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Ye Yun shivered instantly.
It has a sense of waking up from a beautiful dream (cdfe).
He chuckled twice and said, "How could that be? Of course I want to fight you all. After all, my swordsmanship has improved quite a bit."
Unohana Retsu smiled and reached out, pinching Xiaoyeyun's hand gently.
"That's good. I was thinking you weren't going to fight me, and I was even considering cutting this little guy into pieces."
Ye Yun instantly felt a chill run down his spine.
Xiao Yeyun, who was originally standing tall and proud, was so frightened that she wilted like an eggplant.
That's terrifying.
Don't you want happiness in the future?
Unohana Retsu seemed to have read Ye Yun's mind, and while tormenting little Ye Yun, she said with a smile:
"It's okay. I'm already happy as long as I can fight. You might become stronger without this thing."
Ye Yun couldn't help but swallow.
Only then did he remember.
Sister Hua, who used to be bullied by me until she begged for mercy.
In the original work, it was a dream that one could disregard everything, even sacrifice one's life, to achieve death in the fight.
According to her yandere logic.
Maybe it really is to make themselves stronger.
He swung his sword and severed his own small leaf cloud.
That won't work.
Unohana Retsu pressed herself against Ye Yun's chest, smiling as she said:
"Lord Ye Yun, we've satisfied you for two hours, shouldn't you satisfy us in return?"
Ninjitsu said with a smile:
"Lord Ye Yun, what follows is a pure swordsmanship competition. If you don't become stronger, your angry master might..."
"Those who hurt this little guy."
As she spoke, Nishizuki gently flicked Koyokumo.
Ye Yun's heart sank.
He swallowed hard, preparing to look for an escape route.
But then he realized that Unohana Retsu and Ninjazuki were holding him tightly from the front and back.
Unohana Retsu smiled and said, "Lord Ye Yun, no matter how strong your Shunpo is, you can't escape at this close range."
Minashizuki drew his Zanpakuto and said with a smile:
"Lord Ye Yun, there are two of us today. You've enjoyed yourself for so long, shouldn't you reward us a little?"
The crimson spiritual pressure gradually erupted.
Like the night sky falling, it gradually spread in all directions.
"Swastika!"
"All gone!"
The crimson space resembled a pool of blood, and a pungent, bloody stench filled the air.
The two women stood up from the hot spring, their fair and voluptuous bodies paired with the Zanpakuto, giving off an extremely alluring feeling.
But the two women's eyes.
It was an almost pathological fanaticism.
The desire that had just been forcibly suppressed surged up again, even more fervently than before.
Ye Yun scratched his head in exasperation, then looked up at the sky and sighed in pain:
"I'm preparing to increase my spiritual pressure!!!"
Having absorbed so much spiritual energy, I originally planned to make a big push, comprehensively increase my spiritual pressure, and become even stronger.
But now it seems.
It would be best to improve one's kendo skills.
He conquered two voluptuous beauties with a sickly charm.
Thinking of this, Ye Yun gritted his teeth, glared fiercely at Unohana Retsu and Nijinu Shizuku, and said:
"Sister Hua, Big Dumpling, let's get this straight: I'm going to defeat you all using swordsmanship. How are you going to compensate me for that?"
Upon hearing Ye Yun's words...
The two women immediately felt their hearts race, their faces flush, and they even instinctively covered their chests.
"Swordsmanship that surpasses ours..."
"That's definitely reached the eleventh level..."
Unohana Retsu rushed forward impatiently, gripping the blood-red blade with both hands, and slashed down at Ye Yun with fervor:
"Ye Yunjun, then let me witness your strongest swordsmanship."
Nichizuki charged in from the left, excitedly shouting:
"As long as you defeat us with your swordsmanship, I will listen to you in everything except fighting."
A golden staff appeared in Ye Yun's hand, and he said unkindly:
"Since you've said that, you'd better not regret it later."
While talking.
Ye Yun's mind stirred.
The large amount of spiritual energy that had just been absorbed was converted into attribute values and frantically added to the sword path.
The golden staff in his hand.
It seemed to have transformed into an indestructible golden dagger.
"..."
at the same time.
Jinglingting, Zhenyang execution ground.
Here, numerous Soul-Slaying Blades materialized and gathered, standing scattered, their cold gazes fixed on the many Grim Reapers who had surrounded them.
Kyoraku Shunsui gazed solemnly at the giant flaming bird in the sky, its wings spread wide and its body engulfed in raging flames:
"Even the Destroyer King has been freed. Are these materialized Soul-Slaying Blades trying to forcibly control this divine weapon!?"
Ukitake Jushiro coughed twice and gritted his teeth, saying:
"I didn't expect their target to be the Destroyer King. If that thing is completely unleashed, we'll be in big trouble."
The other team leaders' expressions also turned serious.
Double Kill!
The instruments of torture used by the Soul Society to execute criminals.
Its ability is to cut through and pierce the body of the Grim Reaper, and its power can expand dozens of times in an instant.
If the first attack misses, the next attack will be even stronger.
Unlimited upgrades.
Until they reach the point of having a million Zanpakuto.
Kyoraku Shunsui pressed down on his straw hat and said, "We can't wait for the Destroyer King to be completely freed; we have to forcibly seal him away before that happens."
Toshiro Hitsugaya drew his Hyōrinmaru, staring intently at the Zanpakuto opposite him:
"This is not a good situation..."
The opposing team has more Zanpakuto with Bankai than their team's captains.
Just as the two sides were locked in a standoff.
Shutara Senjumaru chuckled, raising his pale index finger and pointing it at the figure of Kiyomushi, saying with a smile:
"There seems to be a faint smell about you."
"White Thunder!"
A blinding white flash of lightning.
Like a white shooting star streaking across the sky.
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Chapter 121 The Eleventh Stage of Swordsmanship, the Final Assault of the Soul-Slaying Blade (Seeking Flowers and Monthly Tickets)
A blinding white flash of lightning ripped across the sky.
In just an instant, the white lightning bolt arrived in front of Qingchong.
"not good……"
Qingchong's expression changed drastically, and he spoke without hesitation: