Chapter 757 The Roaring Prajna Ghost
The blood seemed to be endowed with life. It gathered into a trickle, and then entangled and intertwined into a rushing river.
Under the sunlight, the river flashed a strange red light, and the whole river was dyed the color of blood.
As time passed, the river became more and more turbulent. Finally, it submerged the entire land in a sea of blood like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.
In the sea of blood, the waves were surging and the waves were surging.
Each wave carried a strong murderous intent and violent spiritual pressure, submerging the ground within sight in this boundless sea of blood.
In the center of this sea of blood, Unohana Retsu stood proudly, her figure looming in the sea of blood, as if she had merged with this sea of blood.
Her body was covered with blood, but her eyes were shining.
Zaraki Kenpachi stood on the edge of the sea of blood, feeling this powerful momentum and spiritual pressure.
He looked up at Unohana Retsu, with a flash of surprise and excitement in his eyes.
He knew that this was Unohana Retsu's true strength.
He was not afraid at all, but even more excited. Because he knew that only by fighting with such an opponent could he stimulate his true potential.
"Draw your sword?"
Kenpachi Zaraki asked with a grin. He did not draw his sword, but chose to chop with Unohana Retsu again.
He believed in his strength and could compete with Unohana Retsu even without drawing his sword.
"Dang!" A deafening collision sound echoed on the sea, and Unohana Retsu's sword and Kenpachi Zaraki's sword met again in an instant, and the sparks from the collision were like bright stars in the night sky.
This time, Unohana Retsu did not give Kenpachi Zaraki any chance to breathe.
With a crisp "click", Kenpachi Zaraki's blade actually cracked under Unohana Retsu's fierce attack.
Unohana Retsu seized this fleeting opportunity, and her power burst out like a torrent. Her sword was even more fierce, instantly splitting Kenpachi Zaraki's sword and knocking him hundreds of meters away.
Kenpachi Zaraki rolled in the air, and several deep wounds were cut on his body by Unohana Retsu's sword.
He struggled to stand up, his eyes full of unwillingness and anger.
He understood that Unohana Retsu's strength at this time had reached a height he had never seen before.
Unohana Retsu's state at this moment can be described in four words-killing heart.
Her body seemed to have turned into a huge energy furnace, constantly transforming her own killing intent into power and spiritual pressure.
This was a killing intent that had been suppressed for hundreds of years, so strong that it was unimaginable, and it made Unohana Retsu unable to remain calm and rational, even if there was any, it could not be transformed and consumed.
So her current spiritual pressure was manic and peaceful, contradictory and unified, and contained endless power.
Her long hair fluttered in the sea breeze, and her clothes were also dyed bright red, as if they were integrated with this sea of blood.
The steaming blood was floating on the sea, making Unohana Retsu look even more unreal.
Her figure appeared and disappeared in the sea of blood, like a ghost.
Her long sword was full of blood color, and every swing seemed to split the entire sea of blood.
Kenpachi Zaraki felt the powerful spiritual pressure and murderous intent emanating from Unohana Retsu, and a strong sense of crisis rose in his heart.
The flashes of swords and shadows intertwined in the sea of blood to form a thrilling picture.
The swords of Unohana Retsu and Kenpachi Zaraki collided and offset each other, and every collision made a deafening noise.
Their figures shuttled and jumped in the sea of blood, like two ghosts dancing in the sea of blood.
However, as time went on, Kenpachi Zaraki gradually felt the horror of Unohana Retsu's strength.
Although he tried his best to fight back, Unohana Retsu's power seemed endless and endless.
This time, Unohana Retsu did not give Kenpachi Zaraki any chance to breathe.
She moved, and her figure disappeared and flashed in the sea of blood like a ghost, with a speed so fast that it was dazzling.
Her long sword flashed cold light in the moonlight, with a strong blood color, like a bloodthirsty dragon, and suddenly slashed towards Kenpachi Zaraki's shoulder.
Kenpachi Zaraki felt an unprecedented sense of crisis. He tried his best to dodge, and his figure drew a beautiful arc in the sea of blood.
However, Unohana Retsu's attack was like a thorn in the bone, following his figure closely, and finally left a deep wound on his shoulder.
Blood gushed out of the wound in an instant, staining Kenpachi Zaraki's clothes red.
He felt a sharp pain, as if thousands of needles were piercing his skin.
On the battlefield where the sea of blood was churning, the air solidified, and it was so oppressive that people could not breathe.
Kenpachi Zaraki did not sink into the sea of blood.
A low and hoarse roar came from the depths of his throat, like a beast roaring, shaking the air around him.
The spiritual pressure that permeated around him, like the calm before the storm, gradually gathered into a point, and then suddenly burst out, breaking through the shackles of the sea of blood, and also breaking through the sword lights and shadows carefully arranged by Unohana Retsu.
Zaraki Kenpachi stretched out his right hand, and his palm instantly became as hard as iron, as if it had turned into the strongest scabbard.
He held his soul blade tightly, and then pulled it hard, and a huge soul blade was pulled out of his hand.
A cold light flashed on the blade.
A strong spiritual pressure and murderous intent emanated from the blade, sweeping across the entire battlefield like a violent storm, making people feel terrified.
"Roar, roar, roar, roar————"
The Soul Blade made a deafening sound of breaking through the air, announcing its arrival to the whole world.
Kenpachi Zaraki held the sword in his hand, feeling the power coming from the blade, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
"Is this your sword drawing?"
Unohana Retsu looked at the huge sword in Kenpachi Zaraki's hand, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Yes, it's called Hannya Menggui."
Kenpachi Zaraki smiled proudly, and then explained.
"The ability of this sword is to increase my strength and spiritual pressure by multiples. Now, I have strengthened it to twice."
Unohana Retsu nodded slightly, she understood what this meant.
Double the strength and spiritual pressure are undoubtedly a huge improvement for a warrior like Kenpachi Zaraki.
"Very good, you have completely surpassed your previous self..."
Unohana Retsu said with relief.
She looked at Kenpachi Zaraki.
"Now, let's completely put everything aside and fight to our heart's content!"
Before Unohana Retsu finished speaking, he had already swung the sword in his hand.
A swift hurricane of sword energy burst out from Unohana Retsu's sword, and attacked Zaraki Kenpachi like an overwhelming force.
The mighty hurricane came with the power to destroy everything.
However, Zaraki Kenpachi had no intention of dodging.
