[Death] Xiao Ran Yimeng

Apache growled.

"Is it too confident in its strength? This battle has been too long, and I don't have the patience to play with you any longer." Although it seemed that Mengluo was safe and sound on the surface, only she knew that the blow just now really hurt herself. A blow that is not weak, it seems that the battle must be resolved quickly, and it cannot be dragged on any longer.

Mengluo moved, and when she appeared, she was already in front of Yaweng, "It's time to end." Her spiritual power surged, and she pulled her feather fan out of thin air.

"Wind Thousand Blades-Wind Chain-Hundred Chains"

Mengluo's back was condensed with hundreds of crystal-clear jade-like wind chains. Looking closely, each wind chain was composed of thousands of wind blades.

A fierce and frightening aura spread out from her body, her hair was windless, her eyes were cold, and she stood upright like a goddess of war.

Yaweng punched Mengluo, and Mengluo's figure suddenly disappeared from Yaweng's eyes.

flash flowers.

In addition to the particularity of the rotation, Shunpo, that is, the rotation, and then the special footsteps to go around the opponent's back.

"bundle."

As Mengluo's voice fell, the wind chain didn't give Yaweng a chance to react, one layer was wrapped around another, one was wrapped around another, and the rings were interlocking, strangling it tightly.

The wind chain became tighter and tighter under Yaweng's struggle, Mengluo didn't relax at all, and said in response: "Thundering carriage and spinning wheel gap, this thing has light, one is divided into six, and the 61 six rods that bind the Tao are light prisons."

After temporarily trapping Yaweng, Mengluo walked towards the shocked grandson and grandson, "After completing the battle I promised with Grimmjow, I will leave in front of your faces."

As he spoke, he ignored the expressions of his grandson and grandson, looked at Grimmjow at the side, and said, "Let's get started, Grimmjow."

Grimmjow pulled out the Zanpakuto, stepped on the ground with both feet and rushed towards Mengluo in the air. The place where Grimmjow had just stood was like a spider web of cracks. Li Muqiao slashed left and right with the Zanpakutao, rushing abruptly from the flowing flames to Mengluo.

Meng Luo raised the knife to block Grimmjow's Zanpakutao, Grimmjow's false flash condensed, Meng Luo raised his leg and kicked to Grimmjow's palm, a ball of flames and the unfinished false flash canceled each other out.

"It's useless, I can detect the fluctuation of the virtual flash, and use Liuyan to counteract it."

Before Mengluo finished speaking, one leg wrapped around Grimmjow's arm, and the other leg swung to Grimmjow's head with the help of the whip.

As if Grimmjow had expected it earlier, he lifted his elbow, and the spiritual force on the tip of the elbow compressed and hit Mengluo's right leg, and Mengluo's whole body was dragged dozens of meters away like flying catkins.

"You've finally started to get serious. That blow from me was hard to bear." Grimmjow said to Mengluo.

A smile appeared on the corner of Meng Luo's lips, "You don't feel good about my blow, don't you? Return it to the blade, the current you can't beat the current me." As soon as Meng Luo finished speaking, there was a sword strike on Grimmjow's chest. Scars of blood came out.

"Just an ordinary Zanpakuto can cut Xu's steel skin?" Mira Ross said incredulously.

"It's not that simple. When Grimmjow attacked, he instantly counterattacked with the knife. During this process, the flame compressed with spiritual power was attached to the blade. The flame broke through Grimmjow's steel skin, and the knife naturally cut Grimmjow. Limjoo is gone.

This woman is not simple, she has a keen grasp of combat opportunities, and can maximize her abilities. With your current abilities, it is not an exaggeration to lose to her. What is even more terrifying is that her spiritual pressure is not weaker than The broken face after returning to the blade. "There is another sentence that Heri Bella didn't say, that is, her suddenly rising spiritual pressure seems to be different from her own spiritual pressure, so how does she control this thing that does not belong to her...

Just as Heribela was speaking, Grimmjow had already completed the return of the blade, powerful spiritual power swept over, and Heribela stood in front of the grandson and grandson, secretly surprised in her heart, did she return to the blade so soon? ?

"Aren't you planning to use the remaining power after I return to the blade? Let me defeat you with the strongest force."

"You talk too much, wait until the moment you really force me out of my strength." Meng Luo had just finished answering Grimmjow's words, and Grimmjow's figure suddenly appeared in front of Mengluo. Grab Mengluo's Zanpakuto.

No matter how hard Mengluo tried to use Zhanpakutao, it didn't move at all. Seeing this, Mengluo swept towards Grimmjow with one leg. Grimmjow jumped up with the power of Zhanpakuto, appearing in an upside-down posture, with one hand dead. Grabbing Zanpakutao firmly, one hand went straight for Mengluo's throat.

In desperation, Mengluo pulled out a hand to cover Grimmjow's hand with a feather fan. A smile appeared on Grimmjow's lips, and Mengluo felt vigilant.

"not good!"

