Chapter 53 Team 5 Came Out to Wash the Floor.

The hot brain mixed with plasma splashed around like rain.

Heijisha fell down weakly, and his missing limbs made a crashing sound of gold and iron, falling to the ground with a crash, sending up dust all over the sky.

Ru Yueming withdrew his brain-stained fist, wiped a lot of it on the hard-shell steel skin, and breathed heavily:

"I really can't do it without taking off my clothes."

Although he has obtained all-round strengthening through sacrifice, there is still a big gap between him and Heijisha Daxu.

Therefore, when the two sides began to fight to the death.

Kurokisa Daxu's desire to survive was maximized, unleashing an unprecedented potential, forcing Akira Kisaragi to use all his means, and even his Zanpakutō was thrown away.

As a result, he had to go into battle shirtless, punching one after another, forcefully smashing through the steel skin of the big void, wiping out the last bit of life.

And Ru Yueming also suffered serious injuries during the battle.

Needless to say, Ruyue Ming truly used all his means to deal with the Yachukas-level Daxu.

The power of sacrifices, abnormal spirits, white thunder special effects, exclusive entries, Aizen assistance...

He has tried everything that works.

However, with his current level of spiritual pressure, it is undoubtedly an exaggeration to be able to achieve this.

Normally, let alone Achiukas, even Killian would need a vice-captain-level Shinigami to deal with it.

Even if it doesn't work, a Death God who has mastered the first solution will have to deal with it.

To be even more exaggerated, it was mentioned in the textbook of the Spiritual Arts Academy that Daxu needs royal agents, namely the Zero Division, to be responsible for solving it.

On the other hand, he had been in school for less than half a year, and he didn't even have a clue about what the Zanpakutō was called, let alone starting to understand it.

Then with the help of all the buffs, he beat this Yachukas to death.

Akira Kisaragi stepped on Black Kisha's head and looked in the direction where the spiritual pressure was coming from. When he saw the young man's clothes, he curled his lips in disdain.

Victims, ah no, the perpetrators have already gone to report to Mimi Haki. Are you here to clean up the floor?

The young man at the head is dressed in a white Captain Haori, lined with a black death suit, and has long yellow hair. If you look at it from the back, he is definitely a killer from behind.

Unfortunately it's a man.

Standing opposite, Hirako Mako looked at the scene in front of him solemnly, and the shock in his heart had reached the point of being beyond comparison.

After receiving the Tianting Kongluo from Nirvana, he rushed to the scene of the incident immediately, fearing that if he arrived late, he would only be responsible for collecting the corpses and washing the floor.

Unexpectedly, despite hurrying and slowing down, I still couldn't get rid of this fate in the end.

However, the object being washed was not quite in line with his expectations.

Daxu is dead, but the boy is alive.

What makes people even more horrified is that the figure standing above Daxu's head is covered in blood, and the flesh and blood are exposed from large and small wounds, showing a ferocious look.

But the gaze that comes...

Their eyes met, and Makoto Hirako's heart tightened for no reason.

The murderous intention that has not subsided is filling the air!

It was as if someone had put the tip of a knife to his heart!

The members of Division 5 behind him were even more nervous at this time.

In their eyes, even if no spiritual pressure was released, the young man standing on the corpse still brought unprecedented psychological pressure to them.

They have seen countless killing scenes of voids, but they have never seen, or even heard of, a big void being blasted by the fist of the god of death!

The gods of death shrank their necks and hid behind their captain, with a bit of fear in their eyes, as if the boy who trampled the corpse might come and punch them at any time.

When their eyes fell on everyone, all the gods of death shuddered. The pores in their bodies seemed to be opened instantly, and infinite chill crazily poured into the flesh from all around.

The fear in everyone's hearts intensified.

Kisaragi Ming had no intention of talking to this group of people.

After confirming that Heijisha Daxu was completely dead, he jumped down from a body several meters high, and then...

Start rummaging through the messy battlefield.

Several curious eyes fell on him, and even Hirako Mako's face was full of doubts.

Just when he was about to ask if he needed help, he heard the young man shouting:

"Soyousuke, come and help me find the Zanpakutō!"

After rummaging for a while, Ru Yueming had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​sheathing the sword, and then walked away gracefully, leaving only the back of the people washing the ground.

Looking at the busy figures moving away the bodies, Aizen sighed helplessly.

Even though he can barely be considered a strong man on his own, this guy's unreliability has not diminished at all.

Instead, it was a bit heavier.

Although he has analyzed many battle examples in textbooks and even read a lot of books in the library.

I still have never heard of any Shinigami abandoning his Zanpakutō in battle.

Even the most reckless members of the 11th Division have no similar examples.

The knife is there and the man is there.

This is the creed that the God of Death has carried out throughout his life.

The teacher’s exact words during the first sword Zen class.

Come to think of it, this guy never listens to theory classes.

That’s it, then it’s okay.

No matter what, discarding the Zanpakutō is an extremely outrageous thing.

"Hey, found it."

With the help of all the Shinigami, Kisaragi Akira happily pulled out his Zanpakuto from the broken limbs, wiped it for a while, and put it into the scabbard.

Now his image is really hard to compliment.

The palace minister's clothes were badly damaged, and blood was constantly oozing out from injuries of all sizes, making the whole person look as if he had just crawled out of a pile of dead people after being bathed in blood.

Just when Hirako Mako stepped forward to talk and was about to ask about the detailed process, the barrier behind suddenly collapsed, and a large number of black kisha groups poured out, rushing toward everyone in a mighty manner.

Countless limbs and feet intertwined, and the clicking sounds were endless, making one's scalp numb.

For a moment, everyone subconsciously looked at Ru Yueming.

"Look at what I do, you don't want me to continue fighting, do you?"

Ru Yueming was furious and raised his blood-stained right arm: "I am a wounded person!"

Mako Hirako glanced at the fist that could kill Daxu and sighed heavily.

His intuition told him that this kid was not an ordinary tough guy.

He didn't want to deal with it if possible.

"Defensive formation, protect the two students."

His expression was slightly serious, and he ordered in a deep voice, and then his eyes fell on Xu Qun:

"Let me deal with these scum that have broken into Soul Society."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was seen taking the instant step alone and rushing into the flood-like group of voids.

Just for a moment.

The white back was swallowed directly by the torrent.

next moment.

Thick and thick spiritual pressure exploded in the flood, and a huge beam of light shot straight into the sky!

Ru Yueming looked at the gorgeous scene in front of her, her eyes full of envy:

"Soyousuke, if I had this level of spiritual pressure..."

"How many floor scrubbers can we hit?"

ps: The fifth team is the rescue team, specially responsible for rescue.