The Blood Blade, as the name suggests, is a Zanpakura formed by the blood power obtained by Mo Wen in various worlds. Therefore, this Zanpakura cannot be used to directly kill enemies when it is initially resolved. Its function is to strengthen Mo Wen's own body and spiritual pressure, and to give Mo Wen some characteristics of the creatures containing bloodlines in his body.

In the surprised gaze of Ichimaru Gin, the blood blade automatically dissolved into a ball of liquid when it penetrated into Mo Wen's body, and then drilled into Mo Wen's chest and disappeared without a trace. After a while, Mo Wen's whole body began to change drastically. His originally above 1.8 meters tall grew rapidly, but soon he became three meters tall. He had dense blue-black scales on his body and face, and his short orange hair turned into long silver hair like a waterfall. His whole body looked both burly and charming.

Feeling the increased spiritual pressure again, Ichimaru Gin looked at the monster that appeared in front of him with a wry smile, "It seems like it's so troublesome now. Captain Aizen, you really found a good job for me!"

Ignoring Ichimaru Gin's somewhat complicated mind, Mo Wen stomped his feet on the ground. With a bang, a deep pit immediately appeared on the entire ground. He grabbed the flying Zhanyue, and Mo Wen rushed straight towards Ichimaru Gin.

"The God Killing Gun, No Step Blade!"

Ichimaru Gin used his usual trick again, and the magic gun shot at Mo Wen like a heavy rain, but the next moment his pupils shrank, and his eyes, which were already narrowing only a slit, looked even smaller.

Mo Wen didn't care about it this time and pierced his head into the rain of gunfire.

The ground exploded. Mars flew everywhere, and the huge roar was deafening. Don't hear that it kept moving forward in the rain of guns.

The body of the heroic spirit, the scales of the dragon, the most important thing is the virtual hard skin. Combining several, Mo Wen's defense at this moment can already attack the magic gun. Unlike the previous use of clever power to remove the power of the magic kill gun, this time he almost rushed forward head-on.

Tiger's mouth began to bleed due to the reaction force of the God Killing Gun. Ichimaru Gin could hardly believe his eyes. How could there be such a monster in this world? Since he was not thorned into pieces by the magic gun, he rushed over. What kind of defense is this! In the silver-white gun rain, the figure that was constantly advancing with endless streams of light brought him unprecedented shock. Unlike Aizen's wisdom and strength, Mo Wen's madness now made him even more palpitations.

"Go to die!"

Just when Ichimaru Gin was a little stunned, Mo Wen had already rushed to the front of him.

He raised his arms high. Mo Wen waved his sword and slashed him down with one knife.

The earth was shattered, and the black shock wave suddenly tore up the endless gun rain, knocking out the entire Ichimaru Gin, who was close to him. The latter directly hit the wall of a tall building in Jingling Courtyard and fell deeply into it.

After succeeding with one blow, Mo Wen took a breath and stroked his chest with his hand, where he suffered the most attacks from the Divine Killing Gun. The scales were a little damaged, but after Mo Wen touched them, the scales recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Do you want to kill him?"

Looking at Ichimaru Gin who had fainted in the wall, Mo Wen suddenly turned his head and asked the black cat who was with him.

After entering the Jingling Court, the black cat stood on a small building, watching the battle between Mo Jun and Ichimaru Gin in a cold eyes. At this time, it seemed that he had not yet come back from the savage scene of Mo Jun just now. It was not until Mo Jun repeated it again that he meowed and said in a playful voice that sounded a little, "No need, Xiao, uh, Ichigo, we have no evidence to prove that the captain of the Third Team is colluding with Aizen, and our battle with the Soul Realm has started. If one captain is killed now, the situation will be out of control."

"We came this time to save Rukia, and the other is to let Aizen reveal her flaws. It's better not to touch Ichimaru Gin now!"

Listening to Ye Yi's words, Mo Wen shrugged, grabbed Zhan Yue, but walked towards the depths of Jingling Court.

And shortly after he disappeared, a man wearing glasses appeared. Looking at Ichimaru Gin embedded on the wall, the man smiled, "It's really awkward, Gin!"

His eyes opened slightly and he looked at the visitor. Ichimaru Gin smiled bitterly, "Captain Aizen, what kind of monster you chose this time? I think he is more warrior than that crazy man Kenba! Forget it, Captain Aizen, please put me down first. It feels really not good to stay in such a place!"

"No hurry!" The man wearing glasses pushed his glasses and slowly held his Zanpakura with his hand. "I thought of a good plan, and I still need Yin to cooperate."

The next moment, blood splattered everywhere.

