Chapter 146: Undead monster

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"Don't look down on Quanxi, you don't deserve to be compared with him, no, you don't even have the qualifications to give him shoes."
Obviously, Duke's frivolous words angered the three of Hirako. Fengqiao Loujuro was mentally injured, and he lay on the ground like a salted fish and cursed. Hirako Mako and Aikawa Luowu directly violent, and Duke rushed into the air. The two did not choose to fight head-on, but chose to walk and wait for the opportunity.
Because the interference of the retrograde brush continued, Duke's neural reflexes were delayed, causing him to fail to keep up with the body's subconscious response, and there was a time difference between the speed of swinging the sword and the fighting consciousness. It was this little time difference that created a lot of opportunities for Hirako and Wuluo. The three fiercely fought and were at a stalemate, and it seemed that the winner could not be distinguished in a short time.
However, as the pace accelerated and the battle escalated, the situation of Hirako and Wuluo became worse. Protracted warfare and war of attrition are Duke's strengths, and it is his specialty to exchange injuries for injuries. It is the same for you and me. He can fight the enemy for a day and night without breathing, but Hirako and Wuluo can't.
After seventy or eighty rounds, Wuluo, holding a heavy weapon Tengumaru, gradually lost his energy. He was not good at high-intensity and intensive extreme speed fighting, and his wounds were getting more and more. Maintaining a sensible blur did not give him a powerful speeding regeneration. Under Duke's injury-for-injury play, he was struggling more and more.
Stabbed
Accompanied by the long scream of a knife cutting through the flesh and blood, Wu Luo took a few steps back, clutching the wound, his chest, back, limbs and torso. There were more than a dozen wounds on his body oozing blood, looking extremely bloody.
"Huh, huh, huh..." Wu Luo pursed his pale lips and shook his head to stay awake, his blower-like chest gasping for air greedily.
"Wuluo, are you all right!" Pingzi sweated heavily on his forehead, and he could clearly feel that Duke was adapting to the upside-down world, and the situation was getting more and more dangerous.
"No problem, I can hold it. I won't fall down until he falls." Wu Luo leaned on the siege hammer and danced on his shoulders twice, his tone slightly relaxed.
"His head is the only weakness." Hirako looked at Wu Luo with concern, opened her mouth and swallowed it to the side, staring at Duke in a deep voice.
"Are you sure that is his weakness?" Wu Luo said seriously, his face gloomy and terrifying. After all, this weakness was revealed by Duke, and Wu Luo couldn't confirm whether it was a mere word. Judging from Duke's mouthful of running the train before, this weakness was 80% a scam.
"He is adapting to the counterfeit, we don't have time to hesitate, we can only take a chance!" Pingzi's face was not so good either, his casual clothes were more bloody.
"Old rules, I'm in charge of the main attack, you come to the final fatal blow, just like we usually drill." Wu Luo did not say much, he chose to believe in Hirako.
Sometimes, trust requires no words.
"Leave it to me, I will pierce his head." Hirako gave Wu Luo a deep look: "Be careful yourself, don't force it."
"Fairless God, Jiaolong!"
Within a few seconds of the conversation between the two, Duke grasped their position in the upside-down. The faster the Vietnam War, the more stable the Vietnam War, and he completely adapted to the world of rebellion. The mind, body, and skills have been upgraded to the extreme and slashed swiftly, without hesitation, the inversion has been seen through and recorded in the cell.
The gentle kamikaze hit, Hirako and Wuluo were instantly wrapped in them, and the cruel fear of death poured down. Hirako broke out of spiritual pressure and broke free of the kamikaze, and the straightened hands and the mask were three points and one line. The scarlet flashes broke out from three sides and merged into a huge virtual flash with a diameter of several meters, and slammed head-on against the falling flood dragon.
boom----
Amid the roar, the flames soared into the sky, and the phantom in the mist gradually became clear. Wu Luo waved the giant hammer and rushed to Duke in an instant. Leaning back, concentrate the power of the whole body a little, swing out the last and strongest blow, the sledgehammer rises to soar the dazzling flame.
