Byakuya's son

Chapter 87: The Fire Starts a Prairie Fire (1)

The mournful wail spread far away like a lone wolf moaning at the moon, causing the expressions of all the people who were rushing towards the twins to change.

"Who is this voice? This kind of spiritual pressure..." Because of the rapid movement of the figure, Jingle Chunshui, who was already blurred below the waist, raised his eyebrows in surprise, "It really makes people feel creepy!"

"I always feel like I've heard this voice somewhere before." The pale Ukitake Shishiro looked tired and coughed from time to time, as if he was dying of illness. The bright face flashed in his mind, and he shook his head slightly. After all, he felt that the voice was too shrill, and it was not what the boy should have. "Teacher, do you have any impression?"

"No matter who it is, it is inseparable from Aizen." As if walking forward in a leisurely garden, if there were no references around him that were constantly regressing, this seemed to be just an ordinary old man with a wooden crutch in his hand, Moto Yamamoto Liu Zhai Shigekuni narrowed his eyes, "Don't worry about it, priority is to capture Aizen, as for the others..."

Yamamoto Motoryuzai Shigekuni opened his squinted eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed through his eyes, "Just let him go."

……

A figure suddenly appeared in the twins, stopped, he saw Bai Zai's fallen figure in the rain of cherry blossoms, but what caught his attention the most was a man howling like a wild beast, "This... this is brightly lit?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" white liquid is condensing in the corner of Tongming's right eye. When he fell to the ground, he held his head in both hands, and the severe pain burst out in his head. The pain was so painful that he could hardly think. He just instinctively looked at the familiar figure lying on the ground and wailed—his father did not know whether he was alive or dead.

"Is Hitsugaya? It's just in time. This is probably the first time you've seen such a thing, right?" Aizen smiled and greeted the visitor, as if a hospitable host was introducing the treasures at home to the guests.

"Aizen... What the hell did you do?" Hitsugaya called Tongming a few times, but there was no response, and Tongming's physical pressure, as well as the strange feeling of another breath gradually waking up, finally became a little anxious , when he was a student, Tong Ming could be regarded as one of his few friends.

"Can't you feel it? This seems to be the feeling of facing a high-level person." Aizen's words made Hitsugaya's face change, and he understood it in his heart, and shook his head slightly, "No, don't think too much, this It’s not virtualization, this is the only case I’ve done so far that can be regarded as a success in the faceless transformation of God of Death.”

The white liquid in the corner of the right eye began to solidify, extending from the temple like a wing flying in the sky, the bright shawl long hair lost the restraint of the tie, spread out, and appeared from the root of the hair The bewitching red color that is about to drip continuously spreads to the tips of the hair.

"Lan... Ran... Tosen... Ichimaru..." Not only that, but also his pupils turned red, Tong Ming suddenly raised his head to look at Aizen and the others, and the color of madness gradually submerged With the last sliver of clarity, "Damn you!!!"

"boom!"

The violent Reiatsu that Tongming tried to suppress before finally broke out completely with his loss of sanity, spreading like a small hurricane, blowing Hitsugaya's clothes rattling, he barely covered his face, "Tongming ..."

"Hahahahahahahahaha..." Crazy and triumphant laughter came from Tongming's body, this voice was completely different from Tongming's, not only his emotions, but even his voice was very surprised, 'Tongming' stretched out his hand, The Zanpakuto on the ground automatically flew into his hand, "Mingjing Shishui? Only you, an idiot, can think of such useless things! You can use them! Tongming!"

He mercilessly ridiculed Tongming's kendo skills, and the smile on his face became a bit ferocious. He suddenly pointed his sword at Aizen, "You actually used my swastika so that you even killed a chicken!" Immortal! Trash, let me teach you, my swastika does not need defense at all!"

The wound on Tongming's body began to heal quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, causing Aizen's expression to move slightly, "Super-speed regeneration? It's rare, such a broken face is rare."

