In the midst of the wild laughter, Kenpachi's right hand drooped, and the long serrated knife plowed into the ground and cracked layer by layer.

The golden spiritual pressure exploded, and the whole person immediately turned into a golden streamer, and instantly appeared in front of Su Feng.

The serrated knife rose and fell like a hammer.

It's not like a sword, it's more like an explosion of ferocity from a beast, fangs and claws tearing at the wind at the same time!

Qiang –

Gold and iron intertwined, blades collided, and a majestic force shook out, and the aftermath visible to the naked eye spread in all directions.

Through the blade, Su Feng could clearly see the madness in the eyes of Kenba, and the naked tyrannical aura in his narrow pupils.

Compared with him now, Da Xuan is much more pure.

"Haha, this is a qualified battle!"

Kenpachi let out a hearty laugh, and the golden spiritual pressure around him trembled.

The long serrated knife was raised suddenly, and the muscles on his right arm trembled under the feather weaving, revealing the thick green tendons like long snakes.

Immediately after, there were countless slashes like a storm.

The continuous trajectory of the blades almost formed a curtain of light, covering everything in front of them, bursting with infinite sparks, and the crisp sound of collision was endless.

Different from the madness of Kenpachi of the wood, at this moment, the wind has returned to the indifferent calm of the past, and there is no emotional fluctuation in the depths of his indifferent eyes.

Only the wind that lingered around became more and more intense, the arc in the heavy clouds of the zenith kept jumping, and the dull sound of thunder became more and more depressing.

Like the last calm before the storm!

Kenpachi's seemingly messy offensive actually mastered the full rhythm of the entire battle, slashing like a curtain of rain, not giving the opponent any chance to think at all, and forcibly letting the enemy go according to his own thoughts.

However, with instinct to fight, how many are stronger than a beast like Kenpachi?

Tracing the wind is adapting.

The level of strong kendo is not just talk.

Even the kendo attainments that Yamamoto Motoyanagisai admired, how could such an arrogant attack be cracked?

As the wind goes into the rhythm of the more wooden Kenpachi, match it as fast as possible, and get used to it.

The counterattack began.

A cold breath lingers over the blade, spiraling to the tip of the blade.

Poof—

The blood exploded on Kenpachi's left shoulder, blooming with a brilliant flower of evil that soaked the ground in disarray.

The physical pain did not stop him from attacking.

On the contrary, after seeing the blood, the ferocity of Kenpachi was really stimulated, and the already crazy offensive became even more rapid, completely abandoning its own defense.

Fight for injuries for injuries, fight for your life!

If this is a life-and-death fight, then he is forgivable.

But it's just an ordinary battle.

The frenzied slash without the slightest rule is like a madman, falling one after another.

The golden spiritual pressure of the riot gradually soaked the surroundings until it covered the entire battlefield.

The ground shook as the two men battled, rubble jumped, dust flew, and the aftermath nearly wiped out the remote place.

"What are you afraid of?" Gengmu Jian Ya smirked, "Take out all your strength!" ”

"Tsunaya Dai traces the wind, you are far more than that, don't let me underestimate you!!"

In the face of questioning, Su Feng's gaze was still indifferent, looking at his opponent as if he was looking at a dead man.

Kendo Slash!

The spiritual pressure condensed on the blade, and the blue-white blade shimmered, like a little star blooming in the night.

"Huh? The old man's kendo?! ”

The eight wooden swords did not retreat but advanced, and the speed of the slash did not decrease, and even a few points higher, as fast as thunder.

However, the blade of the Wind Trace was a few points faster.

The furious vertical slash instantly landed on the chest of Kenpachi, and in an instant, the flesh was torn apart, and the blood gushed out like a fountain.

A huge tear spread from his left shoulder to his lower right abdomen, and the hideous flesh parted so that the bones could be seen deeply.

For ordinary people, this kind of injury is not to mention fighting, and being able to not die can be regarded as talented.

However, Kenpachi's attack did not slow down even half a minute, and the long serrated knife in his hand slashed forward without hesitation.

Flutter –

The sound of the cloth tearing sounded in the palm of Su Feng's palm, and his left arm was raised, and his five fingers were spread, just right against the place where the blade fell with his palm.

But at the same time, Su Feng's left hand was almost cut directly by Kenpachi.

It can only be said that this way of fighting with injuries for injuries is really unexpected.

And in the course of this short battle, Su Feng clearly sensed that the spiritual pressure of Gengmu Kenpachi was steadily rising.

It's like opening a hanging, but it's actually unblocked.

"Hahaha!" Kenpachi took a few steps back, laughing wildly, "This is the battle!" ”

"Tsunaya Tracing the Wind, I recognize Ling's strength!"

As the words fell, he suddenly ripped off the blindfold on his right eye, and all the spiritual pressure exploded.

Suddenly, the golden pillar of light spiraled straight into the sky, tearing a gap in the clouds of the zenith again.

The dazzling light covered the surroundings, as if swallowing everything.

In the face of the attack of the violent spiritual pressure, Su Feng was unmoved, and a glowing green light appeared on his left hand, and the wound recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The seventh of the way of return, Sen Luo Shengsheng.

Li Huidao still hasn't had time to learn, but with the current combat specifications, Sen Luo Shengsheng is enough.

Shaking off the remaining blood beads on his palm, the more violent spiritual pressure turned into a huge pillar of light and swept up.

The howling wind in the distance seemed to welcome the king's arrival, hovering around the battlefield and devouring everything visible and invisible.

The best way to defeat the beastly Kenpachi is to crush it in an instant.

Su Feng looked indifferently ahead, the thunder above the zenith became more and more intense, and the air was filled with a scorching breath, as if a spirit child was burning.

The blue-white wind breath gradually converged, and in its place, it was frenzied blue-purple electric light.

The few powers of the Manifestation Technique poured into the blade, and the already bursting thunder became even more violent.

Kenpachi adapted to all his spiritual pressure as quickly as possible, the hideous crack in his chest had stopped the blood flow, and his originally black pupils turned gray-white, as if he had completely lost his mind.

"It's so interesting, it's the real battle!"

As the words fell, golden streamers rushed out, and the ground below made an overwhelming sound, cracking layer by layer!

Like a meteor, the wooden sword falls forward!

The sound of zila resounded in the thick clouds, and the fierce thunder erupted into a scorching light, condensing into an incomparable huge pillar of thunder in an instant.

With the slashing of the blade in Su Feng's hand, the thunder pillar descended from the sky with a devastating momentum, and completely devoured the body of Gengmu Kenba!

Bang!!

In an instant, the incomparable shock wave swept across the battlefield, and the wind swept and swept away, like a scene of the end of the world!

(End of chapter)