the fire of revenge that he deservedly deserved!

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"Aizen is the right man, the most heinous person... Get ready for your end. ”

At the end of the "seal", the monk who took the first step was on the road to indigo... Draw a horizontal line with a brush, and then hop to the other side twenty meters away to draw another one.

"What are you doing here?"

Aizen who stopped in front of the black ink line opened his mouth in curiosity... These inks, without any spiritual power fluctuations, seem to be only used for marking.

"The road to see you off... From there, here... It seems like a little bit of a long journey. The monk said "no one in his eyes" as a matter of course.

Rao was a "good temper" dyed with indigo, and he couldn't help but smile: "The oldest you, it's funny to joke." ”

"Interesting? The monks don't speak... Please. ”

The monk who returned to the center of these two lines raised his palm with one hand and a pious expression.

"Then let me see... His real name is called Monk. The blood-red flame burned on the indigo who was walking.

"Are you calling me?"

Airplanes... The monk who raised his hand suddenly surged with surging spiritual pressure, tearing through everything, and a huge wind pressure suddenly appeared.

The transparent handprint that appeared was imprinted on Aizen's body like this... The next moment, Aizen's entire body disappeared above Omotesando.

Despite this, the disappeared Aizen is back on Omotesando in the next moment... It's just that it's inevitable that some clothes are disheveled and the hairstyle is messy: "Is that all?" ”

The monk smiled strangely: "The Thousand Miles to Heaven Palm will come back." ”

Bang... In this way, Aizen, who raised his head, was pressed down by the huge palm that appeared above his head, along with the floating corridor.

Among the countless splashes of wood chips, the blood-red spiritual pressure with golden strokes suddenly skyrocketed, and dense pale golden thin lines poured out from the hands of the blue dye with wings on his back, and quickly stabbed in the direction of the monk: "Strange monk... You have a great ability to say big things. ”

"You're too noisy."

Boom... The golden thread stabbed at the place where the monk stayed, but he himself left the place first, and the black shadow that appeared in front of Aizen stretched out his fingers and crushed his throat.

"Ho-ho... It's useless. ”

Aizen, who had lost his voice, immediately returned to his normal state, and the fist wrapped around the flames of hell slammed into the monk's head, knocking him into the distance.

"Oops... Good naughty flame. ”

In the face of the invasion of the flames of hell, the monk just waved his brush... Annihilated it all, and then the body rushed over again.

"Are you going to use the power of the Slasher this time?"

Knort... The black blade, which was not much different from the slashing knife, appeared in Aizen's hand.

Bite!

The sound of gold and iron resonating came... The monk who wielded the brush, the hairs on his pen turned into a wide-handled blade at some point.

The two of them immediately separated after fighting each other, and the corners of Lan Zhan's mouth hooked an arc: "Nothing happened... Not even a trace of your blade has left a trace on my weapon. ”

The wide-eyed monk's expression became a little more hideous: "My pen does not cut the entity... It is the "name" that is cut off. ”