Jibril's Supernatural Journey

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Chapter 74 The Battle with Kenpachi Saragi

"Scythe? It doesn't match the information."

Zeraki Kenpachi opened his mouth unexpectedly, but compared to something as technical as a whip sword, the combat nature of a direct attack was more in line with his appetite.

"who cares!"

All he wanted was a good fight.

Even if the next moment is your own death!

Pure Brutalism, enjoying battle and blood, a warrior born purely for battle.

"Yeah, so lucky!!"

Jibril licked the corner of her mouth, and the corner of her upturned mouth revealed an excited smile.

Her eyes also became pure, she was born to fight, and died to fight, this guy may be purer than ordinary Flügel! !

A rare good prey! !

Jibril suddenly charged, and instantly swung the sickle blade with a dark and heavy killing intent, making a sound of steel symphony.

If Zanpakutō instinctively placed Zanpakutō in front of him and formed a heavy defense with Reiki, this blow would probably split him in two!

"This spiritual pressure!!"

Zaraki Kenpachi was thrown far away in an instant, and with a roar, a pothole appeared on the ground.

When he stood up again, there was a small wound on his body.

"I wait for the Flügel to live and die for war. Feed on war, despair, and abomination, symbolizing destruction and destruction!"

Jibril murmured to herself, a terrifying black spiritual pressure spread all over her body, and eight continuous flowing spiritual powers continued inside, and it turned into a dark destruction the moment she left her body.

The power of the Flügel has the concept of destruction and destruction, and has the essence of superior power. Even if they are both Gods, they also have the combat power brought by racial bonuses.

"It's really fun!"

The corners of Zengmu Jianba's mouth rose, and the arc gradually became larger, becoming terrifying, and the breath on his body became more solid as the spiritual pressure was withdrawn.

Unable to bear the trembling body any longer, Zaragi Kenpachi charged up with his sword.

Boom!

Compared with kendo, the battle between the two is a purely violent battle, with beast-like aesthetics and violent aesthetics. Even watching it will give people a feeling of blood boiling.

He swung the sickle in an instant, and after Zaraki Kenpachi dodged the deadly attack, he swung it down at Jibril with a brave smile.

Jiang! !

The sound of steel colliding, Zenggi Kenpachi does not have a fixed trajectory for each strike. He does not know swordsmanship or routines. He only knows how to give everything to his body and his instinct to fight.

Just like beasts, fight and kill with this.

It can be said that if the instinct is used to the extreme, it will not be weaker than the fixed thing of swordsmanship. After all, it is just killing people, after all, it is just fighting. No matter what method is used, the same goal is achieved.

Swinging from top to bottom, a powerful force suddenly penetrated his body, and Kenpachi's seemingly extremely oppressive body sank, the ground under his feet cracked, the cracks became larger, and there was a clicking sound.

"Amazingly powerful, you guy!!"

Zaraki Kenpachi roared, and then pushed Jibril's scythe away.

Even so, Jibril had an extra scar on her body, and the blood stained her clothes, but she was used to getting hurt, but she didn't care at all.

"Jibril."

"Zeraki Kenpachi!"

The two looked at each other, said their names, then grinned, and started fighting even more fiercely and frantically.

The aftermath of the battle was frantically destroying everything around it. Houses kept collapsing, pillars shattered, and the dark Reiatsu and the golden Reiatsu competed against each other. There seemed to be two different positions colliding in the air. sound.

Moving at will, walking at will, neither Jibril nor Kenpachi Zengaki have practiced fixed things such as swordsmanship, but rely on instinct to fight.

Even this instinctive battle has been turned into experience, and its combat ability is already at the level of God's Domain! !

Every time he swings the sickle, a storm is set off, dividing everything in front of him in two.

The collision of absolute power reveals the beauty of violence.

Waving the sickle in his hand, fighting with Kenpachi Zaragi, his body is tense, his blood is hot, and he is always threatened with death. This feeling is really great!

At some point, the two of them were covered in blood, Jibril's and Zaraki Kenpachi's.

Fighting, fighting constantly, enjoying the thrill of killing each other, and enjoying the thrill of being on the verge of death and reaching the limit.

Suddenly, Jibril's eyes became bright, and a dark light flashed by.

Pfft! !

With an oversight, a huge amount of blood burst out from the body of Zengmu Jianpachi, and the blood rising into the sky made Zengmu Jianpachi a little absent-minded.

Consciousness seemed to disappear in an instant, and once again I recalled that feeling, that feeling, that instinct during the battle was even heavier.

At the same time, although weak, his spiritual pressure is stronger!

Not only Reiatsu, fighting instinct, consciousness, etc., are all a level faster! !

