"What a shame, I encountered this ability."

Taking a few steps back and carefully distanced himself from Suzuki Nan, Don Quixote glanced at the scars left on his shoulders and a wry smile appeared on his face.

Retracting his arm, Suzuki Nan held the knife in both hands, and his feet were shocked, and his body rushed towards Don Quixote.

"Why did the other party suddenly become so full of fighting spirit? It's not good!"

Don Quixote's body shook and avoided Suzuki Nan's attack. Even now, he still didn't want to fight Suzuki Nan directly. He just kept dodging, as if he was really waiting for the result of the battle between Muyang Kimura as he said.

He swung his sword and cut into the empty space unexpectedly, but there was no surprise on Suzuki Naru's face. His gesture of holding the knife changed, without any hesitation, and he cut horizontally towards the edge with a knife.

Puff~~

A bloodstain appeared on Don Quixote's abdomen again, scaring him so much that he quickly took a few steps back, and the speed was so fast that even Suzuki Nan knew where he was going, he could not keep up with his speed.

"It's so lingering, I almost die."

Recalling the few slashes he had swung against his body just now, Don Quixote's eyes were full of gratitude. If he hadn't been fast enough, he wouldn't know how many segments he would have been cut into in the previous few confrontations, but even so, many scars were left on his body.

"Damn it, this guy is really difficult. Is it still impossible to solve it if he is like this?"

With the arm holding Zanpakura unconsciously adding some strength, Suzuki Nan's heart was also very uneasy. Unexpectedly, he rarely used this ability. He still couldn't knock down this void. Has the comfortable life of these years made me retreat to this level? It seems that I really should exercise well.

But, I have to deal with this guy first.

Suddenly, he retracted the Zanpakura into the scabbard. Suzuki Nan held his scabbard in one hand and held his Zanpakura with the other hand, and his body showed a relaxed posture. He raised his footsteps and walked slowly towards Don Quixote.

"Dangerous! Dangerous!!"

Seeing Suzuki Nan's posture, a severe sense of crisis suddenly arose in Don Quixote's heart. That feeling was many times stronger than when Suzuki Nan used "Yizuki".

"Damn it, why is the battle in Neutra not over yet? I don't want to fight such a dangerous woman!"

Although he tried hard to suppress the tension in his heart, Don Quixote's body still took a few steps back uncontrollably, and the instinctive sense of crisis drove his body to keep retreating.

Click ~

Before he knew it, Suzuki Naru had already walked to Don Quixote, and pushed his finger holding the scabbard upwards, making a sound.

Several sword lights appeared next to Don Quixote at the same time, locking all his retreat.

"I've suffered it!!"

puff--

With the knife drawn into the sheath, Suzuki Nan's feet became soft. The sword drawing technique just now seemed easy. However, it had to be performed six times at the same time. While drawing the sword, you also had to peek and analyze the other party's psychology. Be sure to achieve a one-hit kill. Because after using this move, her body will have a few seconds of power loss. If she cannot succeed, the danger is herself, but fortunately, she succeeded.

"What a shame, my body was cut into two pieces."

A voice suddenly came from behind. Suzuki Nan's body, which had been relaxed, suddenly shook, and all the muscles in her body became tense.

"What! How is it possible!!"

Turning his head slowly, Suzuki's eyes suddenly contracted.

The person who appeared in front of her was a body that was cut into two pieces by a knife. The injury of that level was not something that could be ignored no matter how you look at it. However, the guy in front of her was just like this and was still talking indifferently.

"Oh no, oh no, really, big sister, you are so heavy, it's hard to get chopped like this. At least keep my main torso together."

The body was cut into two parts from one side of Suzuki Nan's head, but Don Quixote seemed to have no feeling. The part of his body that kept his head and one right hand fell to the ground, his eyes facing Suzuki Nan's face, as if he was not him who had just been cut into two parts.

This guy has no other emotions, no feeling about being cut into such a body, and no other emotions about me who cut him into such a body.

Standing up and recovering his emotions, Suzuki Nan opened her eyes wide and looked at the guy opposite him, and at the same time activated her ability to read the other person's heart, but she got this result.

"How is it possible? Is this guy really false? Even a saint won't be like this, but he doesn't have any resentment."

"But it really hurts. Well, it just hurts when the old guy didn't repair it."

