"The God of Ignorance, Bai Yihu!"

The tiger gathered with divine wind exuded a sharp and fierce aura, and pounced on the other side with its bright eyes and domineering aura that looked down on everything. It seemed that as long as its roar, all living beings would bow their heads and tremble on the ground.

The black hair of Maozhihualiu was blowing backwards. Facing the colorful giant beast, he resolutely raised the Zanpakura and went up to meet it. The sword and the minions collided with each other, making a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing. Her exquisite swordsmanship showed off her power again, and she flipped her wrists, one swayed, and one swayed, and then overturned the white beast that was hugely different from her body. Bai Yihu sighed, as if he was unwilling to accept it, and was guided by the tip of her sword to hit a hill not far away.

boom------

The rocks were shattered, the smoke was rolled up, and after the strong wind swept, half of the mountain collapsed and disappeared. Mao Zhihua Lie stood in front of the mountain, and his petite body was in a strong contrast with the distant mountains.

"It is not bad at all, and I can see through and take the moves perfectly... without any mistakes... This is the first time I have encountered it!" Duke looked at the gentle and elegant Mao Zhiliu not far away, and was incredible. He was obviously embarrassed under the Dugu Nine Swords, but he easily defeated the mystery of the Wuming God Fengliu. This woman is definitely not as simple as the captain of the medical team on the surface.

"Most of the battles of the God of Death are a competition of abilities and spiritual pressure. Although their moves are different, they are all used to attack and use the spiritual pressure or ability that is above the opponent to conduct a series of attacks or defenses." As if seeing through Duke's doubts, Hua Lie of Mao chuckled and explained: "The opponents you have encountered before are like this! You can easily defeat them by relying solely on spiritual pressure and sword moves..."

"As a swordsman, you should know that swordsmanship does not just refer to the strength of each knife, or the speed of a momentary step... but the skillful use of one's own abilities, the judgment of the situation, the strong psychological quality, the means to achieve the goal with the help of external forces, etc. are all part of the strength. Of course, this also contains the so-called luck." Maozhihua Lie continued.

"In addition to having strong power, a true swordsman needs to have the wisdom to be good at judgment and thinking, so that both internal and external cultivation can make the definition of strength complete." Mao Zhihua Lie said earnestly. Through the study of swordsmanship, she abandoned the simple fighting methods of the past, learned to use wisdom in battle, and applied this wisdom to judge and think about things, making her thinking more mature and perfect.

From her experience and perspective, Duke seems to have a brilliant swordsmanship and is very gorgeous, but like Gengmu Jianba, they are both reckless. In addition to using power to suppress people, real swordsmanship should be more proficient in using their brains to fight, rather than just chopping them.

"What you said makes sense..." Duke agreed and then retorted: "But what you said is your understanding of kendo. In my opinion, a qualified swordsman should only use one sword to defeat the opponent... If it doesn't work, then two swords."

"In the face of absolute strength, your so-called wisdom cannot make a comeback, it is just a laughing stock. My wisdom will not be considered so much, but will only be used to increase the power of the sword move."

"But you didn't do what you said!" Kaori Mao seemed to be mocking Duke, pointing to the mountain behind him that was broken by the waist. Duke did not do what he said, and solved her with one sword.

"I haven't done it because I still have room for growth. One day I will become a swordsman who only shoots one sword! And you... your swordsman seems rational, but in fact he is conservative, full of lack of confidence in his own strength. If you can't break your own swordsmanship, you are at this level." Duke said coldly, "Does are different and they don't plan for each other. The two swordsmanship are different, so it's useless to say more.

Mao Zhihua Lie was silent for a moment, his eyes flashed with a splendor, and finally he said in a deep voice: "Since we can't convince each other, then use the sword in our hands to verify it!"

"It should have been like this!" Duket's sword made a strange posture, and the air instantly became hot, and sparks condensed on his Zanpakura, and the momentum became bigger and bigger, turning into a vortex of flames.

"The God of Ignorance, Suzaku!"

The scripture says that the star bird is the bird called the Vermillion Bird, the residence in the south!

The unyielding firebird flapped its wings and rolled up, wrapped in endless golden and red flames, turned into a hundred-meter giant beast, holy and impure, turning into a long and storm of flames, burning the fierce spiritual pressure of the flowers of Mao, and sucking down the sharp bird beak fiercely!

The red and golden giant beak was nailed to the blade of the Zanpakura of Mao Zhihualie. In order to verify his own sword skills, Mao Zhihualie devoted all his knowledge to integrate hundreds of sword techniques in an instant. With skillful force, he swung out a brilliant sword light and cut the Vermilion Bird across and divided it into two.

"It seems that my sword is better than that..." Kazuya Yuuchi was about to continue speaking, but suddenly he found that the sparks burned more and more fiercely on the Zanpaku sword that was cut open, and soon ignited huge flames. In the overwhelming fire, the immortal Suzaku was reborn in the fire and spread his wings and soared again.

