The spiritual pressure is like the wind, and it suddenly crosses.

Before Tianshang Tianzang could react, as soon as the spiritual pressure passed, the soles of his feet had already turned into a starry sky.

Immediately after, the space that the two of them reached was as if a cardboard box had been lifted, and Tianzo could feel that it was already another space at this time.

Oh.

Tianzang stretched out his hand and pinched it, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, "Your ghost path will be settled." ”

Eighty-nine.

It is equivalent to creating an alien space, most of which are used to imprison enemies for a short time, but Dao San this time is used to create a reason that does not affect the present world.

Tianzang did not resist or struggle, although he was known as the great villain of the Corpse Soul Realm, hoping to dominate the Three Realms.

But in general, there is little interest in ordinary people and the weak.

Dao San will not be polite to Tianzang, standing on tiptoe, stepping on this different space, and slashing at Tianzang.

Tenzo didn't fight or hide, but raised his arm easily.

Because it landed firmly on Tenzo's arm, the expected arm separation did not appear, and the knife clashed with Tenzo's bare arm, and even sparked a spark.

At the blade, there was still a little bit of blood from Daosan, which fell on Tenzo's arm.

Tianzang shook his head and smiled contemptuously, "Slashing Sword? It's really a shortcut for the weak. ”

Although I sometimes don't like my black knife, but Dao San is a little interested in this history.

"In our era, there was no such thing as a slashing knife, the strong were tempering themselves, asking their hearts, looking for the power of the heart, such a strong thing belonged to themselves, such a strong is really powerful!"

"Peng!" The Heavenly Treasure was like a cannonball, and its body shattered the figure and disappeared in an instant.

Fighting instinct, Dao San raised it for no reason, and this knife blocked the circle of heaven and heaven.

In the palm of his hand, there were also surging blood stains splashed on Tianzo's face.

The fists clashed, and the spiritual pressure of the two rose sharply, Dao San was invincible, and was repelled by Tianzang's punch, and Dao San's blood splashed on Tianzang's clothes again.

Blood can excite the strong.

Heavenly Tianzang licked his chapped lips, how can this little ghost have so much blood, and the palm of the tiger's mouth oozes blood, but it can also seep so much?

Dao San held the knife, his eyes were solemn, this guy is really strong and terrifying.

This is a white hit.

Spiritual pressure, strength, and skill are all superior.

As if he had seen through Hanyu Michizo's thoughts, Tenzo first laughed with a "hum", "White fight, this is the name I chose." ”

"What?" Dao San exclaimed.

Tianzo didn't mean to explain much, he was imprisoned by Hanyu Daozo for too long, and he didn't know that there were ambushes outside, he didn't mean to break the barrier directly, he just wanted to end the battle quickly.

"The first solution, the first solution, you have to use one!"

Seeing that Hanyu Michizo was stupidly holding his sword to defend himself, Tenzo actually sighed.

In the face of yourself, although it is useless to attack, defense is to wait for death.

Tenzo's character is a daughter, and he promised Yamamoto that he would never take the initiative to step out of Infernal, so Tenzo was bound to Infernalism for nearly a thousand years when his own seal was not strong.

After being rescued by Aizen, he naturally made a wish to Aizen.

And Aizen has only one wish, "Kill Hanyu Michizo." ”

Of course, in the past, he fought with Gengmu Sword to a draw, and it was Aizen who saved him, although Aizen didn't mention it, but he never owed favors to Tianzang, and he naturally wanted to pay it back.

Now, Aizen has only one request, which is to kill Hanyu Michizo.

It's too simple.

To some extent, it was Hanyu Michizo's life, in exchange for his own freedom, or his own life.

The palm of his hand wiped the blood that Hanyu Daozo had just dripped on his clothes, and the heavenly heavenly treasure, who obviously had a sense of relief after repayment, turned hideous again.

Do you deserve it?

"White Dragon!"

Heavenly Heavenly Treasure's whole body burst out with spiritual pressure, his hair stood upside down, his right hand clenched into a fist, and from the palm of his hand to his arm, he actually lifted pieces of white scales.

Immediately after, Tenzo swung his fist, and a white divine dragon accompanied the fist and attacked Hanyu Michizo.

The surrounding space is like a small pavilion under a storm, shaking constantly, but it is still strong.

Tenzo also noticed this scene with leisure and elegance, and cheered for Hanyu Michizo's ghost path, which was also the first time that Tenzo recognized Hanyu Michizo.

Just eighty-nine broken roads, you can withstand the aftermath of the white dragon, be praised!

Tenzo's attack was approaching, and Daosan swung out again.

Hum.

What a stupid decision.

That's the end of it!

The white dragon collided with the blade of the cause, and the expected side did not appear.

There was a brief stalemate between the two sides, and under the impact, the scales on Tianzang's arm were lifted upside down, and in a moment, Tianzang's arm was already a lake of flesh and blood.

Blood splattered onto Tenzo's face, not just his, but also drops of blood spurting from his mouth.

Heavenly Burial didn't care about this, but was a little surprised, "This is the analysis and reproduction of the spirit child level?" ”

In his heyday, there was no such thing as a slashing sword, and Hanyu Michizo's move was unmatched in contemporary times, but in the era when Tianzo only knew how to develop himself, there were still a few amazing geniuses who learned such tricks.

"Mirror reversal!"

In the past, Dao San was better at analyzing ghost paths. But after getting acquainted, the close-quarters white slash is easier to parse because there aren't enough changes.

"Okay, good mirror."

Tianzang didn't cling to the previous name of this move, laughing, with such strength, he can be considered worthy of himself when he kills, and he can be regarded as worthy of Aizen's kindness.

But seeing that Hanyu Michizo was still holding the waste knife, Tianzo was a little displeased, for the weak man in front of him, the knife would affect his sensitivity to Reiko.

With one more sword, Hanyu Michizo's strength will not only not increase, but even weaken.

"Put down your knife, that cumbersome thing restricts you!"

He's really honest.

Michizo felt amused, but he also felt a rapid heartbeat in his hands, like anger.

"Although the mirror counter can help me block your attack, if I really want to defeat you, I still need my slashing knife!"

It's not because it's calmed down at this time.,It seems that I'm happy because Daosan said that.。

"What?"

Tenzo approached Hanyu Michizo with his ear, for fear that he had misheard.

After that, he stretched out his hand, which was already a flesh and blood lake, and bent and stretched it twice, taking a closer look to see if there were any injuries.

"So, do you think you can fight me?"

The last one who was so arrogant and didn't know the difference in strength was still called Gengmu Kenpachi.

But that little ghost is really resistant to beating, and the slashing knife is just a tool, which also makes Tianzo appreciate this guy very much.

And his strength is enough to make Tianzang praise.

The name of the wood is enough for him to remember it vividly.

But who is Michizo Hanyu?

Is he worthy?

If it weren't for Aizen Sosuke, such a little ghost, he wouldn't have turned his head to look.

Heavenly Tenzo's face was hideous, and as the spiritual pressure wrapped around his body like a green cloud, cyan scales loomed on Tenzo's face.

Immediately after, Qingyun wrapped around Tianzang's right hand, and Tianzang's right hand lifted the cyan scales again.

"Green Dragon."

In the face of the menacing attack, Dao San did not panic, put on a good posture, lowered his center of gravity, inserted the knife into the scabbard, and made a gesture of drawing the knife and slashing.

"There is no birth, no demon, no beginning, no disaster."

Daosan's twin children were dyed black, and in the deepest part of the black, there was still a little scarlet.