"I can see through the power of the reverse brush. The front is the back, and the direction of attack is opposite to the direction of swinging the knife... Since you went straight and did not hide, you must have been desperate to die, I will fulfill you."
A ghost flashed in his mind, Duke ignored Wu Luo before him, turned and split to the other side. But unexpectedly, a confident blow was missed, and Wu Luo, who was regarded as a phantom by him, arrived as scheduled, and the sledgehammer hit his back.
"how come……"
The boundless brute force rushed into the body along the giant hammer and exploded. The bones all over his body creaked and almost broke. Duke spit out a mouthful of blood, and was drowned in a large area of ​​burning flame.
"Idiot! Hirako withdrew his ability to rewind, I'm real!" Wu Luo chuckled and waved Tengu Maru, seeing his performance very satisfied.
"Merry Wuming God Bai Yihu!"
The murderous roar crossed the flames, and the white fierce beast burst into anger. The four elephants are in the west and belong to gold. With unyielding fighting spirit and unfailing soul, it has turned into a white tiger that absolutely must kill its prey.
"Have you heard? That sound like a kamikaze..."
The cold murderous intent seemed to freeze the soul, the momentum of the flame waned under the overbearing and decisive power, the colorful tiger waved the flames ahead, the fangs and claws shattered the wind, and bite Aikawa Wuluo, just like that. He dashed all the way to the lake on the ground.
The tiger in the form of Shenfeng continued to bite Wuluo's spiritual pressure until he broke his mask before swallowing him in one bite. There was no screaming and no struggle, Wuluo fell and the lake never floated again, only a cloud of dark red blood bleached on the surface of the lake.
"Go to hell, Wu Luo will bet on the opportunity created by his life, I will not live up to it!"
Cang!
Hirako, who had been waiting for a long time, cut through the void, rushed out of the hidden ghost road enchantment, and turned on the reverse brush again, controlling Duke's neural reflex to create a gap, piercing his back with a sword from behind, and the tip of the knife pierced from his face . Probably because he was afraid that Duke's death would not be complete enough, Hirako twisted hard, and the venting Reiki shook Duke's brain into a ball of paste.
"Damn it this time!"
Hirako coldly looked at the corpse hung on his Zanpaku Knife. Because of the excessive virtuality, the virtuality he had suppressed in his body all the year round began to eat back. The virtual hole was opened rapidly in front of his chest, and the bone mask went down his head and eroded him Hundreds of limbs.
"Damn, the blur can't be controlled..."
Just as Hirako was fighting with Xu inside his body, Duke's body moved. Under his frightened gaze, Duke held the counterfeit with one hand, and through the hole he could see the wound in the blue sky behind healed suddenly.
"Sorry, I lied to you just now." Duke gave a grin at the corner of his mouth, raised the knife and cut diagonally, cutting off Hirako's arm holding Nishi.
"You monster..." The pitch-black eyes under Pirako's mask were dim, and the void in his body had the upper hand in the confrontation, and even the pain of the broken arm was numb. Hirako did not resist Xu's erosion. The huge loss made it difficult for him to rise up courage. He even blocked his hopes on Xu. He only hoped that the completely virtualized self could die with Duke.
"Zanpakuto is the soul of the of death, and the new moon is my weakness...but it seems you can't hear it." Duke looked at the big change in front of him, completely blurring the irrational Pingzi, and showed disdain. A monster corroded by slaughter, fighting by bloodthirsty instinct, there is no threat at all.
"No God Merry Suzaku!"
It is said that the star bird, the bird is called the Suzaku, the southern night!
The unyielding firebird fluttered its wings, wrapped in endless golden red flames and turned into a hundred-meter behemoth, holy and unsullied, turned into a blazing rainbow, rolled up the blurred flat child, and the sharp beak slammed down fiercely.
Hirako...No, it should be said that it is a false talent at this time. Da Xu finally saw the sky again, so naturally he would not be willing to die and rise up to resist. Overspeeding regeneration, steel skin, and virtual flashing, which belong to the virtual spiritual pressure, are slamming repeatedly and fiercely.
