[Comprehensive] Today's judges are also very willful

—— Clang

The friction sound from the clash of swords suddenly resounded, and Hasebe's knife that was cutting towards the God Judge without hesitation was blocked by another knife, and there was a harsh metal friction sound from the place where the two knives met.

The judge looked indifferently and fiercely at Fu Sangshen who was slashing at him with a saber in front of him. The corner of his mouth was mocking, and the sword in his hand was slashing against Hasebe without any pause, and the confrontation was stalemate.

"Interesting... My Hasebe, are you betraying your master? It is worthy of being a knife thrown at others by the old master at will, but that's all." The god judge laughed while blocking Hasebe's offensive , while provoking Ma Dao Fu Sangshen full of malice.

"You are no longer my master." Yaki Hasebe just looked at him indifferently, the sword in his hand swung faster and faster, and the attacks became more and more fierce, as if he was not affected by these words at all.

The god judge kept waving the sword in his hand, his movements were a bit clumsy and immature, one could tell at a glance that he seldom used sword skills in actual combat, and he couldn't compare to the experienced sword Fusangshen like Hasebe.However, the power of the god judge is quite strong. Every time he swings a knife, although it is difficult to cause greater damage to Hasebe due to poor sword skills, the shock and powerful force from the sword make Hasebe Surprised.

Yaki Hasebe knew the god judge in front of him very well. He was originally a human being with not very good health. He knew some spells, but his body was a little weak. Let alone fighting him like this, even if he was Going out with the team normally will make this frail mental examiner need to rest for a long time.

Hasebe clearly remembered that the judge used to rely on drugs for many years and often fell ill.It was precisely because of his weakness that they were able to forcibly imprison him against the backlash, but now...

Hasebe tightly held the body knife in his hand, not daring to let go of his vigilance for a moment, he carefully watched the movement of the god judge, and moved his arm quickly.

——Attack and defense reversed. As the god judge became familiar with fighting, Yaki Hasebe felt more and more pressure, and he had to use all his strength to fight against the god judge.

In terms of speed, strength, and reaction, as a human being, a god judge has completely surpassed Hasebe, who is a Token Fusangshin. This is a completely incredible thing, but it just happened in Nagao In front of Tanibe.

Hasebe frowned and continued to block the attack of the God-inspector. He gasped slightly, looking at the pale-faced but increasingly powerful God-inspector, his purple eyes sparkled with surprise.

The power of the sword Fusangshen is extremely strong.

Although they are the last of the 800 million gods in Japan, they can still be regarded as gods. They naturally have much stronger power than humans, not to mention their bodies are swords called murder weapons.

Every knife among them, whether it is a noble royal family treasure, a national treasure, or the most common battlefield knife, is still a sword.A sword is a murder weapon, no matter how beautiful it is, it always exists as a tool for killing.

The blade cuts into the flesh, and the tip of the knife is stained with blood. The blood and killing are always accompanied by the life of these swordsmen, so they also have powerful strength and fighting instinct. This kind of power should have surpassed any human beings. , no human being can surpass them in terms of pure strength and speed.

But at this time, the god judge has done it, and it's not just about strength.

The pale-faced man swung his sword heavily, the blade blocked and cut Hasebe, the power of the Odachi forced Hasebe to be cautious, he cleverly slashed at the judge, and the opponent hurriedly withdrew his sword to deal with it At that time, he quickly turned to the other direction, and slashed at the God Judge's arm.

--puff

Hasebe heaved a sigh of relief when the sword sank into the flesh, and quickly drew the sword to continue chopping, but was stopped.

A pale hand firmly held the cutting blade of Hasebe. The sharp national treasure knife easily cut through the human body, but the hand holding the blade was as firm as if it could not feel the pain. Hold it firmly, as if it wasn't you who was sliced ​​open by the blade.

Hasebe was stunned. He tried his best to contend with the god judge on the opposite side, trying to withdraw the knife, but failed.The judge smiled sarcastically, and swung the knife with the other hand without hesitation, just slashing Yaki Hasebe, sending him flying far away.

"Cough..." Hasebe held the handle of the knife, and looked at the God Judge with force. The part of the latter's body that Hasebe had just cut had returned to its original appearance, with smooth skin. Not even a single wrinkle, this discovery made Hasebe's eyes widen in surprise.

He quickly looked away, and looked at the hand of the God Judge who was holding the knife point towards him just now. The hand was pale and thin, but it was intact, and there was not even the slightest mark on the pale knuckles.

