"Don't stare at me like that, it's scary, Legion Commander."

Broken Bee's gaze was weak, but there was still a hint of sharpness.

The crushed bee, which had always been strong, trembled twice, but his hand was tightly grasped by Daosan.

"I still owe you two meals, I'll take care of the rest."

Two meals?

Speaking of which, you can't hold up after eating more than a thousand sushi?

The broken bee buried in Daosan's arms, the corners of his mouth suddenly outlined a smile, I don't know why, when he looked at Daosan who was at a loss, the broken bee seemed to feel his former self.

Pursue the ethereal fetters and find the meaning of your own existence.

In an instant, the heart of fifteen years of cold fire was burning again, and I wanted to tease this little guy.

Just like that person did to himself......

However, should it be said that he is a teenager who was recognized by that guy in Matsumoto when he was drunk?

After Omada came back that time, he was full of praise for Michizo, whom he had never met?

Speaking of which, I ended up like this today, and it seems that the guy from Da Maeda offered a plan to teach three moments.

With a chuckle to himself, Broken Bee relaxed and fainted into Daosan's arms.

Unlike the cranky girl captain, the situation in front of Dao San is much more severe.

The odds of winning the battle are close to none, and escape is even more impossible.

And the girl captain's injuries also need to be dealt with urgently.

It couldn't have been worse.

But Dao San was not as desperate as he imagined, and he didn't even have much nervousness.

It's a bit evil to say.

He was listening.

Listen to the breath of the knife in your hand, the heartbeat of the knife.

……

"Eh, the shot missed."

Ichimaru Gin smiled without any apologies, touched the back of his head, and slowly put away the knife.

"Cut, what a dish!" Pink fur glanced at taunts.

Several people could see it clearly.

No, maybe the weakest Taidaochuan didn't understand it too much, and Ichimaru Gin's knife could be said to be only a moment, and in this infinitely small time node, Dao San actually made a knife and slightly blocked this knife, and because of this knife, he saved the life of the broken bee.

Not only that, but with the spiritual pressure of the Xi officer, it affects the captain-level attack track.

Even if it's slight.

But such an achievement can no longer be simply identified as strength.

Ginkiri realized that Hanyu Michizo did have some kind of special ability.

"Yes, Taidaochuan Wuxi." Silver didn't get angry, but smiled and agreed.

With the strength of playing with Taidaochuan, Silver is also vaguely observing indigo.

On what basis did he conclude that Hanyu Dozo would follow Broken Bee?

And did he expect that Hanyu Michizo would block his fatal sword?

And when Michizo came here, Aizen had always had a thoughtful expression, with a faint smile on his face, very polite, but no one could tell if he was listening carefully.

It was an expression that Silver had never seen before on Aizen.

"Cut."

Taidaochuan is so big, and she doesn't eat as many turtles as she eats in Yin, but this time she rarely didn't care, and her voice was a little tempting, "However, if your knife can be accompanied by poison and your knife, you can completely achieve an alternative one-hit kill." ”

There is poison attached to the slashing knife, how dare you say it!

"Ah, yes, yes." Silver smiled and agreed.

"It's hard to understand that you're a simple-minded guy with little developed limbs." Taitogawa gave him a disdainful look.

"Kisuke Urahara's research topic is the fusion of death and emptiness, Nirvana's research topic is the transformation of the soul, and my research topic is the transformation of the soul sword."

The silver eyes that were facing away from Aizen and Taidaogawa opened slightly, and he turned to compliment in his original tone, "That's really amazing." ”

"Of course, there is no swastika level slashing knife for me to experiment with." Taidaochuan's pink stupid hair trembled, rubbing his little hands back and forth, and in an extremely seductive voice, "I can provide you with a poison that kills with one blow!" ”

……

"I'm sorry, it seems that you don't plan to abandon my beloved Legion Commander." Yuan Guier sighed in a voice full of regret.