"What?" Mao Zhihua Lie jumped back from a distance, avoiding the scorching claws, and hurriedly raised his knife to resist. The blade pressed against the sharp bird's beak of the Suzaku. Under the scorching heat waves, the spiritual pressure was like spring snow under the fierce sun, which was quickly melted.

"Feel the vitality of the Immortal Bird!"

The Vermilion Bird was shattered again and again, and was born in Nirvana in the flames. However, after a few rounds, the Flower Lie of Mao was exhausted, and the remaining spiritual pressure was burned by the Vermilion Bird, and it was about to die.

"Bankai·all of them!"

Spiritual Pressure! The thick spiritual Pressure flowed down from the Zanpakura, the flower of Mao, like blood. One drop, two drops... Then it was like a sea of ​​rivers gathering to subdue the immortal birds. The Blood River fell on the ground like a waterfall, rushing to all directions, and soon drowning the sand in sight into a sea of ​​blood.

"It's so dangerous, almost no bones exist!" Kamiyaki Uraoi stood in the middle of the blood pool with the Zanpakura, which was still dripping blood. It was like an iceberg snow lotus in the sea of ​​learning, with a very impactful picture, which made her feel strange and evil and ominous beauty.

"What is this?" Duke's ankle was not in the blood, and the bright red blood seemed to have just flowed out of his body, with a hint of warmth. Feeling the shadow of death, Duke decisively began to resolve his synodic moon.

"There is the end of my fun." Mao Zhihualie brushed the Zanpakura with one hand, pulled out a long blood line, stepped on the blood pool, jumped up in the wind, and slashed down with one knife.

Although I still don’t know the ability of the Boss Hualie Bankai, I have the ability to commit a foul on the New Moon. Duke is afraid of any challenge and takes a knife to fight with the Boss Hualie.

Dugu Nine Swords! Flying the Sky to Control the Sword! Two sword techniques that pursue exceeding the limit speed change back and forth in his hands. No moves are better than moves, and seeing through the opponent's swordsmanship gives people a sense of powerlessness of being foresighted. Mao Zhihua Lie tried to fight quickly, but hit Duke's thoughts. In the high-speed duel, he had a lot of flaws and quickly retreated to the back with injuries.

"It's a sword technique that cannot be underestimated..." Kaori Urachi stood in the middle of the blood pool. Under Duke's shocked gaze, all the deep or shallow wounds all around him recovered. The broken dead body suit became brand new, and the spiritual pressure that caused the severe fluctuations caused by the injury also calmed down, and the spirit returned to its peak in an instant.

"The Bankai's ability..." Duke was stunned. He never expected that the other party's ability after Bankai was similar to his new moon.

"If I can heal my injuries, then I will never die in the battle." Blood flowers continued to emerge in the Zanpakura in my hand, and Kaori Kaori said quietly: "And you will melt in this sea of ​​blood!"

"What?" The violent pain spread from his feet. Duke looked down and couldn't help but be shocked. At some point, the bloody tendons and veins of his feet turned into blood, leaving only the white bones. Then, his arms, torso, face, and all the flesh and blood were melting.

"Give up, you have no chance of winning! I don't want to kill you, after all, you are my deputy captain..."

Victory was right in front of me, and Mao Zhihuali's murderous intent also calmed down, but before he could finish his words, Duke grimaced at her, and then spread to the point where his whole body was ulcerated. Like a video replay, flesh and blood grew, followed by tendons, skin, and hair. In just three seconds, Duke recovered again.

"I'm so sorry, Captain Maozhihua! The ability of the deputy captain Zanpakura is similar to that of you! They are the kind that won't die in battle." After recovering from the beginning, Duke felt that his spiritual pressure had increased slightly. He looked at the blood pool under his feet in confusion, which was strange! The ability of Maozhihualiu Bankai is definitely not just as simple as she said. The reorganization and melting flesh will not make the spiritual pressure stronger.

"..." Umatsu Hualie looked at Duke silently, Bankai seemed to be restrained... This was embarrassing!

"Haha! Sorry, sorry! I didn't know it would be such a coincidence!" Duke looked like he deserved a beating, and he was still behaved when he got the advantage.

"Your Zanpakura..." Kaori Uroo stared at the two-meter-long New Moon in Duke's hand and fell into deep thought.

"The ability of the Chung-Yongyue is to restore my own injuries. As long as I have a breath, I will not die. Moreover, besides me, she can also recover other people's injuries. It is very suitable for the fourth team to save lives and heal the wounds, right?" Seeing that Kasumi Kasumi looked over, Duke stretched out the Chung-Yongyue in his hand and said proudly.

"Is it just recovering from the injury? You seem to have missed something and said nothing?" Kaori Urachi shook his head, mocking Duke for being honest, and was still hiding at this time.

"What does it mean?" Duke's proud face instantly calmed down and he said seriously. Treating the injury was just a lie to deceive people on the surface. He had never mentioned the true ability of the New Moon to the moon, but he did not expect that he would see through Mao Zhihualie at a glance.
Chapter completed!