mousepad-d2 Chapter 127 Action 4
Chapter 127 Action 4
Lan Ran with the white snake wrapped around his wrists took off the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and threw them at the protruding rock behind him. After a crisp cracking sound, the shattered remains of the glasses turned into auras of aura and disappeared in the turbulent spiritual air of the Soul Realm middle.
The brown-haired man surrounded by a forceful spiritual pressure slowly showed an indifferent smile behind his slightly messy bangs, and could no longer find a trace of the gentleness of the past: "Why do you want to back off?"
Having lost most of the spiritual pressure, Aizen, who could no longer compete with the external spiritual pressure he released, took another step back involuntarily following this question, as if digging out of a silent stratum and washing it in a clear stream. The light-colored pupils of amber, which was exuding a warm and quiet brilliance against the sun, stared deeply at the person who took off his glasses, unscrupulously releasing Reiatsu, and unscrupulously declaring his sense of existence that cannot be ignored. of myself.In a trance, suddenly there was a strange emotion in his chest ready to move, and soon it burned like a prairie fire into repeated laughs.
Yes, why did he back off?That's himself, is he actually afraid of himself?Aizen raised the long knife that was integrated with his right hand through the black snake that was greedily grabbing his Reiatsu, and made a formidable opening gesture. No one knew better than him the even The most cold-blooded arc was drawn on the lips, still revealing how cruel and ruthless this ambiguous and gentle man is.If you show even the slightest bit of timidity and retreat at the beginning of the battle, it will be like opening a crack in the original iron wall to welcome the invasion. With a conceited expression, a self-aware arrogance, and even an inadvertent cold smile on the corners of the lips, tearing apart and expanding, slowly pulling out the opponent's rationality, will, personality, and even soul to play with in the palm of his hand, and mercilessly after being completely disgusted destroyed.
Playing condescendingly with the opponent's will and soul is not a natural bad taste, it's just to find some fun for yourself in the boring battle without any suspense.
It's just...if you realize that you are acting as a so-called toy, this feeling is really awkward.Lan Ran lowered her eyes, and slightly raised her wrist holding the knife.You can't be provoked. Taking the initiative to attack when you know you are weaker than your opponent is just hitting a stone with a pebble. Although you may not be able to see the opponent's movements clearly under the current situation, if even the attacking habits and the way of swinging the knife are completely destroyed. imitate……
"Oh, don't you take the initiative to attack?" The man with the same face on the opposite side let out a slightly regretful sigh, and then turned into a low chuckle, "I wanted to cut off your spine when you rushed up ,but……"
"It won't make any difference if I initiate the attack." The white lightning slithered across the retina in a winding trajectory, just as Aizen had expected, and his current weakened state really connected with the opponent's movements. I can't catch it, but... this move seems to be slashing at the neck, but in fact... Aizen suddenly turned the blade to the left, and the edge of the blade was straight to the direction of his shoulders, even to prevent the power from weakening due to the decline of spiritual pressure. , raised his left arm and pressed on the spine of the blade along the trajectory of the blade.
when--
The sound of gold and iron clanging resounded in the ears, and the scattered sparks flickered, illuminating two pairs of gentle light brown pupils.The huge force from the intersection of the blades paralyzed the entire shoulder and neck and the palm holding the blade.Aizen snorted softly, and finally realized that he had overlooked an obvious fact-although the Aizen Soyousuke imitated by Matsushima Zero Degree was vivid, he was not the same.Whether it is the technique of chopping technique or the application of Shunpo, the perfect counterfeit in front of me is far superior to the real self. It is not the basic quality of physical hardware facilities such as spiritual pressure, speed or strength, but more metaphysical. Time and experience shaped the terrifying skills that have reached the pinnacle of perfection, and the ruthless and outrageous experience that has been experienced countless times in the bloody storm of life and death.
Even with the same power, the same angle and the same speed, Aizen would only knock people into the air, but the man in front of him made him bear all the power of swinging the knife with his entire left shoulder completely paralyzed!
"It's crooked." Lan Ran heard the other self let out a low smile with unknown meaning, and the sharpened blade burst out with more dazzling fire light with the sudden increase in power, "You can't move the whole left shoulder? If you didn't act out of caution If you do this, now you can't even swing a knife at me."
"Should the power be exerted in the opponent's body as much as possible to achieve the goal of beheading the enemy to the maximum extent? You have been taught." Aizen forcibly controlled the tendency of his left hand to fall weakly, and tried his best to resist the turbulent oppression from the blade. The corners of his lips were slightly curved and he gave the other party a gentle and calm smile.
"Oh, as a mentor, I have to praise you for your diligence and questioning, Soyousuke." Hidden in the shadow cast by the slightly messy bangs, the eyes curved into a happy and happy shape, and the next moment they returned to blue Someso Yousuke's unique sharpness and sharpness, the middle finger locked in the thumb and the fingers spread out cast a silhouette of a falcon fluttering on the retina, and the fingertips that are sharp and fierce, accumulating a terrifying and terrifying Reiatsu slowly Leaping over the intersecting blades, he gently touched Aizen's brow with a leisurely stroll.The powerful spiritual pressure between the brows forced Aizen to follow his survival instinct to retreat quickly, but the terrifying oppression from the clash of swords kept reminding Aizen's rationality that even if he took half a step back, what awaited him would only be blood spattered five times. The result of being decapitated!