Dao San did not think about the fate after the defeat.

At this time, he even complained a little about the guy in front of him, always calling "Your Excellency the Legion Commander", he really wanted to know the name of the girl captain.

"Little imp, hold on to my beloved Legion Commander." Yuan Guier pulled out his slashing knife, licked the blade with his tongue vigorously, and the bright red blood on the tip of his tongue flowed down from the blade drop by drop, "If you are not careful, I will kill her as soon as possible!" ”

"Well, then, you have to hold on." Gengui raised the handle of the knife upside down over his shoulder, and then slammed it on the ground.

"Oppress, heavy kill!"

"Boom!" With Gengui II as the center, the entire ground began to crumble, and the ground at its feet cracked like a spider's web.

The Slasher, synonymous with death.

Something far and near from Daosan.

Dao San held the dying crushed bee in one hand and a broken shallow punch in the other.

Although under the training of the Shiba siblings, Michizo has mastered the basic swordsmanship.

But in the modern battle of the Grim Reaper, the importance of sword skills has become less and less.

'I'm crazy'.

Dao San smiled bitterly, and he also felt that he was inexplicable, and he didn't show a good ghost way, so he had to hold such a shallow blow that was broken.

But when the knife is clenched in his hand, Dao San does have an inexplicable sense of security.

Also, in a situation where the spiritual pressure and combat experience are greatly behind, wanting to counterattack with the ghost path is tantamount to a fool's dream.

Without giving Dao San much time to react, Yuan Gui Er slashed towards Dao San's face door with a knife in an instant.

Although his instantaneous realm can be said to be good, such a direct attack?

Dao San lifted the remnant blade on his back, the knife flashed cold, and a knife slashed open Yuan Guier's arm.

Blood gushed out, but Gengui Er smiled fiercely, and the ancient gray short blade slashed hard into the air next to Daosan.

"Poof......

Suddenly, the crushed bee, who was already unconscious from a serious injury, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his spirit was even more sluggish.

Obviously, Daosan was careful enough, and the blade and the broken bee had no contact, and even the two were far enough away.

"Hey, little brother, it seems that your strength is not enough to save the beauty of a hero!"

Damn it.

Dao San bit his lower lip fiercely, he had little experience in fighting with the god of death, and it was the first time he had officially fought against the god of death who knew how to liberate the sword of death.

In Daosan's cognition, he never thought that the Grim Reaper's attack method was so weird.

"Shock?"

If hit in the air, it will also cause damage to nearby air.

Quite troublesome skills, especially their own momentary steps are still under the other party, there is simply nothing to hide.

"Second blow." Ling Yuanzhi was like a cat and a mouse, and it was the same posture, the same frontal breakthrough.

This time, Dao San didn't dare to take it again.

Holding the broken bee in his arms, Dao San retreated in an instant.

"That's not going to work."

Ling Yuanzhi laughed mockingly, and also walked in front of Dao San in an instant.

The spirit was crushed, born in the second team and four seats, and he was also better than Dao San in an instant, and with a dodge, Ling Yuanzhi came to the front of Dao San.

Even his moves didn't change.

I can get out of the way, but ......

Dao San's return has never stopped, but the broken bee that has just been shocked is obviously in a worse state.

If this happens again, it will be difficult to maintain the ghost path of half a bottle of vinegar.

Performing the instantaneous step again, Dao San avoided the direct slash of the knife,

And Ling Yuanzhi's knife also smashed down into the air like the last time.

And this time, Dao San chose to turn sideways and block with his back.

A huge concussive force, and in an instant, Dao San's back was blurred with flesh and blood.

One stumbled, and Dao San almost fell to the ground.

"Then the third blow."

It's the same smile, the same action, the same head-on breakthrough.

This time, Dao San lost his previous calmness, but his eyes were still sharp, and around his body, a strange gray mist spiritual pressure began to spread outward like waves.

[Call My Name]