Following Zeraki Kenpachi's counterattack, Jibril also had a wound in her abdomen, almost penetrating her entire body, and blood was continuously flowing on the ground, but no one paid any attention.

This level of wound has long been used to, and it is not even enough to make her frown, but the smile on her face is even more violent.

With the surging of the spiritual power veins running through the whole body, the blood quickly stopped, and at the same time the spiritual power at the heart of the dead door accelerated the flow, and after pouring into the heart, new blood was created.

Plop, plop.

The sound of the heartbeat resounded throughout the body, and the blood seemed to be completely integrated with the spiritual power. The majestic spiritual power completely blended with the body and circulated in the body, bringing Jibril a long-lost sense of comfort.

This is also the advantage of cultivating the spiritual center, sublimating the life form, just like the body of the zero team and the ordinary death god, its structure is different from the life form.

Zeraki Kenpachi's body is also different. Generally, it can cause serious injuries, and even the near-death injury can't make him move at all.

And the speed of recovery from injury is also extremely strong, including hematopoietic ability.

Jibril smiled, blood dripping all over her body and a smile on her face. That excited and joyful smile seemed to be alluring as if the corners of her mouth were reflecting light.

The blood made her more attractive, like a poppy, revealing a dark beauty.

The black spiritual pressure spreads all over the sickle, spreads, then condenses, compresses, and turns into a black light.

With a sudden fling, Jibril threw out the circular black airflow, and it swirled, cutting the airflow in a circle like a sharp blade, and a total of three attacks came to Zaraki Kenpachi.

puff puff

It was difficult to dodge such a swift attack, but as long as the Reiatsu was covered on the surface of the body, it would be able to obtain a defense like a steel skin.

Even so, there were a few more wounds on the body, but the bleeding was quickly stopped, and the monster-like recovery ability and continuous fighting ability.

"Humph!"

The corners of Jibril's mouth rose, and the black Reiatsu solidified again, compressed and compressed, and then formed the concept of destruction.

This blow will destroy all enemies in front of him, and nothing can stop it, even the killing stone will be divided into two, which belongs to the power of destruction of the Flügel.

"Speaking of which, the old man seems to have said that holding a sword with both hands can exert more power."

A strong crisis enveloped him, and Kenpachi Zaraki seemed to recall what the old man Yamamoto said.

The commander-in-chief, Yamamoto Yuanyuzhai Shigekuni, taught him kendo for a day.

However, not to make Kenpachi Zanaki stronger, but to limit him from being too powerful!

Sure enough, he saw despair prematurely. It was the pinnacle of kendo that he could never reach. The horror and emotion were unreservedly displayed in front of him.

The next day, Kenpachi Zaraki gave up his kendo studies.

But there is only one thing he still knows, even if he does not know kendo, he knows that holding a sword with both hands is more powerful, and at the same time can mobilize the strength and spiritual pressure of the whole body.

He lost consciousness again for just two seconds, but in those two seconds, his Reiatsu had surpassed Jibril, who had been blessed with a buff, and condensed the power of his whole body together.

Zaragi Kenpachi clenched the hilt and integrated everything into the blow.

Kendo · Two Breaks! !

The corner of Zeraki Kenpachi's mouth has become a huge arc, he smiled sternly, raised his sword, and suddenly swung it at Jibril, the golden Reiatsu swung down with a heavy force.

A blow belonging to the Instinct faction, with an upright crushing potential with absolute power, this is Zakigi Kenpachi!

ps: There are four chapters to come

Chapter 75 The Victory Is Divided

Inoue Orihime covered her mouth, tears kept flowing from her eyes, and she couldn't stop it no matter what.

Her heart felt as if it had been split open. Looking at the blood covering her eyes, she could even see the ferocious wounds on the perfect skin with the blessing of spiritual power. The blood left behind stained her body red, and dust kept appearing on her body. , make her more embarrassed.

"Jeep sauce, is it so hard..."

As if afraid of Jibril's distraction, Inoue Orihime muttered to herself while covering the corner of her mouth.

She doesn't like getting hurt, and she doesn't like seeing others get hurt. What she hates most is seeing people close to her get hurt and die.

This is her weakness, but it is also where she shines, this is her tenderness.

However, sometimes this kindness can become a burden.

Self-blame, resentment of their own powerlessness.

Orihime Inoue knelt on the ground as if she had lost all her strength.

"Ajian, I'm very happy!"

When she fell into guilt, there was such a voice next to her.

Little Loli had a gentle smile on her face. Even though she saw Kenpachi's scars and scars, she was even more gentle. Looking at Kenpachi's smile, she seemed to share honor and disgrace, and her heart was also excited.

"happy?"