It was too late to pull away, and a blue light burst out from Grimmjow's claw holding the knife.

With a "boom", Meng Luo was blasted to the corner of the wall by Xu Shan, and his whole body sank into it.

"As expected of Gui Ren's state, speed, strength, and agility have improved so much."

Mengluo emerged from a piece of rubble, holding the Zanpakuto with both hands, a ball of flames was transmitted from Mengluo's arm to the blade, and the Zanpakuto emitted a dazzling red light, like a flowing flame, and the space between the flames seemed to change. Get hot and red.

Meng Luo swung the knife from top to bottom, and an arc-shaped semicircular flame sword blade mixed with the sound of breaking wind struck Grimmjow. Where the blade passed, the broken stone was turned into liquid stone by the burning fire. Before the sword blade arrived, Grimmjow took it with one hand, and was driven backward by the huge impact. Grimmjow put his feet on a stone pillar.

"Is it just this little power? Die."

Grimmjow yelled loudly, and grasped the blade with five fingers forming claws. The originally unstoppable blade was broken like a piece of jade. Grimmjow bent his arm, and five emerald green light clusters shot out from it, flying in the air. On the way of shooting, it kept spinning, and shot towards Mengluo with a tail of white air waves.

Meng Luo wiped away the blood from her lips, her brows were furrowed, her lips were stretched into a straight line, is this an attack?I'm afraid it won't work simply to attach flames to the Zanpakutō, and now I can only...

Mengluo's spiritual pressure rose sharply, and a hot flame radiated from the palm of her hand holding the Zanpakuto. The flame shone brightly, bright red, like paint that was about to be poured out. The moment the flame touched the Zanpakuto, Sparks fly.

Mengluo's palm was scorched by sparks, and there was a scorching smell in the air. Mengluo didn't move at all, and continued to increase the flames. A tyrannical breath came from Zanpakutao, and Mengluo shook his wrist. He almost subconsciously threw the Zanpakuto away.

"no!"

Meng Luo's mind seemed to be pierced by a sharp needle, and his spirit was faintly shaken. At this time, the flames on the Zanpakuto also violently oscillated, colliding non-stop. .

There was a loud "boom", and a stone pillar that was only hugged by two people was hit in an instant and collapsed in an instant.

Mengluo couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief. He was almost injured by this kind of explosion. Even so, it was beyond the tolerance range. Mengluo looked at the arm that had just held the knife. The arm was scorched black, and the sleeve had already Burned out.

He raised his eyes to see where Grimmjow was attacking, and only three fell. "Is it because the accuracy is too poor?" Mengluo thought to himself, and pulled out the feather fan from his waist. With a flick of his wrist, the feather fan spun and flew out. One of the hits deviated and the other shot towards Mengluo.

A wind wall was erected in front of Mengluo, and the green hidden weapon was spun through like an electric drill. Mengluo only felt a pain in his shoulder, his right shoulder was numb, and a light cluster passed through his shoulder. Holes, cracks from small spaces all over the wind wall.

With a "bang", the wind wall shattered, and with the shattering of the wind wall, the Zanpakudao in Mengluo's hand fell to the ground.

"I can't use my shoulders anymore." This voice was the only thing left in Mengluo's mind. The scene in front of him faded away, and he fell to the ground, dripping with sweat. On the ground, because the medium is not good, or my own reasons, but I always feel...

Just a little bit, just a little bit, what is the difference?

Just when Mengluo was frowning, she didn't know that a huge shadow enveloped Mengluo above her head.

The sky was also covered with a layer of haze, the billowing dark clouds covered the sky, the gray in the sky seemed to be bred by something terrifying, and the faintly leaked aura made one's heart palpitate.

"boom"

Accompanied by a loud noise, the half-kneeling figure in the field flew upside down.

Grimmjow watched in astonishment as Yaweng, who suddenly appeared on the battlefield, knocked Mengluo into the air with a punch. It turned out that the attack that Mengluo pushed aside just hit Yaweng. He didn't hesitate to use self-harm to break free from the wind chain, and rushed towards Mengluo.

All this happened in an instant, and Heribela, Sun and Sun had no time to stop it. When everyone reacted, Yaweng had already hit Mengluo.

"Since you're meddling in my battle, I'll destroy you first, and then kill that woman." Grimmjow kicked Yaweng away, and Yaweng's huge body smashed into a series of pillars and fell to the ruins. among.

Grimmjow was just about to rush out to finish Yaweng completely, when a giant sword was thrown across Grimmjow, and Grimmjow pushed the sword away, "Are you challenging me now? You are also going to join my battle, Heribela." The deep voice was suffocated by the wind and rain.

"Lord Heribela!" Apache shouted eagerly.

"Stand back!" Heribela glared at Apache sharply, and said sharply, "Put the teeth away!" There was an irresistible force in her voice.

The three of Apache stood there silently.

Seeing this scene, Heri Bella couldn't help but frowned, with a voice in her voice