"Twelve consecutive times, even more..." Aikawa Luowu's expression froze. Wouldn't he never die?

"The ability to be afraid can destroy my fighting will just be heard. If this is true, it can explain why he was resurrected from the dead before." Fengqiaolou Shizuro's face was neither sad nor happy, and a cloud of depression arose on his eyebrows.

"Twelve Trials..." Pingzi also lost the pride that he had been relieved of the previous rebellion, and his cold face seemed to be facing a great enemy.

"Hahaha, you don't really believe it?"

Duke changed his tone and teased him with a look of caring for IQ: "I'm lying to you! I'll believe it if you just fool me a few words. Children won't take this kind of words seriously. You have been the captain before. If there is such a Zanpakura, please give me a try."

"..." Heizi and the other two looked extremely ugly when they were teased and laughed at.

"The joke is over here, let me explain the ability of the Chung-Wangyue! Listen carefully, my Zanpakura - Chung-Wangyue, her ability is related to spiritual pressure. Usually, I inject the spiritual pressure that I cannot use into the Chung-Wangyue to maintain my spiritual pressure at the level of the deputy captain. Once I am injured, the Chung-Wangyue will feed back the spiritual pressure and restore my injury. The principle is very complicated, so I won't say much to you. You can understand it as similar to the medical reply."

"How do you explain that the heart was pierced before?" Pingzi frowned. He confirmed that the sword would definitely die: "Even if this knife can cure the injury, it will not be too strong to resurrect the dead. This is no longer the medical field."

"Who told you that the heart will die instantly if it is pierced?" Duke asked back, and his natural tone choked Hirako and the other two.

"Isn't it?" Pingzi was puzzled. This is common sense that has remained unchanged throughout the ages, and there is nothing wrong with it.

"Of course not, the instantaneous fatal injury is only the brain!" Duke pointed to his head with one hand, and his fingertips were pressed on his temple: "The brain is the highest part of the nervous system, an organ of thinking, which dominates all the activities in the body. This is the fatal injury! As long as the brain does not die, a person is not really dead, and he is still alive even if the heart stops beating."

"Just! The brain can only be regarded as one of the fatal injuries, not as powerful as you said!"

"I can tolerate your ignorance, it's not your fault, because your cognition is too narrow. But I can't tolerate your stupidity. Don't use your superficial knowledge to judge this world for granted." Duke sneered: "Where the heart stops beating, even if the breath stops, the brain can continue to work for ten minutes. Within these ten minutes, the person you think is dead can hear, think, maintain will, and even feel pain."

"So even if you pierce my heart, you can't kill me, because my consciousness has not been erased, and I can still control the moon... By the way, other fatal injuries cannot be, even if they cut off my head." Duke said with a little expectation and provocation: "Maybe you can try to blow my head, maybe I'll die if I really die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a glimmer flashed through Pingzi's eyes, and he raised his knife to rush around Duke in the shape of "zhi", stabbing the back of his head.

Duke dodged sideways, retreated several times and teased: "The direction of the reversed world is reversed, front is back, left is right, top is down... So can I understand this way, when you attack from the front, I can dodge to the left or right?"

"It's totally correct, but how do you fight back like this? You don't even know where I am!" Pingzi admitted generously. Some people had seen through Ni Fu's shortcomings before, but those people were exhausted while dodging, and finally revealed their flaws and were killed by him.

"Sorry, I don't need to capture your specific location, because what I do best is coverage attacks..."

Duke closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the stroke of the air, making his heart as dark as Huawei, making his moves as clear as light, and making his body as compatible with nature as shadows. The next moment, he suddenly broke away from his eyes, and the morning and morning moon was surrounded by the divine wind that cut everything away, and suddenly slashed down.

"The nameless god's romantic life - Qinglong!"

The blade cuts the air like the wind, accompanied by the cold light flashing by the new moon, and the more fierce wind stirs the earth, like a hurricane that destroys the world swept the sky and tear the boundless blue sky and white clouds.

A dragon roar that seemed to exist and was scattered, and the surging pressure fell from the sky, as if a sea was overturning. The sudden increase in weight made the two of Hirako and the other could not move. The warm sacred wind wrapped their bodies, but followed by cold pain and fear, which could not be avoided or stopped.

"The body can't move..." The black eyes under the mask were red, and Hirako burst out with unprecedented huge spiritual pressure. He raised his head and saw a dragon that only existed in mythological stories.

Deer antlers, fish scales, tiger palms, eagle claws, and snake bodies are auspicious gods, but they are clear-edged and sharp-toned, with sharp claws and murderous intentions. This is a ferocious beast, but it strangely makes people have noble and inviolable thoughts.

With four eyes facing each other, Pingzi's soul was bombarded by a heavy hammer, and a fine line was cracked in the mask, and dripping blood stains flowed down the hem of the mask.

If you can't avoid it, you can't dodge...you'll die!

The alarm bell in his heart burst out wildly. Hirako no longer feared whether Aizen was peeping nearby. The blurred spiritual pressure was completely released. The evil red and black spiritual pressure surged, surrounding him, like a torch rising into the sky, burning wildly.

