Chapter 59 Who Is the Mantis and Who Is the Oriole?

"At fixed point 3604 in the west and 6273 in the north, abnormal fluctuations in the spirit flow were found."

Researchers surveyed the outside of the nearly collapsed mountain to capture the hidden parts left behind.

"There is a component of Hueco Mundo's spirit. It can be concluded that the black kishabotas virtual group comes from Hueco Mundo."

"The remaining reiatsu at the scene are Captain Hirako Mako, Xu Qun, the assassin of the rebel force, and the Resurrection of the Spiritual Arts Academy."

"Didn't the college student named Aizen Sosuke take action?"

"Maybe I was frightened by the sudden appearance of the assassin and Daxu, and I didn't react for a while."

"This crisis has far exceeded the upper limit of what the hospital students can bear. It is a great miracle that the two of them did not die on the spot."

"We can't expect everyone in the Spiritual Arts Academy to be a genius."

Similar exchanges continued among the crowd. They exchanged opinions and discoveries, and conducted in-depth restorations of everything that happened at the scene, thereby uncovering the truth about Daxu's appearance in Soul Society.

But just as they were getting closer to the truth.

A sudden change occurred!

The air rippled, and ripples rippled around the outside.

Several black figures with their whole bodies covered appeared nearby, along with a huge ghost barrier.

With lightning speed, a huge semicircle was formed, covering everyone in it.

"who?!"

The researcher came back from the discussion and exclaimed.

The Shinigami who were responsible for protecting them also immediately entered combat mode. They drew out their Zanpakutos one after another, pointed the tip of the sword diagonally, and released their spiritual pressure.

"Kill them all."

The hoarse voice was obviously disguised, and it was impossible to distinguish its characteristics.

With an order, the shadows burst out with crushing spiritual pressure and began a one-sided massacre.

The Shinigami who appeared here were at least as good as a low-ranking chief officer, and the powerful ones even had the spiritual pressure of a high-ranking chief officer.

With their strength, it is not difficult at all to deal with a group of Shinigami who are no more than elite soldiers and low-ranking officers.

Soon, the battlefield fell into new chaos.

Someone tried to break through the barrier with a broken path and release the message here into the Seireitei.

But after several attempts, he showed despair and gave up this pointless behavior.

The appearance of this group of people was premeditated.

They had already compared the strength gap between the two sides and eliminated all unexpected factors.

He and others had no chance of winning at all, and the only thing they could do was to lead the way and be killed.

The soldiers of the 12th Division and the 2nd Division were completely in despair, with unconcealable fear on their faces.

They held their Zanpakutō tightly and huddled around each other, back to back, trying to reduce the tension and fear in their hearts.

The black shadows didn't give them much time to struggle. They raised their swords and fell, and several members of the second division fell down.

As the Shinigami protecting the researchers surveying the site, they have done their duty.

As the villains, the black shadows strictly abide by the principle that talking too much will lead to death. Except for the initial order given by the leader, they did not say a word during the whole process.

The smell of killing is constantly filling the air.

The smell of blood filled his nostrils, and his eyeballs were filled with bright red.

The exploding red cannon vented its blazing heat, igniting and burning everything around it, turning everything in sight into ashes!

The shadow leader calmly stared at the scene in front of him. According to the task assigned by the adult, all traces left here must be completely erased.

Everything was going very smoothly until—

A hazy, twisted and familiar light appeared in sight.

The shadow leader's pupils shrank suddenly, and he instinctively exclaimed: "There is someone behind you..."

Before he finished speaking, the gorgeous sword light bloomed on the battlefield, followed by even brighter and more beautiful flowers.

No one is more familiar with what that light is than he is.

No. 26, Binding Road, Qu Guang.

Just now, a group of them successfully approached the scene under the cover of Qu Guang, killing these gods of death by surprise.

The difference was that when they were about to take action, they could no longer maintain the masking effect of the curved light.

On the other hand, the figure that suddenly appeared on the battlefield, even if it maintained its curved light, had already exploded with astonishing combat power.

Even if he only uses the most basic swordsmanship, he still kills people like chickens.

If the sword falls from the hand, all life will be lost.

With such strength, at worst he could be a high-ranking official, or even stronger.

"Strangulation!"

Realizing the disparity in strength between the enemy and ourselves, the shadow leader reacted quickly and issued a new order before the third member died.

The black shadows also came back to their senses amidst its roar, and immediately changed their formation, burst out in an instant, and surrounded the figure shrouded in curved light from different directions.

Their spiritual pressure mixed with each other, making the air thick and heavy.

"It doesn't matter who you are."

The voice of the shadow leader was like gravel rubbing hard on sandpaper, giving people a sense of physical discomfort.

"There is only one outcome for showing up here."

"That is, death!"

Roaring and roaring, the black shadows launched attacks at the figure in the center of the formation from different angles.

next moment.

A handful of blood flew up.

A hint of disbelief appeared on his face through the Prajna mask, and the sharp pain in his chest was eating away at his sanity crazily.

How can it be? !

On his deathbed, he saw the true face hidden under the distorted light.

The brown pupils were as calm as an ancient well, as if nothing in front of them could move them at all.

He wanted to remind his companions, but his throat was already overflowing with bubble-filled plasma, and he couldn't make a sound.

"Create a strong wind, Kamaitachi!"

Seeing that the strangulation formation was ineffective, the black shadow leader immediately released his Zanpakutō, and dazzling white light burst out from the blade.

When the light receded, the original standard blade turned into a sharp sickle with a curved handle.

Without any hesitation, he waved his sickle and slashed forward. In an instant, the strong wind roared up, carrying a harsh sound of breaking through the air, and crushed towards the figure.

The wind blown by Kamaitachi is composed of countless tiny blades of light. As long as you are caught in it, your whole person will be torn into pieces!

Facing the oncoming strong wind, the blurry figure remained unmoved. At the moment of approaching, he raised his left hand slightly and stretched out his index finger:

"Breaking Path No. 63: Thunder Roar Cannon."

The moment the words fell, the shadow leader's pupils shrank suddenly, and the sound of howling wind and defense suddenly stopped at this moment, replaced by a scorching thunder that tore everything apart.

The dazzling golden light erupted in an instant, and twisted ferocious arcs rose into the sky, completely lighting up the entire battlefield, reflecting the faces of extremely shocked faces!

next moment.

The thunder condensed an unparalleled beam of light, swallowing everything in sight with an indomitable force!

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