A Zanpakutō at the beginning of Meiman

Chapter 542 I can spend a whole day with you

"Sure enough, the captain is very difficult."

Steve sighed softly in his heart, he had already expected this situation.

As early as 70 years ago on the German battlefield, he had seen and felt with his own eyes the almost hopeless strong sense of oppression exhibited by Hasward, the current leader of the invisible empire.

Although a long time has passed...

But the feeling of suffocation that remained at that time has already been deeply engraved in his bones.

And when I was in New York before, I ran into the captain of the [-]th team, fighting against the face-level Da Xu, the kind of terrifying spiritual pressure that would collapse the world at any time and make the atmosphere like burning, even now I think about it. vividly.

Of all the people on this trip, he is the one who knows the captain best.

From the very beginning, the outcome of this battle was doomed, and what awaited him would be failure.

And the only thing he can change is to try his best to delay his failure.

"Looking at the look in your eyes, you don't intend to give up, right?" Jing Le Chunshui raised the ends of his eyebrows, noticing the change in the man's eyes.

"Unless you plan to let me go." Steve lowered his center of gravity like a cheetah, his legs were slightly bent apart, his back muscles and spine tensed, like a bowstring ready to go.

"I'm afraid it won't work."

Jingle Chunshui squeezed out a sad expression: "After I get rid of you, I will go after another one."

boom!

The flat bluestone slabs exploded one after another, and the ground collapsed as if hit by a heavy object.

Hearing the ear-piercing sound of piercing through the air, it rang suddenly like an alarm bell, and a galloping figure came through the sky, pulling out layers of mighty air waves behind him, and rushed to Jingle Chunshui in an instant.

"Giant Strike!"

The extremely domineering fist intent descended like a glorious sun.

The five fingers covered in black and red suddenly closed like sharp claws protruding from a devil, and the violent spiritual pressure was suddenly condensed on one point and blasted out in one breath!

speed!strength!

This punch has both.

It has even begun to have a hint of artistic conception, and the place where the fist is directed is shaking in the void.

The roaring tide rolled up tons of mighty power, like an invisible hand pouring out the water from all corners of the world, descending from the mighty sky, filling all the gaps within a radius of tens of meters, even the air was squeezed Pressed out.

One punch triggered wind and thunder in all directions, bursting and roaring one after another.

A strong gust of wind blew up, and the round hat was blown away, and the various coats also flew up.

Jingle Chunshui's frivolous face also inevitably changed slightly at this moment, as if he hadn't expected that the human in front of him could throw such a powerful punch, which made even the captain feel a little startled.

Make sense... is this still human?

What exactly did Lord Ling Wang do to this guy to make a person possess such extraordinary power!

But right now, Jingle Chunshui has no time to think about these issues.

The strong fist pressure broke through the air layer by layer. Even before it touched his body, there was an inexplicable sense of oppression, even as if he had been hit, the flesh of his chest and even the bones and internal organs were convulsing.

"Binding Dao 81: Breaking the Void!"

Jingle Chunshui had no choice but to put his fingers together a little bit.

A transparent space barrier suddenly appeared between the two of them, just blocking Steve's punch.

boom--! ! !

A huge destructive power poured on Duankong.

The huge roar generated by the impact directly caused the entire surrounding earth to tremble violently, setting off a billowing storm that rolled upwards.

The air that was squeezed out of this area by the fist suddenly rushed back madly at this moment, rolling up a bigger storm howling and raging, and with the aftermath of the overflowing power, the ground under the two people's feet was shaken and collapsed several inches.

In the smoke, Steve was panting like a cow, and beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks.

"I said...brother, is it time to choose to give up?"

At some point, Jingle Chunshui suddenly appeared behind him and pressed Steve's shoulder: "You should be very clear, although your moves are very powerful and your speed is not too slow, but you can't hit me .”

"If you continue to fight like this, isn't the result obvious?"

"It's better to choose to give up the fight from the very beginning, and go back with me honestly. Not only will you avoid the pain of flesh and blood, but you can also relax and save trouble for each other, right?"

But the answer to him was only a fist.

Jingle Chunshui left in a short step and landed not far away. Several times of persuasion were ineffective. Rao has a good temper, so he couldn't help being a little annoyed at this time, with a trace of coldness in his eyes: "I told you to stop, no People who listen to advice often end up miserable."

"Huchi...huchi..."

Several times of full-strength giant blows caused Steve's physical strength to be severely depleted.

Now every time he takes a breath of air, he can feel the burning pain coming from his lungs, and his whole body is even more sore and weak. He only relies on a will to support him, and he may faint from exhaustion at any time.

"Look at you now."

The divine light in Jing Le Chunshui's eyes narrowed slightly, and she sighed: "That move consumes too much energy, how long can you last?"

"Suck--"

Steve took a deep breath suddenly, put on an attacking posture again, and said with firm eyes: "I can still fight with you all day long!"

"..."

Rao is Jingle Chunshui's big heart, after hearing this, the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching.

The last person who could fight with him for a whole day was his classmate Shishiro Ukitake, and after so many years, there was still only this one. Could it be that the guy in front of him had his brain burnt out?

"no solution anymore......"

Jingle Chunshui pressed both hands on the handle of the waist, and pulled out two Zanpakusao, one long and one short: "Since you insist on fighting, there is only one last way to go. After I take your life, I will go to the other side again." Go after the kid who got away."

Finally... seriously? !

With the last breath in his lungs, Steve focused his Reiatsu on the giant arm.

He already knew that he would fail.

Apart from staying here to delay Peter's escape, he has other purposes.

That is to force the captain to use the Zanpakuto to obtain key ability information, and then pass these vital information to other surviving companions through the real-time connected video device!

Please...just hold on!

At least persist until the captain unleashes his Zanpakuto.

"Giant's... Strike!"

With a low growl, Steve rushed towards Jingle Chunshui as if he was dying.

The left arm condenses the last remaining spiritual power, and the roaring wind looks like a giant vortex, constantly devouring the surrounding air currents. Against the backdrop of black and red, it looks like an unyielding dragon breaking through the clouds with its head held high, emitting a dragon chant. Howling!

One step...two steps...three steps...

Seeing that Jingle Shunsui was getting closer and closer, Steve raised his fist and prepared to strike the final blow.

However, the figure of Jingle Chunshui suddenly disappeared like a ghost.

In the next second, blood splattered everywhere.

A light figure passed Steve and slowly landed on the ground.

"I'm sorry, little brother in trouble."

Jing Le Chunshui lowered his eyes, sighed softly and slowly put the knife back into the sheath.

Clang!

The blade went into the sheath with a crisp sound.

A huge knife wound suddenly appeared on Steve's chest, and hot blood poured out.

The flesh from the left shoulder to the right abdomen was cut open by this sharp knife, and even bones and viscera could be seen.