I have a Zanpakutō

Unlike Zhang Han's depression, Saraki Kenpachi laughed wildly, with an extremely excited expression on his face

Before Saraki Kenpachi could make another move, the commander-in-chief Shigekuni Yamamoto appeared between the two of them. He stopped the crutch in his hand and said in a low voice, "Enough! This farce should be over!"

"Cut! No fun!" Seeing the captain appearing in a blink of an eye, Saraki Kenpachi grumbled, put the sword back into its sheath, and left in a cool manner.

"Yo, is this preparing for a wheel battle?"

Seeing that Shigekuni Yamamoto crushed the crutch, revealing the Zanpakuto hidden inside, Zhang Han narrowed his eyes with a very solemn expression!However, there was a sudden heat in my heart.

Zanpakuto, the strongest and oldest heat-type Zanpakuto in the soul world, flows like fire!When it was first unraveled, it was like the surface of the sun, with a temperature as high as 6000 degrees. The remnant fire sword of the swastika has a core of the sun, 5000 million degrees!

The word "strongest" is definitely not blown out!

Shigekuni Yamamoto shook his shoulders, and Captain Haori floated to the ground.

boom!

While drawing the knife out of its sheath, the clothes on the upper body exploded, revealing the scarred but rock-solid muscles. You can feel it at a glance. The old-looking body definitely contains the terrifying power of an explosion!

Fiery flames floated around, burning blazingly, and the ground frozen by solid ice melted one after another, making a hissing sound.In an instant, the water vapor in the field was continuously evaporated, forming a dense fog.

Not long after, under the higher and higher temperature, the thick fog that had just formed was evaporated completely again.

"There are all kinds of things, they are all ashes, and the blades are like fire!"

Shigekuni Yamamoto's deep words came from his ear, and the corners of Zhang Han's eyes twitched.Lao Tzu’s Zanpakutao is called Sen Luo Wan Xiang, so why don’t you give me one that turns everything into ashes?Can we still have fun together?

Flowing Blade Ruohuo, Zanpakuto of Ghost Dao, analyzing... (9 years)

With his own Reiatsu that is infinitely close to the captain level, it will take nine years. It is conceivable how terrifying the strength of the chief captain Shigekuni Yamamoto is.

During this period of time, Zhang Han's spiritual pressure has soared to [-], and the analysis time of Jinghua Shuiyue has been shortened to seven years. Comparing the two, the captain is still a bit more fierce.

358章，刀断

Before Shigekuni Yamamoto could make a move, the scorching high temperature hit his face. If it wasn't for the protection of the body by Reiatsu, the water molecules in the body would be evaporated by the high temperature on the surface of the sun in a few seconds, and the body would be roasted to dryness.

The ice wheel pill in his hand trembled slightly, flickering with light blue light from time to time, obviously he was extremely disgusted with Liu Ren Ruo Huo, which was completely opposite to his own attributes.

Zhang Han looked dignified, holding the Binglun Wan tightly with both hands. Suddenly, the clothes on his upper body exploded, and the power of ghosts burst out from his body, turning into dozens of light blue thunder lights, condensing on his arms and shoulders superior.

Lei Shun coaxed!

The Thunder God mode has not been completed yet, Zhang Han can't use the full version of Lei Shunhong, the improvement of combat power is limited, but it is better than nothing.

"Nani? Impossible!"

In the distance, Broken Bee stared at Zhang Han who stood vacantly in the flames.To be more precise, looking at the thunder and lightning wrapped around Zhang Han's shoulders and arms, he muttered to himself,

"This combination of Ghost Dao and Bai Da should be my original creation. Why can he use it? How is this possible?"

All Zhang Han's attention was on Shigekuni Yamamoto, and he didn't hear Suifeng's whispers.Of course, even if you hear it, you won't care.

Broken Bee can't even pronounce the name of this move, how dare he say it's original?Let's wait until the night for training...

