Chapter 46: Compassion (3)

"You seem to know a lot about the Quincy." Kurosaki Masaki sighed and faced his current situation seriously.
"Not only do I know this, but I also know that your Quincy killer has almost been annihilated." Fang Lang said lightly, the eyes of thunder, flashing electric lights, "It is not easy to find a pure Quincy killer bloodline. "
"Is that the reason you are looking for me?" Kurosaki Masaki caught the trace between Fang Lang's words.
"A very smart woman, I don't hate it. If I had been here a few years earlier, I might have liked you, but unfortunately, I'm not interested in a wife."
There was still no emotional fluctuations, and at the same time, he cut out with a sword.
The silver sword aura turned into a perfect crescent shape and rushed towards Kurosaki Masaki.
"This……"
Kurosaki Masaki's worldview was subverted once again. What this slash uttered was not the spiritual pressure, but the sword aura, which relied purely on physical strength and his perception of kendo!
too frightening!
Such people are terrible!
It seems that the fighting system held by the two sides is different.
Kurosaki Masaki didn't dare to resist with his body, stretched out his right palm, and condensed a spiritual arrow at the tip of his finger, and shot it suddenly against Fang Lang's slash.
"Holy Destroyer!"
This Lingzi Arrow was cut open instantly and disappeared invisible at the moment it touched the silver slash.
"What?!" Kurosaki Masaki once again shook his voice. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he suddenly jumped up, avoiding the sword.
The silver sword air swept across the position where she stood, and continued to move forward, spreading a full distance of two kilometers before completely dissipating.
"Far range of attack!"
Before he was surprised, Fang Lang's voice suddenly appeared above his head.
"The shape of the night wing cut!"
Suddenly, a crescent moon sword aura slashed out, and at the moment it slashed out, it suddenly spread its wings, swooping down like a pair of angel wings.
boom!
This sword energy fell on the ground, directly splitting the entire river in half, blocking the river from the middle and unable to flow for a long time.
Like the mighty sky, the river that was split by a sword, received the surplus of the sword energy, could not comply with the laws of nature.
Fang Lang walked lightly in the void, looking at the figure in the smoke with indifferent eyes.
"Hahu...Hahu...Hahu..."
There was a violent gasp, and Kurosaki Masaki knelt down on the ground, clutching his right arm, and a large swath of blood shed on the shoulder of his right arm.
"If my reaction slows down by one and one second, I am now dead. I was split in half from the middle! This man's slash can actually break my static blood suit!"
Kurosaki Masaki gritted his teeth and endured the pain, looking up at Fang Lang.
Up to the present position, the other party has not used a little spiritual power, and everything is relying on physical power.
Are they really human? It's a monster!
Can human beings stay in the void for so long? Can human beings cut out the sword qi, and break through the quiet blood suit of the Quiz Master? Can human beings move so fast that her reaction nerves almost can't keep up?
Fang Lang's figure slowly weakened, and he said indifferently, "Even a Quincy who is good at defensiveness, it's nothing but this, he can't stop the blow of the great swordsman. I was looking forward to it in vain."
"Great swordsman..." Kurosaki Maki said panting, but he remembered the name in his heart.
"Who knows, you don't need to know, let me send you on the road." Fang Lang retracted the light strike, pulled out the demon girl, and walked slowly towards the opponent.
"Wait, why are you looking for Quincy?" Kurosaki Masaki gritted his teeth and said, even in his heyday state could not stop the opponent's slash, let alone injured. At this moment, at least figure out the opponent's purpose.
"Before you die, let you be a sensible person. I need the power of a pure Quincy, don't blame me, blame, blame your ancestors! Blame the one who gave you the power!"
"Pure Quincy killer power?" Kurosaki Masaki wrinkled her eyebrows without any clue. Seeing Fang Lang's sword about to fall, she gritted her teeth and shouted: "I'm not a pure Quincy killer anymore!"
Fang Lang let out a cold snort, the sword still cut down.
"I've been invaded by the imaginary body, and the power of the imaginary has been mixed in the spiritual power, not a pure Quincy." Kurosaki Masaki said calmly.
Fang Lang's blade halted, and the eyes of the mask suddenly enlarged. Only then did he remember one thing.
The void in Kurosaki Ichigo's body seemed to be passed on to him by Kurosaki Shinsaki. In this case, Kurosaki Shinsaki is indeed not a pure Quincy.
"Damn, am I a waste of time..." Fang Lang secretly said inwardly, rather speechless, the timeline of the of death was too messy, and many things didn't react until they were near.
Seeing Fang Lang's killing intent seemed to dissipate, Kurosaki breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I am not your opponent. Kill if you want, but please don't hurt my son."
"I won't kill you. I have the conditions. Tell me where is the pure Quincy?" Fang Lang said coldly.
"I don't know!" Kurosaki Maki gritted his teeth.
Seeing her expression, Fang Lang had already guessed it. The other party must know it, and he also reacted. Ishida Yulong's father and Ishida Yulong's grandfather are pure quintessences, right?
"Hmph, I hate other people lying in front of me, so you should go and die." Fang Lang's killing intent rose again.
Kurosaki Maki smiled bitterly in her heart, but she couldn't tell the other party, it seemed that she could only fight to the death!
Just thinking about it, Kurosaki Ichigo’s shout came from a distance: "Mom!?"
He saw a man in a black suit and a strange mask standing in front of his current body with a sword in his hand, as if he was about to hack his mother.
This was a huge spiritual shock to the young, living in a peaceful world.
This scene is deeply imprinted in his mind and cannot be erased.
"Ichigo, run away!" Kurosaki Masaki's face changed drastically, and he shouted sternly.
When he was about to fight back desperately, Fang Lang had already put away his sword and left slowly.
"you……"
"Kurosaki Maki, thank you for the little compassion that remains in my heart. If it is not necessary, I rarely do anything to women. Anyway, your death is only a matter of time. Goodbye."
Fang Lang said indifferently.
"No, we won't see each other anymore."
Kurosaki Maki was in a daze, until Kurosaki Ichigo cried into his arms. ..
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