As the blade fell, Chōjirō felt that this moment was infinitely stretched, and in a trance he seemed to see his dead parents waving at him.
"Clang!!!"
The sound of metal colliding rang out in front of Chōjirō Sasakibe, sparks flew, and Chōjirō was knocked to the ground by the impact of the two knives.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that Yamabuki had appeared in front of him. He was holding a knife in one hand and a skeleton in the other. He looked carefully and found that it was the Skeleton Emperor Baraggan. It turned out that Brother Yamabuki was not missing but went to catch Baraggan!
Chōjirō suddenly realized.
"Such a powerful man suddenly appeared!" Yamabuki blocked the opponent's knife with his hands, feeling hot in his palms. He couldn't help but be secretly surprised at the opponent's strength.
The man was also very curious, how could the boy who ran out be able to block my sword?
The next second, astonishing spiritual pressure burst out from Yamabuki's sword, and he forced the man back with one sword.
The man stared at Yamabuki coldly with a very strange expression, and another one appeared.
"Chōjirō, who is this guy? Why did you fight with him?" asked Yamabuki. Chōjirō is a good boy and will not easily get into trouble.
"I don't know either. This uncle chased a lot of people as soon as he appeared!" Chōjirō said in a low voice.
Chasing a bunch of Hollows? Yamabuki looked at the man in surprise. He was indeed a master. Judging from the strength of the sword just now, the other party's spiritual pressure was definitely not lower than the captain level.
"I didn't expect it to be so lively today. Who are you?" the man asked with a grim smile.
"Yamabuki, deputy captain of the 11th Division of the Gotei 13." Yamabuki made a brief self-introduction.
The man frowned and said, "Deputy captain? This guy just said he was the deputy captain. Your positions should be the same, right? But you are much stronger than him!"
"Position? The gap between people is bigger than the gap between people and dogs, let alone two positions?" Yamabuki complained mercilessly.
"That's right." The man stared at Yamabuki as if he saw his prey. "I haven't met an opponent for a long time. This time I can finally have a good fight!"
Yamabuki frowned. Why is there another fighting maniac?
"Brother Yamabuki, be careful. There's something wrong with this guy's body, and the sword can't penetrate him." Chōjirō reminded Yamabuki while dodging far away. This battle was no longer something he could intervene in.
The man held his knife tightly in both hands. Yamabuki discovered that the knife in the other's hand was very large, more than five feet long, and it must be extremely powerful when wielded.
"Be careful! I'm coming!" The man's body disappeared in an instant, so fast that Chōjirō couldn't see the other person at all.
Yamabuki's body also disappeared instantly, and then, countless sparks from the collision of weapons appeared in the air!
The powerful spiritual pressure and scattered sword energy caused harm to the group of Hollows who were watching the fun nearby. Those who ran a little slower were directly shredded by the sword energy.
Chōjirō directly used Baraggan as a shield, which made Baraggan so angry that he started cursing.
"Do you know who I am? How dare you use me as a shield!!! I'm, hey, hey, hey! Those two people are coming! Pull me and run!" Baraggan shouted in embarrassment. He originally thought that he would not be discovered if he hid underground, but he didn't expect Yamabuki to dig three feet into the ground. No, it was not just three feet. He wanted to dig three thousand feet into the ground and finally dug him out. As the king of Hueco Mundo, Baraggan would naturally not surrender. The two of them started a shocking battle underground. As for the result.
If I win, how could I be tied up here as a shield? Baraggan complained wildly in his heart.
This kid's strength improved too quickly. In less than a month, he faced Baraggan again and beat him up badly with a crushing attitude!
Chōjirō dragged Baraggan back continuously. He was not worried that Baraggan would be killed, but that he would be affected. After all, Baraggan was a Hollow at the level of Vasto Lorde, and his body had a certain strength. He would not necessarily be killed if he was hit by two magic swords.
At this time, the speed of the two people on the battlefield was so fast that it completely exceeded the detection limit of Chōjirō Sasakibe. He could only feel the two powerful spiritual pressures constantly colliding.
"Boom!!!"
With a loud bang, a person flew out from the battle group. Chōjirō looked closely and found that the person who flew out was actually Yamabuki.
However, the man had more than a dozen wounds of varying sizes on his body, but Yamabuki only had some torn clothes and was not injured.
Of course, it is also possible that he recovered after being injured.
The man shook his arms stiffly and asked in a deep voice, "What kind of monster are you? Even Hollow's steel skin is not as hard as yours!"
In the brief duel just now, the two men swung their swords at each other for more than ten times. The man clearly felt that each of his sword strikes was very powerful, but he could only barely break the opponent's skin and couldn't even hurt the muscles. Moreover, Yamabuki didn't even need a Band-Aid for this injury, and the injury healed in the blink of an eye.
The man even suspected that the boy in front of him was some new species.
If this goes on, I'm sure to lose. This young man's strength and speed are both superior to mine. Even his physical strength, which I'm proud of, is higher than mine, not to mention his abnormal recovery ability.
"What kind of monster are you?" The man has always considered himself to be a top creature in this area, and no one, whether it is a Hollow or anything else, can defeat him. But now, the appearance of this young man has broken this status quo.
"The Shinigami, Yamabuki."
"Nonsense, have you ever seen a Shinigami awaken a Hollow steel skin? There is also a more powerful force in your veins that protects you from injury. I have never seen that kind of power," said the man.
"Who said that the Shinigami can't evolve into Steel Skin? The era of the Shinigami is progressing, the era of the Shinigami is developing, and the Shinigami now is different from the Shinigami of the past!" Yamabuki suddenly paused while talking. Hey, do you think it's possible to apply the technology of the Stasis Blood Suit to the Death Hegemony Suit? To improve the defense of the Death Hegemony Suit?
The current Death Trousers is just a black uniform without much ability. As one of the basic pieces of equipment of the Shinigami, it is simply too weak.
The man was becoming more and more interested in Yamabuki: "How about we make a bet?"
"No, I never gamble or do anything related to gambling!" Yamabuki said gambling and drugs are incompatible. Do you think I just said it casually? If I say I won't gamble, then I won't gamble.
The man became more interested in Yamabuki. If he used conventional means, he would definitely not be able to beat him. It seemed that he could only show some skills!
The man raised his huge sword and whispered in a deep voice, "Dance! Bloody Dance!"
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