"In my flowing blade, do you still have the courage to swing a knife? It's already very good, kid!" Yamamoto Shigekuni showed a little admiration, the spiritual pressure surged, the surrounding fire became even more intense, and the temperature became higher and higher. It went higher and higher, as if it was going to burn the entire Third Division into ashes!

Combining the violent momentum with the terrifying high temperature, Shigekuni Yamamoto standing in the sea of ​​flames is like the flame giant that destroyed Asgard, no, maybe even more terrifying than the flame giant!

With such a frightening aura, Zhang Han's body was locked by the opponent's spiritual pressure. Zhang Han's face was extremely dignified. The spiritual pressure was surging, and a trace of fiery red suddenly appeared in the light blue cold current wrapped around the knife.

"Stroking!"

On the opposite side, Yamamoto Shigekuni squinted his eyes, his figure flashed, and the blade of the sword was like lightning, and he slashed down quickly!

Facing the swift slashing attack, Zhang Han didn't dare to hold back at all, holding the ice wheel pill tightly with both hands, and slashed out in front of him.

"Dance of hell, crescent sky rush!"

The first half of the blade was strongly compressed by the spiritual pressure, and it was almost condensed into a solid ice crescent mixed with traces of fiery red hellfire, which turned into a high-speed rotating light wheel and shot out.

The fire of hell is aimed at the energy of the soul. It looks like a flame on the surface, but it has no temperature at all.If ordinary people get close to it, they will feel palpitations and chills from the depths of their souls.

Therefore, the fire of hell and the power of ice are superimposed, and there is basically no conflict between the two.

Zi, Zi...

To Zhang Han's horror, the high-density Lingzi Slash, which combined the power of hellfire and ice, was split in two by the opponent's sword, and exploded into balls of crushed ice!

How strong should the strongest person in the Reaper world be? !

In a ten-thousandth of a second, Zhang Han didn't have time to think about the countermeasures, but he instinctively raised the ice wheel and blocked it in front of his chest.

The sword pressure from the sharp cut bombarded Zhang Han's body in an instant. Zhang Han's face froze, his eyes widened with anger, and countless bloodshots appeared on it.

boom!boom!

The former sound was the sound of Hirinmaru being cut off, and the latter sound was the sound of the mask breaking!

Zhang Han stood quietly on the spot, his body stiffened like a statue.The pupils of a pair of sharing sharing eyes were constricted, full of disbelief, staring at the half blade that fell to the ground, speechless for a long time!

Pfft!

From the left shoulder to the right abdomen, a wound that was deep enough to reach the bone burst out, and blood spurted wildly.

However, Zhang Han didn't pay attention to the injuries on his body at all, he just kept staring at the severed Zanpakuto, his face was dull, ashamed!

broken!It broke!

Everything is not a standard blow issued by the academy, but an incarnation of the inner world, representing a growing plane, but it was cut off by the opponent's blow!

Even Odin has never done such a thing!

boom!

Zhang Han suddenly half-kneeled on the ground, and his knee smashed a shallow hole in the hard bluestone floor.The ice wheel pill in his hand could no longer maintain the swastika, and the half blade and the blade that fell on the ground turned back to the dark red color it used to be.

In the arena, all the captain-level gods of death who were onlookers also held their breaths, unable to bear it.

Jingle Chunshui's eyes widened as if he hadn't woken up, raised his hand to support the brim of his hat, and said in a low voice, "Oh, the old man is really, he ruined his swastika with one strike."

"It's a bit heavy!" Fuzhu responded.

Zanpakuto's swastika is different from Shijie. If Shijie is damaged, it can be repaired by warming it with soul power for a period of time.However, if the swastika is destroyed, it is really broken!

Zhang Han stared at the broken blade in despair, clenched his fists tightly, his nails dug into the flesh, and bright red blood spread out along the cracks between his fingers.

Pain, heartache!Hate, who should I hate?