Pirate’s Infinite Wings

Fang Lang was holding Uno Karetsu, but Kuchiki Byakuya stabbed him with a sword, trying to kill Fang Lang. The blade of his sword would definitely penetrate Uno Karetsu.

In order to kill him, these people joined forces to attack, even regardless of Unohana Retsu's comfort.

However, compared to Fang Lang's anger, Kuchiki Byakuya was completely shocked.

His full attack, the blade condensed with millions of levels of spiritual pressure, was actually caught by Fang Lang with one hand.

"How is that possible!" he said in shock.

However, at the moment when he was in a daze, Fang Lang's hand holding the sword blade suddenly loosened, and a palm pierced his abdomen.

puff!

Blood splattered everywhere!

Kuchiki Byakuya's face turned pale suddenly, he raised his hand to hold Fang Lang's palm, and said tremblingly: "You...you!"

"Noisy!" Fang Lang snorted coldly and suddenly withdrew his palm. Suddenly, a large amount of blood spurted out from the hole in his abdomen.

With a plop, Kuchiki Byakuya fell to his knees, gasping for air.

"It's not over yet!"

Kuchiki Byakuya's eyes were cold, and the cherry blossom-colored wings wrapped around him spread out, turning into hundreds of millions of flying blades, and suddenly enveloped Fang Lang.

"Stubborn." Fang Lang frowned. Now holding Mao Zhihualie, it was difficult to dodge, "Lingzi is subordinate!"

With a flip of his hand, Fang Lang's enchantress disappeared, but Kuchiki Byakuya's Senbonzakura was uncontrollably refined into spirit particles, condensed towards his palm, and finally transformed into a blade.

"What?!" Byakuya Kuchiki's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief, "What on earth are you!? This is not the God of Death...!"

Halfway through his words, the cherry-colored blade in Fang Lang's hand suddenly swung out, piercing Byakuya Kuchiki's chest and throwing him far away.

"Of course I am not the God of Death. I have transcended the God of Death and entered a higher dimension. Do you think only Aizen can do it? What a joke!"

Aizen relied on Bengyu, and Fang Lang used the fusion of three powers. It is not clear which one is better, but they are all powers that transcend the dimension of death.

The captains present were all shocked by this scene.

Ukitake Jūshirō's expression changed even more, and he coughed several times, "We worked together to take so many tricks, but we didn't get hurt at all!? How strong are you...!"

"It's hard to deal with now, I have a headache." Jingraku Chunsui's expression was solemn, and his usual calmness was gone from his face.

However, at this moment, the huge black rope of Heavenly Punishment King moved again!

"Fang Lang!!!" Komamura Zuozhen roared, and the huge blade fell towards Fang Lang as he danced.

Different from the previous one, this time, a huge amount of spiritual pressure was added to the blade. The million-level spiritual pressure turned into sword pressure, and its killing power was enough to split the Double Death Hill in half with one blow!

"The battle of the Shinigami is a battle of spiritual pressure. I will show you how to suppress an attack of this level with one hand."

Fang Lang's expression remained as usual, neither dodge nor dodge. He hugged Mao Zhihualie with one hand and raised his other hand to resist.

The power of the three phases exploded suddenly, and Fang Lang's whole body was enveloped in this power, shining with a faint golden light.

boom! !

The sword blade slashed down, but was easily blocked by the tiny palms. The burst of spiritual pressure spread in all directions, like thunder, lighting up the night like day.

"Blocked again!" Komamura Zuozhen stared, showing a sense of weakness.

"Holy fire!" Fang Lang opened and closed his mouth and spat out two words.

Suddenly, the surrounding spiritual energy was used by him, turning into blazing white flames, burning blazingly.

Almost a sun!

The blade of the Black Rope Heavenly Punishment King was dissolved in just a few seconds, and the flames passed along the blade to Pluto's body. The entire huge black armored warrior was wrapped in blazing white flames, and his body was shrinking and struggling.

"Ahhhh!" Komamura's left formation kept screaming, extremely miserable.

"Damn it, this flame can actually make even the atmosphere tremble!" Hitsugaya Toshiro showed a little fear. He found that his Hyōrinmaru could no longer control the moisture in the air.

The cold air condensed one moment was burned away by the flames the next.

Hitsugaya Toshiro's mind was shaken, his body was trembling, and he quickly lost his will to fight.

Kyōraku Shunsui on the side frowned, gritted his teeth, and his spiritual pressure began to rise for the second time!

"Swastika..."

"Wait a minute, your swastika is a large-scale orbital system, which is meaningless to him, and the gain outweighs the losses if exposed." Ukitake Jushiro immediately stopped him and said seriously: "In this situation, you can only attack. I'll help."

"Okay." Jingraku Shunshui took a deep breath, nodded, and the figure had already rushed out.

He jumped up high, and the two blades in his hands suddenly attacked Fang Lang from the side.

"Kill the ghost!"

"Does the one who is on top win?" Fang Lang glanced out of the corner of his eye. Without any fear, he retracted his right palm and grasped it in the air. The enchantress suddenly appeared and slashed away with his sword.

boom! !

The three Zanpakutō collided with each other, erupting in a flash of light.

However, in the midst of this, Jingraku Shunshui showed a look of surprise, "Ghost Slayer, your slashing power increased several times from a high position, but in the end, was it still blocked?"

"Don't stop it, you're done, Jingle!" Fang Lang chuckled, "Invisible blade."

At this moment, the enchantress's sword twisted and turned into nothingness. It penetrated Kyoraku Shunsui's swords and swept across the opponent's chest.

puff!

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere until

After being hit, Kyoryu Shunsui realized what he was doing and his expression changed drastically.

"What kind of ability is this!"

"Kyōraku!" Jushiro Ukitake yelled, his face turned pale due to injuries.

"And you, Ukitake." Fang Lang said lightly, holding the sword in the palm of his hand, extending his index finger, and a faint golden light appeared again.

"Virtual flash!"

The speed of condensation of this virtual flash and the strength of spiritual pressure can be said to surpass all Arrancars.

A golden flash suddenly shot out, heading straight for Ukitake Jushiro.

"It turned out to be a virtual flash! Fang Lang, you...!" Ukitake Shiroro showed an extremely deathly look. He did not dodge or dodge, and pointed out towards the virtual flash with a sword.

The moment the virtual flash touched the tip of the sword, it was easily absorbed. Through the amplification of the chain on the hilt, it was shot out again from the blade of the right hand.

The same golden flash, but the power is several points greater.

"Too naive." Fang Lang curled his lips and pointed out with a finger. Immediately, the golden flash coming towards him was disintegrated and condensed on his fingertips again. "It is four times as big as before. You have to be careful."

As soon as he finished speaking, suddenly, a huge golden virtual flash bombarded out! ..