[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

Putting Ni Fu leaning on the side of the reclining chair across his waist, he subconsciously flicked a thread, Hirako subconsciously opened his light gray eyes in the cold light suddenly reflected by the smooth blade, 【You... this Reiatsu is... ...Ichigo fought against Little Ur. 】

【Do you want support? 】Qibai is also clear and moist, reminiscent of the voice of Bingyuxiang hitting the pearl and walking the jade plate with a hidden smile,【Even if you take out the mask, the current Kurosaki Ichigo against the No.40 blade is still as high as 90.00% five . 】

After a brief moment of pondering, Hirako waved his hand in the thinking space, 【No, Ichigo's Reiatsu has been growing rapidly since entering the virtual circle. The heavier the pressure caused by the battle, the more amazing his growth rate will be.It's never a good idea to intervene in his battle. The reason why you say that is because you already have a complete plan, right? 】

[Oh, oh, I've been wanting to say this before, since you proposed this plan, you hardly raised any objections since I completed the details and started to implement it...] Qi Bai also smiled softly, [I don't think what I did To be able to gain the trust of others in this way, my lord. 】

【Point out the direction, and let the right people do the right thing.That's what being a leader should do. ] Hirako tightly gripped the back of the sword, and suddenly pushed the blade as bright as Qiushui into the slender and slightly curved scabbard, 【Give me the coordinates of Orihime Inoue. 】

【Oh, you really saw through——my thoughts. 】Qi Bai also readily gave the coordinates, 【Can I ask, how did you find out? 】

[Not being able to intervene in the battle does not mean that one cannot do other things.Although I'm not good at anything other than fighting, isn't there an expert in this field in Xuye Palace? ] Hirako raised his right hand and slowly pressed the beret that fell to his chest at some point on his head, 【Guess what kind of surprise Sosuke prepared for us?The Pure Land of Destruction. 】

[Bet with Aizen Soyousuke's fat time, a ten blade, numbered between seven and five. 】

The dome of Xuye Palace, before the tower.

The blue-haired broken face stood with his hands on his hips, his feet spread apart, in the middle of the rolling white sand in front of the blood-red pillar, his messy blue hair reckless like a burning blue flame.No. 60 Blade, with the hideous remains of the Leopard King mask remaining on one side of the jawbone, pointed at the thin, blond mask with a ferocious and ferocious smile that was unique to big cats before hunting: "Yo, wear The guy with the mask, that guy Aizen said really well, you guy who dragged on for so long, finally appeared."

Pingzi=dish=: "…………"——[Do you want the original flavor of fat times, or add a white fan liquid, freshly baked, the platinum package with a sticky feel and a strong smell is exclusively for VIP—— —Wang Zhifat times? 】

Qi Bai also ==, 【……………】

At the same time, the Big Boss Lan, who was in the storage room of Bengyu, tightened his chrysanthemum... That's impossible XD.

Sitting on the throne, the head of the master of Xuye Palace on the back of the bent hand tilted slightly, as if he was concentrating on identifying something, he pondered for a moment, and the action of lifting his jaw changed from the naturally drooping back of the hand to approaching The palm of the wrist, the narrow and sharp eyes staring deeply at a point in the void through the gap between the fingers, the soft and almost ambiguous voice of the Lord of the Void Circle dragged out a deep and meaningful coda, his lips The soft and unpredictable smile on the side was suddenly profound: "You are more calm than I expected, Captain Pingzi..."

"Squeak, Leopard King." The pure blue spiritual pressure soared into the sky, and the spiritual pressure that swirled against the sky stirred the cold and chaotic air in the virtual circle to form a spectacular cyclone.

Hirako's right hand, which had never held a knife, lightly pressed on his forehead, his gray eyes watched Grimmjow, who was gradually changing in the center of the tornado, through the gaps in his fingers, but there were irrelevant thoughts in his head. Question, [Do you want to open the plug-in? 】

Qi Bai, the strategic staff officer and tactical instructor, also reacted quickly, and responded coldly and calmly, [No need, but there is no need to reserve strength. 】

【Yeah, I was going to give Soyousuke a surprise. 】

【With all due respect, you have prepared enough surprises for him, my lord. 】

"The Claw of the Leopard King!" The blue sharp claws galloped forward, and the sharp claw marks across the dome tore the false sky. The eyelashes instantly appeared behind Guiren's blue cheetah.

The slender palms pressed against the shoulders covered with smooth and fine bone armor, and the Kansai dialect jokingly prolonged the ending: "Shouting out the names of moves while fighting, this habit is really stupid, little leopard."

Abnormally strong spiritual pressure fluctuations came from behind the right shoulder blade. Grimmjow instinctively gathered the spiritual pressure under his feet, and the instant explosion made his body appear on the top of the red pillar behind him. However, the heavy pressure on his shoulders remained It never disappeared, and the spiritual pressure behind him rose steadily to a creepy level.

Dangerous instinct and fighting instinct urged Grimmjow to launch Shunpo again, and then no matter whether Grimmjow appeared in the sky, the ground, rocks, sand seas, or even walls parallel to the ground at 90 degrees to the building, the shoulders The weight maintains the original strength without increasing or decreasing, and the hidden but increasingly dangerous Reiatsu is about to move a foot away, neither far nor near.

"What on earth do you want to do!" The figure appeared on the wall of the snow-white palace again, and the irritable No. 60 blade finally roared unbearably and turned around. The dazzling crimson flash, and the leisurely and playful Kansai dialect, "——Wang Xu's flash."

On the huge screen suspended in mid-air, the dazzling scarlet light filled the dim quiet room, and the spiritual pressure beam with a diameter exceeding the height of a person easily penetrated the snow-white building in front of him, and then hit the palace without rest. Extraordinarily thick walls - together with the Leopard King with his limbs wide open at the top of the beam of light.

The brilliance is gone, and the spiritual pressure is gone.The blue-haired broken face penetrated deeply into the thick wall by Xu Shan slowly slid down the wall, together with the shocking cracks extending in all directions on the hard and dense bone armor on the strong and graceful back.

The dark green sneakers suspended in the mid-air stepped on the devastated ruins after the smoke and dust had cleared, and the hunched-backed, blond-haired masque put his hands in his pockets unrestrainedly, poked his head slightly obliquely, and the entire screen Immediately filled with the blond man's flamboyant smiling face.

Then, the blond man who once occupied all the focus of the camera turned his eyes away, and slowly stretched out his slender and powerful palm to the teary-eyed first aid box standing in the smoke rising from the other end of the penetrated building, with an uncharacteristically close look. The Western accent was soft and gentle: "Hey, please leave here with me to save the knights who fought bloody battles for you, Your Royal Highness~~~~~~~~"

In front of the screen, the slender hands of the man with brown hair and brown eyes slowly put his fingers together on his chest to form an elegant steeple. His lowered eyelashes divided the gentle and illusory colors under his eyes into countless fragments, and each fragment was dazzling. With a brilliance that captivated people's hearts and bewitched their minds: "It only took one blow to defeat Grimmjow who was in the returning blade state... You sure enough, huh—"