The sparks burned more and more fierce, and soon ignited a monstrous flame. Amidst the roar of the virtual roar, the immortal Suzaku was reborn and soared, tearing his flesh and blood again and again.
Under the scorching fire waves, the black ominous spiritual pressure was like spring snow under the blazing sun, melting at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a short stalemate, Da Xu was already tired of parrying, and the only remaining spiritual pressure was burned out. The steel skin shattered, the bone mask exploded, and after a stern cry, nothingness disappeared.
Hirako fell to the ground with one arm and did not fall. With the help of Toduk, the void in his body was suppressed. This is good news, but the bad news is that Nifu didn't know where it fell, and his spiritual pressure was exhausted, but the enemy in front of him was unharmed.
Seeing Duke approaching him with a knife, Hirako looked desperate. Time seemed to pause at this moment. The experience of his life flashed one by one, frame after frame, like watching a long movie. From being the captain to being framed by Ai Ran, he finally hides in this world like a bereaved dog.
"It's about to die... Obviously I haven't even reported any revenge, so I hate it!" Ping Zi quietly closed his eyes, preparing to meet death.
"Being able to face death so peacefully, I admit that you are a strong man, and I will accept your head!" Duke had no mercy, lifted up the synodic moon indifferently, and slashed to Hirako's neck. The next second was the separation of the head.
"Ninety-nine of the Dao-Forbidden!"
However, the traversers are not the children of the plane, and the world never favors them. When he was about to succeed, a black belt made up of four reiki pressures wrapped around his limbs from four directions. The speed was unexpectedly fast. Before Duke had time to react, steel nails fell down to hold the belt and restrain him. In place.
"This ghost road is Tie Zhai..." Hirako's originally desperate face showed a relieved smile, and in the next second he was swept away by the rapid black shadow.
"The Ninety-nine-two of Bound Dao·Swastika!"
"The first song, stop the tension!"
"Two Songs·Bai Lian Lian!"
A huge cloth was wrapped around Duke, wrapping him tightly like a mummy, covering his mouth and nose. Then dozens of iron skewers pierced his body, sealing the spiritual pressure to make him completely fixed. However, the ninety-nine number of binding the Dao hadn't ended yet, a huge stone tablet with the fell from the sky, and the meteor fell into the ground like a meteor.
"Final Song·Swastika is too powerful!"
Wearing an apron and dressing up like a boiled husband, the former big ghost master took Jieyin's hands back, stroked his glasses and looked at Hirako next to him: "It's a dead end, Hirako!"
"Tie Zhai, Ye Yi and Urahara... Why are you three here?" Hirako asked weakly, lying on the ground. He didn't remember asking for help, because at first everyone thought the battle would be easy...after all, he was just a deputy captain.
"It's Kisuke! He installed a detective in a hidden corner, and he often spy on you!" A black Sifengin Temple appeared instantly, holding Aikawa Wura in his left hand, and Fengqiao Loujuro in his right hand. Leaving him next to Pingzi, he sold his teammates without hesitation, without blinking his eyes.
"Hey hey hey, this is not the same as what we said. The confession we colluded just now was not like this." Kisuke Urahara spread out his fan, with an innocent face.
"Urabara, you bastard! You spied on us secretly." Hirako cursed weakly and looked at Aikawa Wulu and Fengqiao Loujuro.
Holding Ryotetsui is rescuing the two of them~EbookFREE.me~ Feeling Hirako's worry, he relieved and comforted: "Don't worry, I can only say that they can't die."
"It's not like a word of comfort..." Hirako looked at the sky with a sigh of relief, and grumbled dull eyes.
"Hirako, I haven't seen you for a while, you guys are really miserable!" Ye Yi looked at the severed Hirako and laughed: "The Masked Legion is almost completely destroyed! The above are also the same. There is no difference between the weak and undefended. , We came in easily."
"Who are you fighting with?" Urahara Kisuke looked at the huge stone monument not far away, and asked quietly for a long while.
"A... an unkillable monster!" Ping Zi smiled sadly with a lingering fear.
"An unkillable monster?" Ye Yi's eyes flashed suddenly, and he licked his lips like a cat, and said with interest: "Fighting with such an enemy must be very interesting."
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