While thinking about it, Unoka suddenly felt a pain in her arm. It turned out that Saraki's blade cut her left arm.

With a backhand swing, Zaraki retreated to dodge the knife, and according to the initial situation, the opponent couldn't react to the knife at all.

Zaraki also discovered this, until just now he had to be careful with every move of the opponent, now he can dodge or even fight back just by reacting!

Every time he lost his mind was like a new life, as if inexhaustible strength emerged from his body, making him stronger.

He swung his knife excitedly and slashed at Unoka again, but he didn't notice the flash of guilt in the other's eyes.

You only know that every time you come back from the gate of hell, you will become stronger, but you haven’t noticed it yet. You haven’t noticed that it’s not the stimulation of potential at all, but just regaining your own strength.

Zaraki Kenpachi, you yourself sealed your own power during the battle.

All of this is still due to the duel between you and me. In that battle, we both gained unprecedented joy from each other.

The only difference is that only you can feel the thrill of fighting at the limit in that battle.

And that is also my sin, I tried my best to touch your limit, but I couldn't go any further, Uzhihua secretly apologized in her heart.

She thought that Saraki at that time should be, no, he must have been very happy, looking around, there were all vulnerable debris, and there was not even an 'enemy' who could try a knife.

For him like that, Unohana thinks that he is the "enemy" that the other party meets for the first time and can compete with his strength. How commendable this is.

However, I was weaker than you at that time, Unoka sighed in her heart, obviously she is the one who has more years, obviously she is the one who has mastered more and stronger swordsmanship, but she is the one who is still young and more powerful. In front of Mu, everything about her seemed not worth mentioning.

The intuition that seems to be born for fighting now has no reason at all to swing the knife, it is simply hacking.

But she couldn't bear such an instinctive way of fighting. Although she had gained incomparable joy, she was the first one who would not be able to persist with the blood on her body!

In fact, it was not a bad idea to let her fall down at that time, at least, before she died, she really recovered the joy when she swung the sword in the first place.

But Zaragi didn't think so. After all, he was still a child, and it was the first time he was born to foresee someone who could be called an 'enemy'. Once he lost it, he might never have the chance to enjoy that kind of battle again. It was like tasting candy for the first time. Like a child in my life, I want to experience the taste of every second for as long as possible.

You think so too, Saragi Kenpachi. The so-called at that time, in order to cooperate with the weak me, subconsciously, little by little, quietly, deliberately sealed your own power, so that you could prolong the feeling that made you and me extremely addicted.

But to me, what a taste of despair, despair at the embarrassing self that made you seal the power.

That is destined to be the biggest sin in my life, the most humiliating experience, the most forgotten but never forgetting memory!

But fortunately, I found that every time you fight a strong enemy and walk through life and death, you will break your shackles a little bit, and slowly change back to the old you.

And now I am stronger than you, ten times and a hundred times stronger than you now!

Unoka pierced Saragi's chest with a knife, but the opponent hadn't lost consciousness yet, so she rushed forward, made another stab, and then performed Hui Dao again to heal Saraki.

So, I want to kill, kill a hundred times, kill a thousand times!

Therefore, I want to heal you, no matter a thousand times or a hundred times.

Until, let you return to the real you.

Until, wash away the sins I have carried for thousands of years.

Until, restarting the terminated battle is destined to usher in failure and death for me!

Seeing Saragi who was about to swing the knife with his eyes closed, Unohana didn't wait any longer this time, and directly slashed across the opponent's chest with the knife, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

She couldn't wait anymore, couldn't wait to see the person in front of her completely overlap with the original figure.

She also couldn't wait, couldn't wait to see, saw the man in front of her surpass him and fly to a higher place!

The wound on Saraki's chest was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and when the last wound healed, Saraki suddenly opened his eyes.

Holding the Zanpakuto in his right hand, he slashed at the Unohana in front of him, and fell back in the opposite direction. The power of this knife was extraordinary.

"It's just like that. After chopping me for so long, I should chop it well." Zaraki grinned, "But it's just such a knife, you won't be able to do it."

As soon as the words fell, Unoka's leaning body suddenly straightened, and the long knife in her hand was raised from bottom to top, and Saraki slashed down again while dodging sideways.

It's just that Unoka swiped back without even using her full strength, leaving only a shallow scar on Saraki's right face, and distanced herself from the opponent.

"Are you starting to speak up now? Do you think it's just like this, and I'm going to die?" Unoka stroked the wound on her body with her left hand, and with a rising white smoke, the wound on her body also Heals quickly.

"You probably don't know why I cultivated back to Dao."

Saraki held the knife in his right hand across his chest. Looking at him like that, it seemed that he really didn't know, or couldn't remember why Unokana practiced Dao.

"It seems that it hasn't been completely untied, but it's almost there."

As Unoka said, she put the Zanpakuto in her hand in front of her body, and rested the tip of the knife lightly on her left hand, "If that's the case, let's speed up the progress."

"Swastika..."

I saw that she slowly swung the knife and drew a semicircle in front of her body. The curved blade seemed to be elongated, and it seemed to melt in the process of swinging the knife, leaving a semicircular **** trace in front of her body. .

Endless viscous blood-red liquid flowed down from her elongated knife, and soon dyed the ground in front of her blood red.

No, Saraki suddenly realized that it was not just the ground in front of Unohana. Before him, including behind him, it seemed that the whole world had melted into a viscous blood-red liquid~lightnovelpub.net~ and then slowly flowed down. When did the space they were in have been completely dyed bloody!

"Swastika solution, everything is done!"

Unoka held the Zanpakuto in her hand in front of her face. It was a straight, blood-red knife, and the blood-red liquid was continuously left on the knife, as if it was endless. It made people fall into the blood pool hell. Gives people an inexplicable sense of weirdness.

"Children's play, stop here!"

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