Pirate’s Infinite Wings

A pair of shining white angel wings, a pair of blazing phoenix wings burning with golden flames.

At this moment, four wings appeared on Fang Lang's back, like a battle angel, sacred and awe-inspiring.

With the absorption of the Phoenix King, Fang Lang's two-phase power was growing rapidly, and he naturally lowered the dimension and merged towards the three-phase.

Fang Lang's body was filled with overflowing colors, sometimes blue, sometimes gold, extremely unstable.

The same is true for the spiritual pressure, which suddenly increased to more than three million bars, and then suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Everyone in the Seireitei's Shinigami can feel this spiritual pressure. This unfamiliar spiritual pressure gives them a great shock.

The spiritual pressure rising in the fluctuations quickly exceeded four million bars, and seemed to reach a critical point. Suddenly, it completely disappeared, and no one could feel its existence.

"Huh... it's stable." Fang Lang flapped his wings and slowly landed on the hill with the word "Double Death". He raised his right palm, and a stream of spirit particles appeared in his palm.

This tiny stream of spirit particles contains so much power that even a vice-captain-level Shinigami will be instantly defeated by one blow.

Fang Lang bent his fingers and jumped towards the dark place in the distance.

The spirit stream turned into an electric snake, suddenly jumped out, illuminated, and then was extinguished by a palm.

But at this moment, Fang Lang saw the other party's face clearly.

"How long have you been watching from the side, Sister Hua?" Fang Lang asked lightly. The other party's reclusiveness was indeed powerful. He was so immersed in the fusion process that he didn't notice it before.

"Three minutes, starting from the time you defeat the Phoenix King and absorb it." Uozhihualie slowly walked out of the darkness, her body seemed to be melted by molten iron, peeling off the darkness covering her body bit by bit.

"Thank you. It was really hard for me to be disturbed at that time." Fang Lang nodded and said, "But it only took me forty seconds from liberating the Phoenix King to killing it. How did you do it in such a short time?" Did you get here in forty seconds?"

"Indeed, only forty seconds is not enough. But before that, when the blue spirit flame erupted at the south gate, I had a gambling mentality and chose one of the three, and chose the Hill of Two Deaths." Smiling like a white rose, "I win. Fang Lang, as the captain of the Gotei Thirteenth Team, I have no choice but to arrest you here."

As she spoke, she slowly drew out her Zanpakutō.

Fang Lang laughed in surprise and said, "Are your perceptions dull? Faced with me in this state, you still want to arrest me... If you really think so, you should take action beforehand."

"Yes, from what I feel, you have no spiritual pressure at all, you are just an ordinary human, but ordinary humans do not have four wings." Unohana Retsu's smile gradually faded, and he said in a serious tone: " Take out your Zanpakutō, if I lose, this is my dying request."

This woman... Fang Lang frowned and said, "Okay, as you wish, but I have to say something first. If you lose, come with me. If I lose, it's up to you."

Hearing this, Maozhihualie's eyes widened slightly, and he nodded after a moment, "If I lose, it's up to you."

After saying that, her eyes turned cold, and the spiritual pressure around her began to increase dramatically.

One hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, four hundred thousand, eight hundred thousand, one million...!

"All the swastikas are gone!"

When the spiritual pressure soared to the sky, Unohana Retsu's spiritual pressure increased sharply again.

One million, 1.3 million, 1.6 million, 1.9 million, two million...three million! !

"Oh... there are actually three million levels of spiritual pressure, which is a bit scary." Fang Lang narrowed his eyes and thought to himself.

With the burst of spiritual pressure and the Zanpakutō's swastika, Unohana Retsu's Zanpakutō "Rokushizuku Sui" turned into a bloody blade. Not only that, the Zanpakutō's blade and the surrounding environment seeped out over a wide area. blood!

Starting from where Maozhihualie stood, a large amount of blood spread towards Fang Lang.

Fang Lang moved his right hand, and the enchantress appeared in his palm. He waved it gently, and an invisible sword energy suddenly slashed out.

Facing this blow, Maozhihualie just raised the blood blade lightly, and the moment the slash touched the blood blade, it quickly disappeared into nothingness.

"here we go."

There was a fighting spirit in Mao Zhihualie's eyes. With a slight jump, he came to Fang Lang's head and slashed hard with the scimitar in his hand.

Fang Lang raised his eyes and saw that when the bloody blade was slashed, the blade was less than five centimeters away from his head. However, when the blade passed a distance of five centimeters, Fang Lang's figure had already dodged backwards.

The bloody blade stood on the ground of Shuangshou Hill, and immediately, the ground was melted into blood.

"It can melt the chopped objects into blood. I wonder if it will be effective on humans?" Fang Lang raised his eyebrows.

"It works." Uozhihua Lie showed a gentle smile, "So if you get hit by me, you will die."

As soon as he finished speaking, Maozhihualie appeared in front of Fang Lang, and stabbed Fang Lang's chest with the scimitar in a straight thrust.

"Sister Hua, even if you have mastered the swastika, your speed is only so-so." Fang Lang was very calm, and the enchantress gently lifted up to block the thrust of the blood blade.

"That's so naive. Uzanagi's Shizuku Sui is made of blood. It can even bend and extend!" Unohana Retsu suddenly shouted softly.

Suddenly, the bloody blade blocked by the Enchantress turned around in a curved form, bypassing the Enchanter's blade, and stabbed Fang Lang's chest again.

With a distance of just ten centimeters, generally speaking, no one would be able to react to such a change.

Even Fang Lang, who has the power of two phases, will be half a beat slower.

However, at this moment, a left hand suddenly

He pinched the bloody blade and held it firmly, making it stop in front of his chest and unable to move forward.

"No...possible! You..." Uozhihua Lie lost his composure for the first time, showing an inexplicable look of surprise.

Fang Lang looked serious, suddenly grinned, and said: "Jingxue Suit. Even if you are a swastika, you can't hurt me. The outcome of this kind of competition is determined from the beginning. Sister Hua, just follow me." .”

"Let's go? Where to go?" Uozhihua Lie said in a tired tone as he suffered a great mental blow.

"Of course, come to me and give me some fat, white children." Fang Lang teased with interest. ..