Bleach: Stir Up the Situation

boom! The house on Hong Jiang's left collapsed suddenly, and a burly man slowly walked out of the ruins, shaking his head and looking unhappy.

"The same posture actually flew twice, and the clothes were torn. It would be too embarrassing if others knew."

The man adjusted his glasses, "I have to admit that your strength is beyond my imagination. It's a shame that Berenik died in your hands, but it's not too shameful."

"A person like you is worthy of serving His Majesty. It's a pity that you are not the God of Death, not even a Hollow. Your Majesty said that the only way to deal with the God of Death is to eradicate him!"

Hongjiang smiled, "You can also be called our companions. The captain said..." Well, it seems that the captain didn't say it, but it doesn't matter. "The captain's attitude towards the Quincy is that they can coexist."

"What an interesting guy. You misunderstood me. Even if you are strong enough, you are only qualified to be our slave." The burly man spread his arms and said arrogantly, "We Quincy are destined to follow His Majesty. No one can coexist with us who have accomplished the feat of creation. It is already a great honor to surrender to us.”

"It's a pity that you, the God of Death, are not destined to be so lucky. What a pity!"

"No need to say any more meaningless words, Kiruge." The robot Quincy named Bi said in an emotionless electronic voice, "Get rid of these two Shinigami as soon as possible. According to the data of space traction, there are other Shinigami in the silver Everywhere in the city.”

"Of course, of course, such a guy cannot be let go."

Jilujie said, taking two steps forward. At the same time, Bi and the thin man also moved forward. The three of them formed an encirclement and continued to press Hongjiang's space.

"But for a strong man like you, I am still interested in knowing your name. Correspondingly, I also want you to know whose hands you died in." Kilujie said, putting his hat on his chest politely. "Knights of the Star Cross, Kiruge Opi."

The upper half of the thin man's face was covered by large windshield glasses, and his expression could not be clearly seen. His voice sounded helpless, "Knights of the Star Cross, Nanana Najakup."

"Knights of the Star Cross, B. J. Quinn." B. still had the same emotionless electronic voice.

"Okay, let us know who such a powerful god of death is!" Kilujie opened his arms and asked impatiently.

He is still a very ceremonial guy, Hongjiang complained secretly in his heart, and curled his lips, "Hirojiang Diezuka, captain of the fifth division."

At this moment, Haiyan also came to Hong Jiang, looking alert to fight alongside him.

On the contrary, Hong Jiang pushed his Zanpakutō into the scabbard and didn't look like he was going to fight his opponent.

"Oh, are you giving up your weapons and surrendering?" Kilujie raised his eyebrows, "A wise choice, but unfortunately it cannot save your life."

"No, no, no, I just don't want to tangle with you anymore."

Bi interrupted without emotion, "You have no right to decide this matter." As he said that, gunshots appeared one after another on his body, and the remaining two people pushed further towards Hong Jiang.

Hongjiang crouched down, stepped forward with his right foot to do a lunge, and held the handle of the knife tightly with his right hand, "You must remember the name Diezhong Hongjiang, we will meet again."

"Do it!" Najakup shouted.

It's just that Hongjiang moved faster, and terrifying spiritual pressure suddenly emerged from his body, and even the air around him seemed to be blurred.

This terrifying spiritual pressure quickly condensed in his palm. The long sword was unsheathed. Following the trajectory of the sword blade, the spiritual pressure flew towards the three of them like a crescent moon.

The hilt of the Lingzi Sword in Kirujie's hand extended to both sides, forming a long bow at the gauntlet. The blue sword body turned into an arrow. When he was about to launch, Najakup on the side suddenly shouted, "Hurry up." retreat!"

The crescent moon in the sky became thinner and thinner. When it came to the three of them in the blink of an eye, it had turned into a thin white arc.

This is the result of compressing the already thick spiritual pressure in the air again, but such compression will inevitably lead to the collapse of the spiritual pressure structure. When it condenses to the maximum, it is the moment when it collapses and explodes!

The three of Jilujie quickly retreated. As soon as they pulled their front legs, the white arc of their back legs suddenly erupted, and terrifying spiritual pressure surged in the direction of the three of them like a tsunami. Even though they had retreated in time, they were still Wrapped in this spiritual pressure, his body flew out uncontrollably, smashing countless houses along the way.

"Breaking Dao Sixty-Eight, Nu Lan!"

Hongjiang shouted loudly, and a whirlwind suddenly rose up under his feet, reaching straight into the sky, like a huge pillar holding the sky. The wind was as strong as a howl, and as strong as a knife. It lifted up the land of a hundred meters in radius layer by layer, and turned it into pieces of gravel. , raging in all directions like a sandstorm.

The three of Kirujie had just escaped from the tsunami-like spiritual pressure. Most of the light black lines all over their bodies were actually stained red with blood. They were all small wounds. The injuries were not serious but they looked extremely embarrassed.

Just one move broke through their proud static blood equipment, and also brought them