I have a Zanpakutō

Zhang Han gritted his teeth and began to untie his Zanpakuto. At the same time, a mask had appeared on his face.The suddenly soaring spiritual pressure turned into a white beam of light, soaring into the sky, shattering the clouds in the sky.

The strength of the mysterious person in front of him has reached a level beyond his imagination. If he doesn't use his full strength, he may really be going to play a gameover!

"Bastard! Fuck me! Crescent cross!"

Zhang Han held two swords in both hands, and slashed angrily in front of him at the same time.

In an instant, a white crescent moon with a light blue edge, and a hidden transparent crescent moon cut towards the mysterious person in a cross shape.

Before the sword light was on his body, the cold wind was blowing the mysterious man's robe.Strangely, the mysterious man seemed to have no body, and it was pitch black under his robe, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

The mysterious man stretched out his right hand again, grasped the cross-shaped crescent that was coming sharply, and squeezed lightly...

"Fuck! This is okay?!"

The crescent cross punch in the state of Shijie and mask is absolutely comparable to the full-strength strike of a captain-level master. Such a powerful slash still cannot escape the hand of the mysterious man who is understating it!

"How did this happen? Why did this happen?"

Zhang Han's face was gloomy, and his hands were lowered by his sides, as if all his fighting spirit had been crushed by the mysterious man's hand!

"I'll tell you why!"

The deep and hoarse voice came to my ears again, "Because you are not strong enough!"

"It's a pity. I always thought that Mr. Zhang Han could exist as my opponent. It's really disappointing!"

The mysterious man slowly raised his hands and pulled off the hood on his head, revealing a face that horrified Zhang Han... Lan Ran!

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Chapter 185, doubts

"Aizen! How could it be...you?!"

Zhang Han's eyes widened, and he looked at Aizen Soyousuke in disbelief, in a daze, even his thinking stopped.

Why?Why did Aizen appear here?Appeared in the plane of the god of death, which should not appear at all?

No one can answer Zhang Han's doubts.

In the past, Zhang Han always believed that as long as he kept crossing planes, kept practicing, and kept challenging the strong... he would have the strength to defeat Aizen.

Traveling between different planes is Zhang Han's biggest hole card, and it is also his reliance on revenge.

Now, the appearance of Aizen has shattered all of this, and the wish once again became out of reach, and the unremitting exercise I have been doing for more than ten years seems to be meaningless...

"Why can't it be me?" With a gentle smile on Lan Ran's face, it was as refreshing as in the past, "You know, after Zhang Hanjun traveled through space, it took me more than ten years to finally analyze it. The mystery of space!"

"After that, mysterious and colorful worlds appeared in front of me one after another. And all of this is thanks to Zhang Hanjun's guidance!"

"I see!"

Zhang Han lowered his head in despair, drooping in front of his chest, the belief he had always insisted on gradually began to collapse...

"As a page in my experimental data, I have to sigh that although Zhang Hanjun is still weak, he already has the conditions to challenge me."

Lan Ran ignored Zhang Han's expression, and said to himself, "Well, maybe, I should give you another chance, a chance to challenge me!"

Zhang Han suddenly raised his head, the anger and hatred in his eyes seemed substantial, "Since I am inferior to others, you can kill me if you want, don't show such a hypocritical expression! Disgusting!"

Lan Ran's eyes lit up suddenly, and he said with great interest, "Yes, it should be this kind of expression... This kind of hatred, the resentment that goes deep into the bone marrow."

"With this kind of resentment, you are surviving like an ant. Struggling hard, live on! Wait until you have the strength to defeat me, and then come to me!"

"Why? If you kill me now, shouldn't it be easier?"

"Just for a fun experiment!"

Lan Ran walked up to Zhang Han step by step, stared into his eyes, and said unhurriedly, "I just want to know what kind of strength such resentment can make you explode."

"Of course, I accept your eyes, as a lesson for your laziness!"

Hearing Lan Ran's words, Zhang Han suddenly noticed that there was a glimmer of light on the other party's glasses, and then he lost consciousness and fell limply on the ground.

"Oh! I'm playing off...!"

Originally, I just wanted to use illusion to stimulate Zhang Han and give him some motivation.Unexpectedly, the opponent's spiritual pressure was so weak that he passed out simply and neatly...

The man in black turned his head in embarrassment, and shouted to several people in the distance, "Come here!"

Several young people walked over from the distant woods and stood beside him respectfully, waiting for the order.

The strange thing is that these people's spirit pressure is low, as if they have never practiced.

"let's start!"

Following the orders of the man in black, several people moved again...

The face and body of the man in black changed for a while. If Zhang Han is still conscious at this moment, he will find that the mysterious man in front of him is not Aizen at all!but...

Unfortunately, he has fallen into a deep coma.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Han suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.

The surrounding area was calm and the only sound was the rustling of the leaves being blown by the wind.Xiao Ji has already untied her starting state, and has changed back to the myriad phenomena, the mask on her face has long since disappeared without a trace.

what happened?

Zhang Han clutched his head, feeling a little pain in the brain, as if someone had hit him with a sap.

"That's right! Aizen...and, my eyes!"

Zhang Han suddenly reacted, and touched his eyes with both hands.Surprisingly, both eyes were intact, as if nothing had happened.

Uneasy Zhang Han used the water element to condense a mirror, took a look at it, and his eyes were exactly the same as before.

"Writing round eyes, open!"

Zhang Han's pupils turned blood red, and the white pupils were surrounded by two black circles, on which six jades appeared, the inner circle of jades was white, and the outer circle of jades was black.

"What's going on? The eyes are fine, nothing has changed!"

Zhang Han called up his own attribute interface, but there was also no change.

It's like, what happened just now is like having a nightmare. No matter how real the scene in the dream is, it can't affect the self in reality.

"Impossible! With my strength, how could I have a nightmare? If I say it, I won't be laughed to death? What's more, the purpose of my coming here is to prepare to travel to the next plane. How could I pass out for no reason? "