Bleach: Seireitei's self-disciplined captain

The wind broke out!

The mighty spiritual pressure is like a river bursting its banks, or like an endless wind that destroys the world.

The blue-white wind wind entwines around the silver-white blade, becoming the protagonist in this barrier.

The blade fell.

The space seemed to be torn apart, and everything in the four directions was filled with dark cracks.

The endless blue flames rolled up under the strong wind, swallowed and merged, and turned into a terrifying fire scroll, covering the entire Yama Cricket Barrier.

At this moment, Dongxian Yao's expression was extremely stiff.

He had never thought that Suifeng, who exploded with all his strength, could have such terrifying power.

Amidst the majestic spiritual pressure and howling wind, Dong Xian felt like a small boat on a stormy sea, with the possibility of capsizing at any time.

At this critical moment of life and death, he also unleashed his full potential. Black-purple spiritual pressure surged over the Qing Chong, transforming into countless blades, trying to drown Sufeng.

Boom!

There was a crackling sound in his ears, and the remaining blue flames were flying, dotted in the fierce wind.

If this blow were placed outside, at least half of the atrium would collapse and turn into ruins.

However, in front of the slash that was about to fall, it was like a fly shaking a tree, without any effect.

The arm that swung down in Sufeng didn't even feel the slightest bit sluggish.

Pfft——

The sound of flesh and blood being torn apart rang in Dongxian Yao's ears.

The original stiff expression was replaced by shock, and hot blood sprayed out, staining the black Death Tyrant costume, and evaporated among the dancing blue flames.

A left arm rose into the air!

The severe pain from the fracture caused Tōsen Kaname's face to instantly twist to the extreme, and even his body trembled.

Sufeng stepped forward and held the trembling Qing Chong in his backhand.

The dark and silent hell of ignorance collapsed, and the deprived senses were restored again.

"It's over, Tosen Kaname."

Sufeng looked calm and said calmly, "Since you made the wrong decision, you have to pay the price for it."

As he finished speaking, he slashed down with another sword, slashing it down in front of Dongxian Yao.

Horrible lacerations almost penetrated his entire body, blood flowed out like a fountain, and cold despair swallowed up his reason.

Dongxian fell to his knees weakly, his spiritual pressure dissipated, and the barrier collapsed.

In the atrium, under the nervous gaze of all the team members, the huge black oval barrier exploded suddenly like a balloon that had been inflated to the extreme.

Countless black fragments flew by, turning into spirit particles and reintegrating into the atmosphere.

Two figures also appeared in front of everyone.

Sufeng is still the same as before, with the white captain's feathers fluttering in the hunting wind, his expression calm and calm.

most notable.

It was still the Zanpakutō he held in his right hand, but its style had undergone tremendous changes.

The original length of 80 centimeters has become 120 centimeters, with blue-white wind lingering on it, and a faint whistling sound can be heard.

Wisps of wind danced on the blade, even wrapping around Sufeng's body, matching the white feather fabric.

Sufeng just stood there, and as the wind moved, the ground around him was constantly being split, forming ravines.

Even from a long distance, just looking at it with the naked eye gives people a chilling feeling.

And this is the beginning of his Zanpakutō—

Lanyin!

Coincidentally, the previous captain of Division 9's Zanpakutō was wind-type, and the same is true for the current captain.

But Lan Yin's potential was far beyond Liu Che Quan Xi's Duan Di Feng.

It can even be said that the two are not on the same level at all.

If we say that the strongest fire-type Zanpakutō is Ryukenwaka, the strongest ice-type Zanpakutō is Hyōrinmaru.

Then the strongest wind-type Zanpakuto is Lan Yin who goes back to the wind!

and.

Until now, he still has not excavated the limit of this Zanpakutō.

Perhaps as he becomes stronger, he can show a different side again.

Right now, what Sufeng has mastered is only the initial solution, and there is still a certain distance from the swastika solution.

But for him, it was enough for the time being.

Don't you see, just after the initial solution broke out, he pressed the Dongxian want to rub on the ground after the swastika was released.

The figure on the ground was in stark contrast to Su Feng who was not injured at all.

Tōsen Kaname's left arm was completely cut off, and there was still a faint wind lingering around the smooth cut.

The huge penetrating injury spread from the left arm to the waist and abdomen.

The flesh and blood were torn open, and a large area of ​​bright red soaked the ground, as if hovering on the edge of life and death.

This is still under the condition of tracing the wind and converging.

If he had used a little more Reiatsu in his final slash, Dongxian would have been cut into two even pieces.

Sufeng restrained his spiritual pressure, and Lan Yin returned to his light attack state.

The sudden emptiness that came from deep in his body made his face turn pale.

Although the battle was won in a crushing manner, the consumption of spiritual pressure was also extremely terrifying.

Just cracking Yan Mo Cricket's ability to deprive the senses consumes most of Su Feng's spiritual pressure.

Coupled with the full blow after the initial solution, it consumed the little remaining spiritual pressure again.

Today's Sufeng is only superficially glamorous, in fact, the spiritual pressure has almost been completely depleted.

Good thing.

The density of spirit particles in the atmosphere of Seireitei is relatively high, and the spirit pressure recovers extremely quickly.

This state will not last long.

"Yagawaki, Satoya, came out to wash the floor."

When they heard Su Feng's order, the two team members were stunned for a moment, and then rushed out of the crowd using their hands and feet.

They are the seventh and eighth seats of the ninth team respectively.

Originally he was dissatisfied with Su Feng being the captain, but after seeing his previous power and the current battle.

That point of dissatisfaction has long been thrown out of the window.

The Tōsenyao who had mastered the swastika were all beaten like this. If it were them, they would probably be cut into seventeen or eighteen pieces.

At any time, the strong have the absolute right to speak in Soul Society.

Although the atmosphere of the Ninth Division is not like that of the Eleventh Division, which advocates absolute supremacy of force.

But as a god of death, the team members will also respect and admire the strong.

"This guy's not dead yet."

Sufeng sheathed his sword and said calmly, "Send it to the fourth division. With Captain Uozhihua's return to the path, he should be able to save his life."

Dong Xian wants to still have a lot of value.

If he died in the battle for the captain, Aizen, who was still planning on the surface, would inevitably change his overall plan.

By then, there is no way of knowing how far the situation will evolve.

At least for now, Sufeng still has some initiative.

Yanagawaki and Satoya looked at Tosen Kaname's miserable appearance and shuddered subconsciously.

After a brief daze, the two hurriedly packed it up, and then carefully cleared away the remaining blood stains on the ground. Finally, they carried Dong Xian on their backs and walked away in the direction of the fourth division team building in a shunpo posture.

When the two figures disappeared, only deathly silence remained in the atrium of Division 9.

Everyone looked at Sufeng with frightened eyes.

No matter how unruly the soldiers are.

The strength of the new captain undoubtedly left a very deep impression in their hearts...