"Puyuan ......"

“…… Kisuke! ”

Hirako and Blonde Rishi successively mean indescribable voices.

The Jing Ling Court has always identified them as important criminals who are enough to threaten the safety of the entire Corpse Soul Realm, among which Puyuan Kisuke, Sifeng Yuan Yeyi, and even have the qualifications to be pressed into the Infernal Realm.

Room 46 has always believed that these people are accomplices.

But in fact, Puyuan, Yoichi, and Hezi, these masked legions, don't have a good relationship, at least they can't be called harmonious.

The maker of the Honka, the beginning of everything.

The captain who is good has become a fugitive, but on the other hand, the sin is not in Urayuan, and Kisuke Urahara is also the benefactor who saved them.

Although the Hirako and the others did not think that Pu Yuan was the culprit, they could not let them accept him as a companion, at least until they faced Aizen directly.

"Hey, Urahara Kisuke, you bald, Hanyu Michizo is our target!"

Ape persimmon is very arrogant in the world.

This language made Dao San frown, and his eyes swept a few people, and the coldness in his eyes also made several of them frown slightly.

Hanyu Michizo is not a good stubble, although he is still young, but he has a great record.

"Hey, don't say that kind of thing." Pu Yuan was wearing a lazy tarsy plaid striped shirt, with a surging smile on the corner of his mouth, but he looked so obscene.

Rishiri wore straw sandals and kicked Pu Yuan out with one kick.

Hanyu Michizo didn't say anything, if he just ignored it, he didn't have any resentment and dissatisfaction, Michizo was not a competitive character.

But these people seemed to really treat him as a dish on the plate, and gently held down the knife, Ren Hao glanced at the few people around him.

Among them, Pingzi Mako is an existence that can make him face up, although he has just fought in a few moves, and Dao San has the advantage, but he can feel that Pingzi still has a back hand, at least it is useless to solve him.

But it's just a matter of facing it squarely.

The person in front of him, Kisuke Urahara, gave Daosan the feeling of danger, and even the law of cause and effect that he had been silent for a long time sounded slightly.

Pu Yuan was beaten twice by Hishiro, rubbed his face and looked at Michizo with a straight face, "Then Mr. Hanyu Michizo, are you willing to do us a favor?" ”

"It's helping us!"

Hiyori snatched the talk, and the rest of the Kamen Legion stood behind Hiseri.

Streams of spiritual pressure are rising, but everyone is at the captain level, and they can still control it well without really fighting, at least they won't let the spiritual pressure extravasate affect the surrounding environment.

One by one, his gaze turned and fell on Daosan's body.

"I have no reason to say yes." Dao San slowly drew out the black knife again and stood in front of him, "I don't know what kind of past you have, you criminals, if you don't come to provoke me, I don't bother to investigate your crimes." ”

Criminals and crimes.

These two words stung the few people in the Kamen Legion deeply.

Among them, the most annoyed is the blonde ape Persimmon Rishiri, who has no scruples, and Rishiri kicks and comes at Hanyu Michizo's face.

"Be careful!"

Heiko had really faced Hanyu Michizo's sword blade, especially when he could feel the anger that was constantly accumulating in Hanyu Michizo's thin body.

In the face of the flying feet in the day, Hanyu Michizo didn't react, holding the knife straight, and the whole person was so ordinary.

Only Pingzi, and Kensai, who had just escaped from danger, felt the murderous intent under the waves.

He really wants to kill someone.

"Get out of the way!"

'Huh? What stupid thing does a bald man say? ’

There was no reaction in the day, and she was not in a hurry to react at this distance.

The clouds floating in the air suddenly dispersed, and Hiyori felt something about the white eyebrows that looked at Hanyu Michizo, and the rich black in his eyes.

"It's cold."

For a moment, in the middle of the day, when he was still kicking, he suddenly felt as if his mind was frozen.

Fear, since the framing of Aizen eighteen years ago, this cowardly mood has reappeared in the world.

It's, murderous!

……

"It's boring! Eight thousand streams. ”

Jing Ling Ting, the junction of the eleventh team and the jurisdiction of the forty-sixth room of Zhenyang.

With a "poof", Gengi pulled out his mutilated sword from a fallen corpse.

"Eh, it's obviously captain-level." Eight thousand streams on the shoulders kicked the calves.

A civil war broke out in the Quiet Soul Court, and the two sides entered into a decisive battle in an instant.

Gengi looked enviously into the distance, it was the battle of two flames.

A fire phoenix that seems to be immortal, a demon flame that seems to burn the world.

"Speaking of Xiaojian, since that time with Little Eyebrows, you have been so sullen, let's go find Little Eyebrows again."

Really, mention that name again.

With a wave of his sword, Kenpachi slashed down two black-clothed and masked Grim Reapers.

A year ago, Hanyu Michizo and Kenpachi Sagi had a battle in which no one knew the outcome except for the parties plus Yachiryu.

Since then, Kenpachi has felt bored fighting against people again.

That murderous aura, even without the need for sword blades to intersect, was enough to make Kenpachi melt excitedly.

The result of the battle was a draw.

But Sagigi, who loves fighting, knows the true outcome better than anyone else.

Since then, Sagi has been more crazy to challenge in the Silent Spirit Court, but he has never found Hanyu Michizo again.

Someday.

Someday.

He was able to enjoy it again, the ultimate pleasure.

A sword light seemed to cut through the sky, and Kenpachi took off his blindfold and rushed towards the group of miscellaneous soldiers in night clothes.