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Five minutes later, when the Eighth Team members who were responsible for detecting intelligence arrived, they saw the battlefield that was cut to pieces and the body of the Third Team leader Ishimaru Yin, who was stabbed upstairs by a long sword.

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Deep in the Jingling Court, an astonishing spiritual pressure rushed into the sky from the captain's place. The extremely hot spiritual pressure made the temperature of half of the Jingling Court rise, and then a loud voice spread throughout every corner.

"The commander of the commander, the superior officer, including the adjutant, must carry the Zanpakura at any time in the court, and allow you to be completely liberated during the battle!"

Then the voice was silent for a moment, and continued: "The captain of the Third Team Ichimarugin died on duty. Everyone, be prepared for a full-scale war!"

"Ah, something big is not good. It seems that we were being humiliated, Ye Yi!" Somewhere in Jinglingting, Mo Wen was slightly stunned and then exaggeratedly said to the black cat crawling on his shoulder. Although he said something big is not good, he had no anxiety in his eyes.

On the contrary, the cat crawling on his shoulder frowned in humanity and muttered secretly: "Is it because Kisuke and I wrongly guessed that Ichimaru Gin and Aizen are not in the same group? Or is there something wrong? Is the one who died really Ichimaru Gin? But it was obvious at the beginning..."

Seeing that her whole cat was in a state of confusion, Mo Wen stopped saying anything, but closed his eyes and felt the spiritual pressure around him.

"Well, the captain-level spiritual pressure that was currently walking in Jingling Court almost stopped. Was it affected by the news just now? A outrageous spiritual pressure on the west side, the temperature should be that captain, so naked, is he trying to lead me over? A looming device should be blocking it. It is probably Nikori of the 12th Team. Almost all the remaining few are at least two people staying together. Hey, no, there is another moving quickly, the direction is - here?"

When his eyes opened, Mo Wen grinned, "That beast really doesn't have a memory, and just rushed over again? Well, I'd better solve him, but before that, it seems that I should solve these miscellaneous fish first?"

His eyes swept at the trembling gods in front of him who could hardly hold the Zanpakura. Mo Wen tilted his head and asked curiously: "Why didn't you cut it over? Aren't you still quite brave just now?"

When he was staring at him, the five or six death gods shook and their faces retreated in panic.

Seeing that the other party had lost his fighting spirit, Mo Wen shrugged boredly and walked over to the few people.

Mu Jianba is about to arrive, and he needs to distance himself. Otherwise, if he is not careful, the spiritual pressure of the two fighting may attract more captains. Although Mo Wen feels that he is already a rare rival in the world of Death, it does not mean that he wants to be beaten by those captains.

However, I don’t know if it was stimulated by Mo Wen’s indifferent expression or if there was still a sense of honor in my heart. But when Mo Wen walked past those gods of death, a god of death screamed and pulled out the Zanpakura and slashed at Mo Wen’s back.

But before the blade could hit Mo Wen's body, frost began to form. Before the death could react, the biting cold air frostled him into an ice sculpture in the air.

Bang!

The ice sculpture of the god of death fell to the ground and made a light sound. The sound was not loud, but the remaining gods of death hugged each other tightly like a little girl who heard the thunder, trembling.

Without stopping at all, Mo Wen continued to walk forward without looking back.

On the road he walked, there were hundreds of ice sculptures of various gods of death. Among the ice sculptures, the gods of death still retained the previous panic and twisted expressions, lifelike. Thanks to his help, a faint cold air filled the entire street, forming a sharp contrast with the flaming spiritual pressure not far away, as if silently mocking the powerlessness of the flames.

Dark Paladin Level 4 Attack Halo - Holy Frozen.

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In the mysterious underground space of Urahara shop, a woman with long brown and yellow hair and full breeze bowed to Urahara and said, "Mr. Urahara, please let me go to the Soul Realm together!"

Urahara shook her head with a wry smile, "Koorihime, it's not that I don't want to help you, but if I dare to send it to the Soul Realm, Koicou will have to kill me when he comes back. Now I can't guarantee that I can beat him. I don't dare to take this risk!"

He bit his mouth slightly, and Orihime looked at Urahara pitifully, "But Mr. Urahara, I have the strength now and can help Ichigo. Look at my Shield Shun Rikka!"

On Orihime's head, pairs of light blue hairpins with six petals turned into elves of different styles under her command, hovering around her, looking full of aura.

Urahara was a little moved, but finally shook her head, "No, Orihime, it's too dangerous for you to go there alone!"

"What about me?"

A figure slid down the top of the space, wearing a glove on one hand, and something similar to a cross hung on it, Ishida Yulong asked lightly. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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