Bleach: Stir Up the Situation

Not only Yue Dao was surprised by Hong Jiang's hidden weapon, but also Yin Cheng who was also forced back by the Hidden Arrow. Will the dignified captain use such a method?

"This is what you call swordsmanship?!" Yincheng sarcastically backed away.

"Why doesn't it count? Swordsmanship is eight thousand, as long as you cut someone, it's swordsmanship!"

Hong Jiang didn't think there was any problem with this. You must know that the ancestor of the 11th team, the first generation Kenpachi who is known as the strongest swordsmanship, his methods are much lower than him.

Pushing forward with his right foot, Yincheng reacted very quickly, without any unnecessary movements, the huge sword in his hand slashed towards Hongjiang.

It's just that Hong Jiang's movements were faster, without giving Yincheng any time to react, he held the Jiagui with his left hand and touched the spine of the huge sword.

Yincheng's arm swayed to the right, and Hongjiang swiped forward with his left hand, leaving a bloodstain on the opponent's arm, and the hilt of the knife hit Yincheng's temple heavily.

The world was turned upside down, Yincheng staggered at his feet, he felt that the world in front of him was about to crumble into a ball, and Yue Dao's call echoed in his ears, but then there was only a buzzing noise.

He couldn't keep calm anymore, or for Tsukishima, he would never be able to keep calm when it comes to Yincheng's safety, otherwise he would never do such stupid things as shouting and rushing towards the enemy.

It's just that for Hongjiang, the difference between Yuedao's calm sneak attack and stupid sneak attack is not very obvious.

"retreat!"

The right arm swung back, the moon sickle in his hand flashed coldly, and several gusts of wind suddenly rolled up on the blade, intertwined and turned into an invisible thick wall and pushed back.

Yue Dao slashed open the wind wall, but the turbulent flow that seemed to be cut off and restrained still blew him upside down. When he stabilized his figure and wanted to attack again, Hong Jiang's There is a new action on the side.

When he turned around, the two knives touched lightly, one long and one short, and when they were separated again, a thin golden rope was connected to the handle of the knife, connecting the two knives together.

With a strong wrist, Hong Jiang threw the short sword armor ghost out like a hidden weapon, and the target was naturally Hidekuro Tsukishima, who was restless behind him.

Yue Dao Hengdao blocked the opponent's flying knife, and saw that the string connected to the short knife moved slightly, like a different kind of hand, holding the short knife and stabbing him again.

On the other side, Yincheng didn't have much time to catch his breath. The noisy sound in his ears had just stopped, and Hongjiang's slightly teasing voice replaced it, which was even far more annoying than those noises!

"The founder of the 11th team is named Yaqianliu, which means Yaqianliu who is proficient in kendo. Since then, the captains of the 11th team have also inherited the name of Kenbachi as the strongest swordsman in the soul world. Because of some accidents, I was the Kudai Kenpachi for a while."

Yincheng wanted to swing his sword to cut off the annoying voice. Hong Jiang seemed to have read his mind, and the slender moon sickle pierced through the hilt of the opponent's sword, and turned his wrist to raise the sword for the opponent. .

It's a pity that Hongjiang doesn't seem to understand the principle of helping others to the end. It may also be because he has no bad habit of self-torture, and it is still too difficult for him to help his opponent cut himself.

I saw his right hand holding the knife suddenly pushed forward, and took Yincheng's giant sword to slash back. It was a disservice to the other party, letting Yincheng use his own sword to leave a long line on his body. Wound.

Bright red blood spattered out, Hong Jiang seemed afraid of being stained with this fishy liquid, and while stepping back, the tip of the knife was a little bit, and the giant sword that had penetrated Yincheng's upper body was brought a few degrees deeper. point.

"It's just that I'm not talented, not to mention the eight thousand schools, I can count the number of swordsmanship on one hand, let alone proficiency, please forgive the ugliness."

These words fell into Yincheng's ears, but they were full of jokes,

The veins on his forehead suddenly popped up, and the blood column on his chest couldn't hold back anymore. The giant sword in his hand seemed to be regained by him bit by bit, and slowly left his body.

At this moment, Hong Jiang suddenly turned his body and swung his right hand outwards. Not only did he let go of Yincheng's restraint, but he also helped him fulfill his wish by swinging the giant sword out.

It's a pity that I cut it empty...

Yincheng's sword hit the ground with a bang, and his strength also leaked out. And just when his old strength was gone and new strength was not born, Hong Jiang made a sudden move, and retreated with the huge sword, and the hilt of the sword also hit Yincheng's stomach heavily.

"Master Diezuka is too humble..."

Luo Ka, who watched the battle with peace of mind, stared straight at her eyes. Although she didn't know much about swordsmanship, such beautiful and elegant moves could not be considered ugly.

Yes, in her opinion, what Hongjiang is holding in his hand at this moment is not a sword at all, but a baton for directing the orchestra, leaving elegant dance steps in the air and playing a gorgeous movement—the movement of blood!

cruel? No, this is the aesthetics of violence, Luoka couldn't help swallowing, even in her opinion, this has nothing to do with violence, and it is the happiness of that mortal with pregnant lips to be able to bloom under the hands of Lord Diezuka!

In all fairness, Yue Dao had only seen such exquisite swordsmanship in his life. He was driven by a thin rope like an arm, and he was forced to be unable to approach with a short knife when he was clearly a few meters away. Hong Jiang's strength was really amazing.

But at this moment, Yue Dao could no longer praise his opponent objectively. The blood gushing from Yin Cheng's body seemed to seep into his eyes, dyeing his world red.

Facing the dagger stabbing again, Tsukishima made the most reckless decision in his life, tilted his body slightly, and let the dagger penetrate his left shoulder.

In fact, he has long seen that the weak point of such remote-controlled swordsmanship lies in the thin rope on the hilt, and he has long wanted to cut the thin rope, but unfortunately Hongjiang never gave him such a chance even if he was single-minded and dual-purpose.

Now he finally had such an opportunity, but at this time he did not choose to cut the string, but grabbed the string with his intact left hand and pulled it hard.

Hong Jiang was having fun when the Moon Scythe Lingqie in his hand suddenly felt a slight stagnation. He grasped the string with his left hand together and pulled back to counteract Yue Dao's strength.

This is Yue Dao, but suddenly withdrew his strength, and under the guidance of Hong Jiang, he flew out, his left hand quickly took the knife from the hanging right hand, and stabbed Hong Jiang fiercely in the back!

"A quick learner."

Hong Jiang smiled, and swung his right arm back, even throwing Yin Cheng, who was already a blood man, and just hit Yue Dao who was flying over.

The two collided and fell heavily to the ground. Even though Yue Dao had tried his best to vent most of his strength, but looking at the blood gushing out of Yincheng again, he knew that such injuries would be unbearable for the current Yincheng .

"But not sober enough!"

The snow-white blade grew bigger and bigger in front of him, piercing into Yincheng's chest under Tsukishima's angry eyes, and piercing himself through.

"It's your stupidity that you haven't recognized the gap between us until now."

As Hongjiang said, he raised the two people wearing the moon sickle spirit cut to his face, "This is what you want to ask, kid." His eyes moved to Yincheng who was trying to keep his eyes open: "Now, let's talk about you tuition fees."