"...How is this possible?" Hasebe murmured in disbelief. He looked at the bleeding wound on his body, then at the God Judge, and suddenly remembered that when he hit the opponent just now, the God Judge didn't bleed.

"Hahahaha, Hasebe, have you seen it?" The god judge held up his palm, which had recovered in a very short period of time, and looked at him intoxicated and fanatically, "This is what I am after, this is what I am looking for. The power I got..."

"So what if I was betrayed by you guys? Didn't I get this power... What a powerful power!" The man smiled, and raised the sword in his hand sideways.

"My Hasebe, as long as you are willing to come back to me, I can forget everything you have done." The judge looked at Hasebe with a gentle look, "You will still be my closest genus Next, I can even share this power with you"

"...so" Yaki Hasebe slowly raised his head, and Dao Fusangshen looked into the eyes of the judge, showing an extremely indifferent expression, "The reason why you treat Aizen like this... and other short swords , is it for this?"

Hasebe's gaze skipped over the body of the examiner, the blood-red strange ominous eyes, slightly distorted face, and the pale and lifeless skin that did not look like a living person, and the blood that stopped flowing under the skin blood.

"Master God Judge... you worked so hard, but what did you finally become...?" Hasebe said softly. He was leaning on the golden wall of light and was hit by the God Judge just now. But with his seriously injured body, his eyes looked at him extremely calmly, "With your current appearance, can you still be considered a human being?"

"Human? Chi..." The god judge sneered, curled his lips indifferently, stroked his body, and said indifferently, "I'm going to become a god... For gods, mere human beings are nothing what?"

"You guys, you are born with gods and the qualifications to survive for a long time, but you don't know how to cherish them. You have no qualifications to be gods at all." The god judge commented disdainfully, "Guys like you really should used to make truly qualified people”

"Since it's my sword, it doesn't matter how I use it."

"Aizen Kunitoshi, Imaiken, Sayo Samonji, Ranto Shiro... These guys should be proud of being able to become a true god"

"...Is this your reason?" Hasebe clenched the handle of the knife in his hand in a daze. Although he had known the nature of the god-inspector in front of him for a long time, but at the moment he heard it with his own ears, he couldn't bear it. Hasebe still felt a hatred and pain from the bottom of his heart.

"...As long as I have a breath, I will never back down. This is my answer." Hasebe Kakiri calmly raised his knife, ignoring his seriously injured body, and declared war on the man opposite him without fear.

In the space at the highest place, where Hasebe didn't know, Amomigawa looked at them calmly.The hem of his feather coat fluttered lightly, and his fingertips lightly stroked the scabbard of the big sword behind him, with playful eyes.

What an interesting human being... just a descendant of a dirty bat. Although the grade is not bad among that group of bats, what qualifications do they have to call themselves gods?

Ridiculous.Seraphim, who once stood on the side of the throne, commented indifferently. There was a gleam of coldness in his eyes, and a near-transparent white flame suddenly ignited at his fingertips. This flame is completely different from the golden flame that burned mountains and seas before. , the pure white color seems to have a natural purity, a kind of sacred and inviolable quiet white light faintly released with the flame.

Standing behind Tianyuchuan, Jiang Xue Zuowenwen had the deepest impression of this flame. His fingers twirling the Buddha beads were slightly stiff, and his breathing was chaotic for a moment. He was attracted by the unique sacred flame.

The moment Jiang Xue saw the flame, Jiang Xue had a feeling that her whole body was being burned and purified. Indulge in the warmth and comfort of being born in a fire.

A wisp of black smoke emerged from Jiang Xue Zuowen's body, as did a beautiful apricot mark that suddenly appeared on the forehead of the Buddhist knife youth.That touch of apricot blossoms deftly bloomed on the forehead of the Buddha knife youth, adding a touch of color to this ice-like sword, extremely beautiful.

However, this beauty was not recognized by the pure white flame. It suddenly released a white light and rushed towards Jiang Xue, covering the forehead of the Taidao youth.The pure holy flame burned the apricot-colored imprint, and quickly burned it away. In the steaming mist, a pure white flame imprint replaced the original one, and then disappeared quickly.

A large amount of information came into Jiang Xuezuo's mind. After a long time, the Taidao youth who finally received the information opened his eyes. He couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad and put his fingers on his forehead. With genuine gratitude and respect.

The buddhist sword youth lowered his eyes, thinking about everything he had just learned, and willingly bowed to Tian Yuchuan, "...in Xiajiang Xue left the words. When will war disappear from this world...?"