"Blade?" Kenpachi didn't understand his words too much, and pulled out the tip of the knife on his chest without changing his face, letting the blood spill all over his chest, "You people are all weird."

"Does Brother Death have any good advice?" Mizugatari's blade from Yuta's body slowly retracted into his body, "I think it's a bit of a problem, too."

"Trouble?" Kenpachi grinned, "If you think it's troublesome, then do it." You've all said so much, don't you still have to fight in the end? I'm not interested in your abilities, as long as you die slowly under my sword."

Mizugata Nayuta shrugged his shoulders and said no more.

Seeing this, Kenpachi didn't say much, and stabbed straight into the chest of Mizugata Nayuta with the power of thunder. Mizugata Nayuta didn't dodge, yawning as he watched the broken blade against his chest and couldn't move forward for half a minute, "I said Brother Death, you didn't use all your strength, I really can't be interested in you like this." He learned to speak in a more wooden tone, looking a little nondescript.

"You want me to do my best?" Kenpachi didn't seem to take the other party seriously at all, "It's not interesting to let you die so quickly, it's rare that you can take a few swords from me."

"I see, I can't pretend I didn't hear you when you said that." Mizugata Nayuta laughed a few times, and pushed forward half a minute to let Kenpachi's knife penetrate his chest, and then slashed at Kenpachi's face with a one-handed and one-handed sound that was characteristic of blades.

Kenpachi didn't care at all, and reached out a hand to grab Mizugata's hand knife, trying to pull out the blade that was trapped in his chest, but found that he couldn't move with all his strength.

"Hmph," Mizugata Nayuta curled the corners of his mouth, and in the blink of an eye, his outstretched palm was a huge chopping knife, and there was still half a flesh color. I saw that the blade was half-turned, and the palm of the hand with Gengmu Kenpachi slashed, slashing at his chest, and instantly splashed a blood spark.

"Huh?" Gengmu Kenpachi took half a step back, and the other party was indeed a little beyond his imagination. Mizugata Yuta's sword with Kenpachi in his chest cavity had no intention of letting go, and his other hand turned into a spear that shone with cold light, piercing through the heavy rain curtain and stabbing Kenpachi in the abdomen.

"I see, I see." Kenpachi didn't seem to feel the pain, "You want to experience a battle higher than this, for the sake of you working so hard, it's no problem for me to satisfy you!" He ignored his serious injuries and cried out with the corners of his mouth open, even though his jaw was already covered with blood.

Mizugata looked at him with interest as he reached out and touched his blindfold, "Oh? Do you have any other tricks? It's useless with me, my body is ......" As Kenpachi pulled off the blindfold, an extremely oppressive spiritual pressure almost shattered the surrounding buildings. And the water-shaped Nayuta, who was in the center, couldn't bear such a violent spiritual pressure and knelt on the ground.

"Why, it's not interesting to keep talking," Kenpachi looked at the young man who was lying on the ground trembling, "The shouting is so strong, why can't you stand now?"

"You ......" Mizugata Nayuta straightened up on his knees with extreme reluctance, "who the hell are you?"

Kenpachi raised his sword, "I've said it again, I'm Kenpachi." The knife was about to be cut down, but a fierce gunshot was heard.

"Huh?" Kenpachi didn't feel any attack on himself, and the slashing knife was swung in front of Mizugata Nayuta without any impact, but it was stubbornly resisted by a knife.

Kenpachi squinted at the comer, and then let out a loud laugh, "Great, I didn't enjoy it last time, Kuchigi Hakuya!"

It was none other than Kuchigi Hakuya, who was carrying his sword in front of Mizugata Yuta, and the tremendous force made him half-kneeling on the ground, and the whole ground caved and collapsed for half a minute. At this time, Kuchigi Hakuya looked very embarrassed, with multiple wounds on his body, and his right hand holding the knife was also shocked by the huge force of Kenpachi of Gengi, and it slowly trickled down his fingers and the tiger's mouth.

"It's dangerous," Kuchigi Hakuya sighed, ignoring his own injuries. "It seems to be in time, barely saved one."

"You're not rotten wood?" Kenpachi sensed the problem, usually this high-ranking nobleman has never been

I have spoken in this tone.

"Of course I'm not," Kuchigi Hakuya showed a smile like never before on his face, "I'm the Chosen One in the City of Wild Words, and my name is Armis."

"Cut," Kenpachi retracted his knife and slung it over his shoulder, "It's not interesting."

Kuchigi Hakuya slowly stood up, and although his right hand holding the knife kept shaking, the smile on his face remained undiminished, "You're very powerful, you can force Mizugata to this situation. Fortunately, I felt this spiritual pressure from far away, and there was no way to do it if I was one step too late."

"So you're *** controlled," Gengmu Jian was expressionless, very different from the expression he had when he first saw Kuchigi Hakuya, "What's the fun of slashing you like this."

"Oops," Mizugata Yuta on the side stood up, in the same tone as Kuchigi Hakuya, "You didn't talk so much before, Captain Saragi." He tilted his head slightly, and looked at Kenpachi with the same smile as Shiragi Hakuya.

The water shape in front of him was obviously wrong, and he couldn't control his wanton and tyrannical spiritual pressure at all, and he couldn't bear to fall to the ground because he couldn't bear it before, how could he adapt to it in such a short time. Kenpachi naturally didn't understand that the target of the gunfire just now was Mizugata Nayuta, who had been controlled by Armis.

"So it's boring, if you're really strong, why don't you show up and fight," Kenpachi slowly turned his head to look at a high point, which was on top of a house, "What's the point of just hiding there."

In the eyes of Kenpachi, a petite figure was leaping towards the house, it was the grass deer eight thousand streams.

The smiles of Yuta Mizugata and Kuchigi Hakuya froze on their faces, and the two of them didn't say anything more and attacked Kenpachi left and right.

"What, this is a lot happier than just now," the spiritual pressure on his body skyrocketed a few points, "Don't blame me for killing you, Rotten Wood."

"You're the Chosen One who controls them," Kusaka Yachiryu stood in front of Armis, who was still wearing a white trench coat, and he hadn't even been stained on his body after such a long time of scuffle. "You did the gunshot, too," Kusaka Yachiryu asked, noticing that the other party was carrying a huge gun.

Almis did not answer, and his deity had not opened his mouth since the beginning.