"However..." The deeper and more flexible voice dragged out a meaningful coda, "You seem to have forgotten that after getting close enough to the opponent, in addition to paying attention to his Zanpakuto, you should also pay attention to his white sword." let's hit?"
Boom—boom—boom—
The first sound was the muffled sound of the bent middle finger stretching out on the tip of Lan Ran's eyebrows, hitting the hard skull; the second sound was the majestic spiritual pressure that sent Lan Ran flying across half of the training ground. The roar of hitting the wall; the third sound is the sound of Aizen falling to the ground and splashing dust and mud after being injured in the air by the enchantment bullet on the wall.
"Puff——ha——" The huge gap in spiritual pressure completely reversed not only caused a huge gap in strength, but also the pure and proficient use of spiritual power caused the same moves to appear on the body. The destruction and killing were completely different. At the moment when it hit the elastic barrier, Aizen had successfully guided the huge power accumulated in his body to the barrier, but after bearing the reaction force of the barrier, he flew forward The instant that he didn't know when, another wave of Reiatsu was hidden in his body. The result of the two forces colliding with each other in his body was to trigger a huge wave in a violent storm, which mercilessly spread in his internal organs. raging.
This is... this is... how is it possible? ……How can it be?The overwhelming pain in the internal organs and the reasoning and cognition beyond common sense caused the pupils of Aizen who was prostrate on the ground to shrink violently, and in the condensed blackness, there was an unstoppable shock and consternation spreading across the eyes.
Then in the next moment, the unique darkness of the dead bully outfit came into view.
"Did you find something? You look so surprised." The deep and elegant voice slowly slipped from the top of his head with a faint smile, and Lan Ran stretched out his blood-stained palm and grabbed the other's ankle suddenly, "You Just now I used the way of ghosts...cough, puff...you...you are the god of death!"
The gentle and quiet voice above his head was instantly cold, and he let out a faint sigh before speaking again: "Is this your last words before you die? Soyousuke."
The five fingers holding the ankle suddenly tightened, and the strong and beautiful joints lost all blood in an instant.Then the next moment, the golden rope was wrapped around the fragile neck, and the huge force from the other end of the rope dragged Lan Ran up mercilessly!
The forced upward movement of the angle of view allowed Lan Ran to see through the blood-stained lenses without hindrance the jaw of the man whose lines were so sharp that it could stab his sight, and the slightly lowered movement made the thin lips slightly raised Every detail is revealed.
"You really disappoint me, Soyousuke." The tone full of regret lingered on the word "disappointment" for a long time. The man's slender and strong fingers replaced the golden rope to suppress the pulsation of the jugular artery, and his weak body was crushed. While slowly mentioning it, the man still didn't stop talking slowly, "I thought you knew enough about my determination to kill you by the sword, but from the beginning to the end you only thought that this was a particularly harsh battle. But is it safe to practice like a game?"
"Uh...uh..." The strangled throat could only squeeze out fragmented syllables with all its strength, and the killing intent that had been kept secret at this moment was rushing through the tightly attached skin like a raging tide. I suspect that the man with the same face as him will break his cervical spine in the next moment!
"It's so ugly, is it so weak that you can't even do a decent resistance?" The man gently tightened his fingers, raised the Zanpakuto in his hand, and gently laid it on Aizen's beating heart. The cold invaded the throbbing organs through layers of cloth, "Then..."
laugh--
The sound of the sharp long knife tearing the skirt, cutting the skin, penetrating the flesh and cutting the bones echoed in the training room. The gushing blood gradually dyed the two identical faces. Behind the hilt of the knife, the pitch-black poisonous snake swallowed a blue-black snake letter, twisted its flexible body, and slowly released Xin's long bones.
bang——
Aizan who threw the long knife into the opponent's chest with the last ounce of strength and fell to the sky. In the big cloud of dust splashed up, the impeccable appearance of the man standing in it was like a shattered body after losing the support of Reiatsu The mirror image exploded into criss-cross ice patterns, and warm and bright red liquid flowed out from between the fingers.
The slowly dilating pupils dissipated the unfathomable divine light, but the depths of the pupils, which were so empty as to be almost dead, slowly seeped out an indisputable gentleness.He pulled the corners of his lips weakly to reveal an extremely weak smile, and murmured in an equally weak voice, hoarse and gentle: "That's what I want to tell you, it's this kind of hopelessness that makes you want to fight back with all your might." Determined."
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Beep beep...beep beep...
A sharp alarm came from his wrist. The man frowned and lifted his wide cuffs to look at the strange jewelry stuck on his forearm. The scarlet gemstone flickered with bright but ominous colors of blood, indicating that the other end of the connection was hovering in the survival zone. The nexus that is most at stake with death.
"...This self-willed guy." The man let out a helpless sigh, and walked towards the direction indicated by the jewelry without hesitation.