[Death] There are three

?Yousan joined the No. [-] team for the second time. This time, she really didn't know what she was doing. Did the No. [-] team lose because of herself?Seeing the old man Yamamoto again, Yousan bowed respectfully and told himself not to bring endings when speaking, and to say important things three times.

However, after entering, the old man Yamamoto just asked a few innocuous questions, such as how is the recovery, how is the [-]th team?After Yousan finished answering these questions one by one, the two of them sat staring at each other for a while.

"Captain Yamamoto, are you suspicious of me?" After finishing speaking, he realized that the end of the sentence was inadvertently popped out. He smiled and looked directly at the narrowed eyes of the old man Yamamoto.

"There are three members, you go back first." You San's question was so straightforward that old man Yamamoto didn't know how to answer her, so he had to ask her to step down first.

Yousan wondered if he had lived a peaceful life for too long, and people became not quite right.

"Xiao Xun." Turning around, he hugged the man who appeared behind him, buried his head in his arms, and rubbed against him, "Xiao Xun, Xiao Xun."

"I'm here." Aizen patted Yousan's back lightly, "Are you tired?"

"Well, Xiao Zong, I'm not happy!"

"Then go home."

"I just came back from home not long ago! I want to sign up to kill the Quincy!" Yes, some time ago, Jingling Court has decided to annihilate the Quincy, and the registration has started a few days ago.

"Three, sometimes you really look like a wild beast."

Quincy has long been at odds with Reapers, Reapers are purifiers and they are Annihilation.You don't like me, and I don't like you. The fuse of this war is probably only known by the old man Yamamoto. The result is a war. The place is of course in the present world.

When Yousan applied with Tsurugaya Shiki Kenpachi, he was really not surprised at all. He looked at his apprentice, thought for a while and approved it.

More than half of the members of the eleventh squad were transferred to the annihilation battle. After all, it was a combat team, and other squads also had people participating. The mighty army came to this world. The annihilation zone where San is located is Japan, and Yousan led her Yousan team as the vanguard to sneak into the camp of the Quincy Division on a dark and stormy night of a month.

Obsidian's eyes glowed with a strange light in the night. At this time, Yousan didn't look like a human being at all. She clenched her fists. She didn't bring sharp claws because the opponent was human.

After the sound of the cloth rubbing against each other, a white figure fell to the ground, Yousan's hand was pulled out from the man's chest, and there was probably a fragment of a heart in it.This is a disgraceful war because it is a sneak attack.

After Yousan killed a person, a large number of death gods also rushed up, and the Quincy masters who realized that something bad happened also rushed out, and the flames shot up into the sky. It is unknown who set the house on fire.

Shaking off the blood on his hand, Yousan showed a dark smile that he hadn't seen for a long time, and licked the corner of his mouth, this familiar touch, the feeling of blood soaking his hands.

"Hehe~" The woman who has entered the runaway mode is stepping on Shunpo, and there are no survivors in the places she passes.

His wrist was suddenly grabbed, and he was thrown out all of a sudden. Yousan stabilized his figure in the air, landed on the wall next to him, and sprinted towards the person who had just held his wrist with all his strength.

"I didn't expect that there are people in Quincy who can fight in close quarters." He raised his hand and swung at the man. He crossed his hands on his head to block the blow, raised the corners of his mouth, and pressed his hands down. A piece of clothing was torn off, and the man quickly jumped two steps back. The movement of his arm saved him from more injuries, otherwise the flesh under the clothes would be torn off like clothes.

"I didn't expect that there are people in Death God who don't use knives." The man looked very happy, and the two became entangled.

There were three legs attacking the man's side waist, blocked by the man's arm, exerting force, and the woman's leg was bounced away, because of the inertia, it turned around in the air, and a big smiling face appeared in front of the man, scaring him Backed a few steps, failed to catch the next blow, Yousan's hand passed through the man's shoulder and pulled out instantly, only felt a pain in the shoulder, Yousan's movements were very neat, without too much pain.The other hand took the opportunity to slide down, and the collarbone on the other side was severed by the hand.

The man had only one arm left to move, and a hole was pierced through the shoulder, the man gritted his teeth, the blue light flashed, and there was no one in the place where San was, only a bunch of hair remained, the blue light flew straight over, When it hit the wall, there was a roaring explosion.

"It turns out that the ability of the Quincier is so amazing." The woman's voice rang in the ear, and the man wanted to hide but it was too late.The arm with the severed collarbone was chopped off and fell to the ground.Holding the transparent blue short blade in his hand, the man quickly turned around, and the man was satisfied to see a few drops of blood.

"It's a pity to hurt the young lady's face."

"It's okay~" He raised his hand to wipe off the blood on his cheek, "But it still hurts~"

Yousan saw that the spirits were gathering around the man, and realized that if the man didn't get rid of it quickly, the arm that was only cut off would probably grow back later.

"Although I still want to continue fighting with you, but I'm in a hurry." The spiritual pressure gathered on the feet to increase the speed, and the figure of Yousan made the man unable to grasp it. "The speed has become more than a little faster."

"Farewell." There were three knees raised to hit the man's chin, and the man who flew out still subconsciously glanced at the nearby woods.Yousan flew over and stepped on his heart, "In order to repay us for this battle, I decided to let your son go."

"Well, thank you so much, Miss Death."

"My name is Yousan."

"Ishida Zongsi."

"Then, farewell, Mr. Ishida." The soles of his feet were forced hard, and a hole was formed in the man's chest, and the ground was stained red with blood.

Ishida Zongsi is not the only one who is good at melee combat in Quincy. After Ishida Zongsi is dealt with, there are still several people who are entangled with their opponents. They grabbed a shivering woman beside them and pinched her. Lifting the woman up by the neck, relying on the advantage of height, Yousan easily let the woman's feet off the ground, the other hand quickly struck out, passed through the woman's heart, threw it aside, and changed a few more Hua Hua killed several Quincy Masters.

The sun has revealed a head

"This battle is coming to an end." I don't know what happened to the other people in the annihilation zone, whether they won like them.The originally tidy houses behind them were all ruins, blood covered the white houses and the white clothes of the Quincy masters.Yousan stood on a high place and watched the sun rise little by little, and the gods of death who were still alive came up one by one. This battle is finally over.

"Go back, there are three teams." You San turned around, there are only two people left in the three teams.

"kindness."

Yousan's body was covered in blood, which glued Yousan's hair together. Half of her waist-length hair was cut to shoulder length by Ishida Zongsi, although she was only slightly injured and her face was scratched It's a hole, but it looks really messed up.The annihilation area they were in charge of had the highest survival rate and was the first to return. The other areas had fewer people returning than them, and three of them were also very proud of themselves.

The Soul Society also suffered heavy losses, but the battle was won. This is the result that old man Yamamoto wanted, or the result that Room 46 of the Central Committee wanted.