"Swastika - The Prophet Convicts!"

A more violent spiritual pressure than before swept across the center of 'Tongming', and its spiritual pressure even made the sky darken, trembling in everyone's eyes, and the execution pillar of the double death also began to crumble at this moment.

The clothes of Tongming Xie have changed, although they are still white, but the cuffs, neckline, and skirt edges of the clothes are red in the shape of flames, as if they are constantly burning the clothes, 'Tongming' puts the sword in his hand Refers to Lanran, with a murderous look on his face, and a cruel smile on his mouth, "Just now, you cut me with four eyes, right?"

"Xiao Tongming..." Ichimaru Gin smiled and was about to interject, but suddenly found a huge slash coming towards him with a heart-shaking spiritual pressure, and he had no time to react.

"Boom!" A huge chasm appeared on the ground, almost breaking the entire cliff in half, and following the blow, came a very arrogant sentence, "I didn't ask you, stinky fox."

"Yin, is it okay?" Lan Ran didn't turn her head back, and the smile on her face didn't decrease by half, as if it was just a polite greeting.

"I'm seriously injured~" Rubbing his aching head and walking out of the gap in a little embarrassment, Ichimaru Gin suddenly felt a heat on the back of his head, and stretched out his hand in front of his eyes, surprised to find that the back of his head was bleeding due to the impact , "I think the original Xiao Tongming is cuter."

"My uncle is asking you something! Four eyes!"

This sentence made Aizen frowned slightly, he also didn't like the current guy who likes to call people nicknames and is very uneducated, "Well, if I say yes, what will you do?"

"I have the chance to come out because of you, so... I won't kill you." 'Tongming' laughed a little madly, his long bright red hair fluttering in the wind, as if he had crawled out of hell. Like a ghost, suddenly his laughter stopped, and he disappeared suddenly.

Without hesitation, he raised the sword in his hand, and stood firmly against the sudden attack of the visitor. Aizen smiled, and sarcastically said: "Did you say those words to paralyze me? Do you think I would be so careless?" ?"

"It doesn't mean that at all." 'Tong Ming' laughed loudly, pushed the Zanpakuto in his hand forward forcefully, and unexpectedly knocked back Aizen, "I won't kill you, but leave your hand behind!"

It seems that there is a serious error in the prediction of Tongming's power at this moment, which makes Aizen frowned slightly, "You are a bit arrogant."

"Mingjing Zhishui? What kind of third-rate stuff is that?" 'Tongming' laughed wildly and rushed towards Lanran, swiping the sharp blade in his hand towards Lanran's face, as if to chop off half of his head, "Here I'll take a good look! Tongming, this is the correct way to fight—a raging fire!"

Unlike Tongming's peaceful and unmoving mood when fighting, even the attacks are mostly uninterrupted like flowing water, without the slightest trace of fireworks, but now 'Tongming' is full of crazy war breath, and the offensive is like a prairie fire The fire spread from a little spark, and continued to expand, fast and arrogant, no matter what kind of slashing method, it was full of the smell of raging fire in his hands, and if he was careless, he would be mercilessly killed by the flames. devour.

At first, Aizen responded calmly and disintegrated the "Tongming" offensive lightly, but gradually, the Tongming's offensive gradually turned from a spark to a prairie fire, which made Aizen faintly feel strenuous and even suppressed.And the 'Tongming' in front of him didn't take a defensive move from the beginning to the end. At most, he would dodge Aizen's attack sideways, but at the same time he would swing down with a knife. tireless.

At this moment, three figures appeared in the field, and one of them was Ukitake Shishiro. When he saw this scene, he exclaimed, "Is it Tongming? How did he become like this? Eh... how does this feel?" It's so like..."

"Old man Shan, you won't accept a third apprentice, right?" Jingle Chunshui squinted his eyes for a while, and then narrowly looked at the old man next to him who also looked strange, "I almost thought I saw the blade like a fire ..."

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