The irritable spiritual pressure cut the kamikaze that was wrapped around his limbs, and Hirako turned into a scarlet black light and flashed around Aikawa Rawa and Tsukibashiro. The two of them were slightly inferior in strength and were struggling to resist.

"Wuluo, Loujuro, use the maximum power to flash!" Hirako raised her sword to slash the invisible kamikaze, releasing the struggling two people.

Three red and black flickers condensed in front of the masks of the three, forming a triangular formation side by side. The flicker as thick as a water tank soared into the sky and met with the falling dragon. Everything seemed long but only in a moment.

Boom————

After touching, a brief second of silence exploded, and the next second was a blast. The strong wind quickly passed by with a rush of withering and rotten momentum. The underground space with invisible end was shaking in the explosion, and it was not impossible to collapse immediately.

"What happened below?" The vibration reached the ground. Rishiri fell down in a panic. After getting up, he started to untire the snake and rushed down to help.

"Don't be impulsive, Hieri!" Yadomaru Risa shouted to the other party: "You have used up your time of blurring, and it will be useless if you go."

"Damn it!" Hieri held the Zanpakura tightly, and the Mask Legion lurked in the present world for many years. He endured humiliation and secretly wanted to avenge Aizen. He finally mastered the power of the emptiness. He thought he could kill all directions to avenge him, but a deputy captain emerged from somewhere, which cost them most of them.

The roller coaster-like psychological gap made Rishili very uncomfortable, and he also wavered in revenge while secretly hating.

Can we really defeat Aizen?

"Let me go!" Yadomaru Risa stood up, her broken arm was already attached, but her face was a little pale after losing too much blood.

"I am bluntly, it's better for you to wait here. If you believe Hirako, he won't lose." Akita Boxuan's forehead was soaked with sweat, and his clothes were as wet as if they were fished out of water. He supported two transparent barriers with both hands. The wounds of the two seriously injured in the barrier slowly healed, but the injuries of the two were too serious and there was no sign of awakening.

Akita Boxuan was a little worried. He was sure to heal the physical harm, but the two who were dying were almost disintegrating, and they didn't know if they could survive.

"I can only pray that their will is firm enough..."

Underground World!

As the explosion sounded, mountains and rivers shattered and wolf smoke rose up. After the strong wind swept, most of the underground world almost collapsed, and a large amount of soil disappeared in the explosion, leaving only a bottomless pit. The accumulated water surged out like a fountain, gradually submerging the pit and converging into a lake.

Pingzi and the other two were gasping violently in the air, their nerves tightly watching the thick smoke in front of them. After the emptiness, they were not only able to release the imaginary flash, but their bodies were developing towards imaginary development. Steel skin and super-speed regeneration were not as exaggerated as virtual, but they were far beyond the natural healing speed. Even so, in the hurricane caused by the explosion, their bodies were injured one after another, and the sharp divine wind wanted to cut the sky and the earth. Their bodies were not spared. Blood slashed across the blade along their arms and splashed to the ground.

"Did you kill it?" Tsukibashiro Yuro joked. The thick smoke blocked his vision, but he could still feel Duke's spiritual pressure. As a person who pursues aesthetics, he will remain elegant even when he is in the most embarrassing moments. This self-deprecating joke is also a kind of thing!

"It was not killed, but our spiritual pressure has completely overwhelmed him, so it would be no problem to kill him." Pingzi said coldly. In addition to the bone mask on his face, the three of them also had varying degrees of emptiness, half-human and half-human and gradually moved closer to emptiness.

"Even if we kill him, our condition will be very troublesome!" Aikawa Rawu frowned secretly when he heard Hirako's voice without any emotion.

The risk of death is very high. If one is not well controlled, it may completely become deaf. Now the three of them are wandering at an uncontrollable zero point, and they may be taken advantage of by the deaf in their bodies and become monsters that only know how to kill and devour.

If the enemy is not too difficult, Aichuan Luowu does not want to enter this state, and the uncontrollable power is too dangerous. The virtualization can allow them to break the limit of the god of death, but it can also make them die without a place to bury them.

In the smoke, a figure gradually became clear. Duke's forehead was bleeding from the smoke, and three holes as thick as thumbs on his chest penetrated through the back of the chest. His dry lips cracked and bloody mouthed, making him unable to help but stick out his tongue and lick it. The smell of blood was fishy and sweet, stimulating his excited nerves.

As the injuries healed, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and his boiling blood was accumulated in his chest, and he was eager to vent his anger. Just like Gengmu Jianba once commented: We are a kind of people, and we long to fight.

Duke's long-lost fighting spirit and passion boiled, and the manic fighting spirit surged in his body flowed into his blood vessels and poured into his mind along his heart. If Jian Ba ​​was there at this time, Duke would not hesitate to fight him, until one of the two fell, thereby venting the fighting spirit that filled every cell.

"Bankai? Jinsharo Dance Team!"

Fengqiaolou Juro silently used Bankai. He could see that Hirako was in a bad state and was too empty. He would be doomed after another step, so he was ready to resist the burden of the main attack. The Mask Legion could not be without him Fengqiaolou Juro, but he could not be without Hirako Mako...
Chapter completed!