Pirate's Infinite Wings

(Really served, can you take a closer look? I remember that I wrote it twice in the article. Ukitake Shirirou said that your interpretation is a range type and cannot be used in such a place. Such an obvious hint, By the way, the abilities of Kyōraku Chunshui are five kinds of children's games in Japan, and all of them have five kinds.

Finally, add one sentence, no ability is invincible.)

The golden three-phase power condensed at the fingertips, turned into arrows, and shot out suddenly.

Teeth quickly reacted and opened his mouth sideways, the blood-colored spiritual pressure condensed and turned into a virtual flash.

However, the condensing speed of the virtual flash is far less than Fang Lang's Lingzi cluster. When he was halfway through, the divine extinction arrow had already arrived.

With a swish, the head pierced with an arrow, and the dense body trembled slightly, and suddenly exploded.

In this explosion, Ya Mi did not even scream, and his whole body fell straight back.

At the corner of the spot, it was clear that a golden arrow shot through the dense head of the tooth, breaking it into powder.

A huge headless corpse crashed to the ground.

The changes here finally attracted the attention of everyone on the battlefield.

"What? What is going on, infighting?!" Hisagi Shuhei frowned deeply.

"Are you dead, Gent, Tsk, don't waste the corpse, but it's better to solve you first, Reaper." Ninety Blade Aronilo sneered.

Not to mention here, Fang Lang fell gently on the ground, his expression indifferent, and his teeth were dead. For him, there was no slight emotional fluctuation.

"Fang Lang...you are really Fang Lang, you...what the hell is going on?" Madaramo walked a few steps and couldn't help asking.

Fang Lang turned his head to the side, raised his finger, and a white thunder and lightning gathered at the tip of his finger, "Break the four white thunder!"

The sound of thunder and lightning exploded, and suddenly, a white electric light shot out, instantly piercing a corner of Madara's chest.

"Wh!?" Madara's face turned pale for a moment, and no one thought that Fang Lang would hit someone in the Soul World with his backhand after just solving the Ten Blades.

Not only was he shocked at the corner of Madame who was paralyzed by him, but even Jingle Chunshui's complexion changed slightly.

Ukitake Shiro was also startled, and couldn't help but have a strange thought in his heart, "This... is still resisting the'devil' of Kyōraku. What a mental power!"

The battle of Reaper is a battle of Reiatsu, and if you want to suppress the opponent's ability, you need a stronger Reiatsu.

And this powerful quantification will change because of the opponent's ability.

Just like Jinghua Shuiyue, unless the opponent can surpass Aizen's spiritual pressure by more than twice, it is impossible to lift it.

Correspondingly, the devil of Jingle Chunshui is very similar.

"It's the first time I have seen it. It's not much worse than Aizen's Jinghua Shuiyue." Ichimaru silver opened his eyes slightly, and quickly understood the situation, "But like Jinghua Shuiyue, there must be a weakness. Otherwise, he would have used it a long time ago, so if he calculates it like this, he doesn't want to use it, but to the point where it is necessary.

Ichimaru Gin felt that his analysis was very correct, because it seems that if Fang Lang is not controlled by the "devil" and they don't need to do anything, the corpse soul world will soon be defeated.

"The problem is, slashing ghosts, shadow ghosts, erotic ghosts, demons, and the fifth ghost besides these four ghosts..." Ichimaru silver's mouth showed a traceless smile, "The opportunity will come soon!"

He thought to himself, but the Dongxian who was beside him couldn't help but said, "Master Ai Ran, what should I do now?"

"What to do? Interesting question." Ai Ran chuckled lightly. "What to do is only when the situation requires careful consideration."

"However, Fang Lang is under control, we are very hard on this side..."

"It doesn't matter." Lan Yan's complexion was calm, unmoved, but his gaze swept towards Jingle Chunshui, and no one knew what he was thinking.

As if feeling Lan Ran's gaze, Jingle Chunshui smiled and shouted at Fang Lang: "Hey, you go and deal with Lan Ran."

"Don't order me, boring ability, do you really think you can completely control me?" Fang Lang curled his lips in disdain, "This kind of kid's trick is at best to buy you some time."

"What a powerful mental power..." Jingle Chunshui felt the cold sweat oozing out, not because of Fang Lang's strength, but because of the opponent's willpower.

This unwavering state of self!

And this will, is wrestling with his'devil'!

"You bastard!" Broken Bee is angry, she has rarely got angry, but at this moment, she still feels sincerely angry, "Sorry it, Kyōraku!"

I saw the shattered bee's body, a shining white light appeared, and the spiritual pressure rose rapidly, reaching a million grids in an instant, and even more than that.

Spirit pressure is wrapped around her body, constantly wrapping around her body like a whirlwind. From a distance, it seems like a pair of hurricane wings have grown!

"Infinite instant coax!!"

When the state was completed, the broken bee punched the spring water of Jingle. Under this punch, a small typhoon was hit, and the strong wind almost broke the space.

"Hey, what kind of power is this? I haven't heard of it." Jingle Chunshui's hat was blown away, and the pink haori coat embroidered with patterns on his body was caught in the typhoon and instantly turned into flying.

"Not good enough!"

Jingle Chunshui swung two swords in a row, and immediately flew out with a spiral slash. However, when this slash hit a small typhoon, there was no resistance at all, and it was assimilated in an instant.

"It's... angered a lioness."

Before he finished speaking, the typhoon had already involved him, and his figure quickly disappeared into the blazing white wind.

"Kingle!" Fuzhu Shirirang's expression changed and he immediately wanted to rush to rescue.

However, a figure passed by in front of him, and a lazy handsome uncle blocked the way.

"Hey, don't make trouble, your opponent is me." Stark said lazily.

"Don't you hate fighting?" Ukitake Shiro frowned.

"I hate it, but if you run to save someone, I will be scolded." Stark sighed, took off his gloves, and looked at each other coldly, "The tenth blade, Keyatai Stark, Excuse me, Reaper."

On the back of his hand is the number "1"!..