Don Quixote's lower body, lying on the ground, stood up automatically, walked to the upper body, and picked it up. The scene, no matter how you look at it, was very inconsistent, making Suzuki Nan who was watching the opposite side feel creepy.

"Really, my body has been beaten like this, so I won't continue fighting anymore. In this case, Neutra has no reason to say to me."

Holding his body and barely putting it together, a trace of thought appeared in Don Quixote's eyes.

Speed ​​regeneration! Although the speed is very slow and cannot match the word speed at all, this is indeed regeneration.

His eyes were fixed and he stared at Don Quixote's slowly recovering body. Suzuki Nan's wrist tightened. Since he couldn't kill him once, he would do it again.

"Ah...ah--No! Don't take action anymore, Sister Death, I've said it, don't fight you anymore. Look at my body like this, you can't fight at all. Do you have the heart to attack such a person?"

Seeing Suzuki Naru's movements, Don Quixote's body shook and said in a panic. As he said, he subconsciously waved his hand, but his body that had not yet been connected almost broke again.

"No matter what your identity is, your body is now, the enemy is the enemy. This was confirmed the moment you blocked my way and will not change because of anything."

As he said this, Suzuki Nan closed his eyes again and made a fighting posture.

"This is...!!"

At this moment, the bodies of the two confronted each other were slightly shocked, and the spiritual pressure that was colliding there stopped.

"Has Neutra been defeated? It's so fast. What kind of enemy is it?"

"Hey, Sister Death, I have no reason to fight with you now. The person who forced me to participate in the battle is dead. What's the point here for us to stop? Moreover, your original purpose is to save people. If you don't hurry up, the spiritual pressure of the Death over there will be completely gone."

"I'll let you go this time. If I confront you again, I will definitely cut you under the knife."

Knowing that the other party was indeed reasonable, Suzuki Nan hesitated for a moment, then put away the Zanpakura and rushed towards Rukia quickly.

"Huh~~ It's great. I saved my life and thought I was dead."

Seeing Suzuki Nan leave, Don Quixote suddenly fell to the ground. He was really afraid that Suzuki Nan would kill him regardless of the consequences. After all, what he thought in his heart could not escape Suzuki Nan's ability. She should have known her situation and almost completely lost her combat power.

"Have you really saved your life?"

A joking voice suddenly rang in Don Quixote's ears.

The hairs all over his body suddenly stood up, and Don Quixote turned his head stiffly, looking at Mu Yang Kimura standing beside him, feeling despair in his heart. When he was the weakest, he actually met this guy. It seemed that he was really dead this time.

"My Lord Death, don't kill me. I'm just a trivial emptiness. Kill a guy with no power. You are not willing to do it if you are a strong man like you."

Looking at Mu Yang from Kimura, Don Quixote begged with a pitiful look. The guy in front of him solved the fiftieth blade Noitra in a short time. He had not suffered any damage at all, and even his clothes were not damaged. It was so terrible!

"Although I don't know who you are doing this for, I won't force you to fight a guy without any fighting spirit like you. Goodbye, interesting breakup."

He glanced at Do Quixote with deep meaning, Muyang Kimura's body flashed and disappeared from the spot.

"What a terrible guy. Although he doesn't have the ability to see through other people's thoughts like that female god of death, he feels like he's seen through it. It's really unhappy."

"Ah? Being seen through? Is it something? It's so strange to be seen through by a man!"

After a chill, Don Quixote stood up. At some point, all the injuries on his body had recovered.

"I'd better run away as soon as possible and find a safer place to stay. Fighting or something is still not suitable for me."

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"The battle is over, and Mr. Kimura is the winner, and Miss Suzuki's spiritual pressure is also rushing to Kuriki's side. It's so great."

Inoue Orihime felt the spiritual pressure in the distance, and a hint of relaxation appeared on her face. If any of Kuriki and his classmates were sacrificed because they came to save her, she would be ashamed to death.

"But, Kurosaki classmate..."

Looking at Kurosaki Ichigo who was in front of him who was fighting fiercely with Glimjo, Inoue Orihime's hands were unconsciously clamped. Even if Kurosaki defeated Glimjo in front of him, there were other ten blades. Doesn't it matter if Kurosaki's body is not important?

"Come on, Kurosaki! It doesn't matter if you can't win, but don't be hurt anymore, Kurosaki!" (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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