Creak, creak


    After holding on for about half a minute, several tall buildings around finally couldn''t withstand the continuous bombardment of cherry blossoms and paper swords, and gradually fell down obliquely.


    For a time, the field was full of broken stones and iron filings, as well as cherry blossoms and paper swords flying around. It was dazzling.


    "Jian Jing, a thousand Sakura Jing Yan!"


    Under the control of spiritual pressure, the scattered cherry blossoms flew into the air again, and then gathered together in pairs to form thousands of pink soul chopping knives, which were neatly arranged in circles to surround the battlefield.


    Xiao Nan glanced uneasily at the thousands of soul chopping knives erected around him, secretly raising his vigilance to the highest.


    "This move is equivalent to the rudiment of the field. It has a good suppression effect on the enemies in it. Whether it''s ninja, ghost Road, or other energy, its power will be weakened."


    To her surprise, Zhang Han directly said the role of Jianjing. That expression, as if they were not fighting for life and death, but fighting each other, was quite strange.


    Zhang Han raised his right hand. A soul chopping knife in the knife circle fell into his palm. Then he flashed and rushed to Xiaonan quickly.


    "Whether it''s spirit pressure or chakra, it''s running a lot. It seems that he didn''t lie..." Xiao Nan tried it secretly. He felt like dancing in the mud. No matter what he did, it became a little difficult.


    In desperation, he could only turn into hundreds of millions of pieces of paper again and dodge Zhang Han''s chop.


    "If it''s just to avoid, it''s not enough! Upanishadism ? one bite of a thousand blade flower!"


    Zhang Han pointed to his left hand and immediately turned the direction around the knife circle. All the blades pointed to Xiaonan''s position.


    Although Xiao Nan knew in his heart that these were only physical attacks and could not cause substantive damage to himself. However, when being pointed by thousands of soul chopping knives, I still felt my scalp numb. Subconsciously, I turned into paper again and tried to escape the blockade of soul chopping knives.


    Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh


    All soul chopping knives flew out at the same time and went back and forth under the control of Zhang Han. Each lasing shot will pierce or cut several pieces of paper. Several times in a row, the pieces of paper of Xiaonan''s Avatar will be reduced at a speed visible to the naked eye.


    For a few more minutes, even if she can be papered, she can''t escape the strangulation of thousands of Sakura.


    "It seems that Jian Jing is a little profound for her... I''m afraid she can''t learn even if she shows the final scene."


    Seeing that Xiao Nan didn''t have any strength to fight back under the strangulation of those soul chopping knives, Zhang Han was slightly disappointed, raised his hand and was ready to take back the soul chopping knife.


    Just then, the pieces of paper flying in the air quickly gathered together, and Xiao Nan''s body flashed out again. At the same time, all soul chopping knives, like tracking missiles, quickly turned their direction and gathered towards her.


    "Hmm? Do you have a back hand?" Zhang Han raised his hand and paused a little.


    Xiao Nan''s left hand stroked his face. Suddenly, a white bone mask covered the whole face, and his white eyes turned black.


    "Is this... A mask?!"


    Not only did you succeed in obtaining the power of death, but also you can use the masked state?


    "How is that possible?"


    In Zhang Han''s memory, whether he himself, heizaki Ichigo, masked Junshi and others, they all have a virtual state because of the collapse of jade. Moreover, it is impossible for the fire shadow world to be empty, unless Zhang Han connects the world with the world of death in the future.


    So, where did Xiao Nan get it?


    "Damn it, it''s not white again!"


    Zhang Han frowned and thought that Bai might have sneaked into her body by taking advantage of Xiaonan''s absorption of Lingzi... But it was wrong to think about it.


    If so, Bai should have taken control of the body long ago. On the contrary, Xiao Nan seems to have successfully subdued the emptiness in his body and obtained a masked state.


    "It''s Xiao Ji."


    Without waiting for Zhang Han to understand, he saw the phantom of Diji appear on his side, "at the beginning, Xiaoji put a little white power into the little guy''s body. It seems that she succeeded."


    "Why do you do this?" Zhang Han asked strangely.


    "She''s not from the world of death. It''s hard to get the power of death. It''s too hasty for you to experiment with her without thinking about anything!"


    i see!


    Zhang Han suddenly realized.


    It is extremely difficult to obtain the power of the God of death with human beings. In addition, Xiaonan is not a person in the God of death world, and the probability of success is appalling.


    In this case, Xiaoji puts a little strength of Bai into Xiaonan''s body and takes it as the medium, but the possibility of success is greatly improved.


    It''s like transplanting intercolumn cells into Daiwa to obtain Mu Dun ability. The principle of the two is similar.


    At the same time, Zhang Han secretly regretted his recklessness. Fortunately, Xiao Nan has successfully transformed into a god of death. If he fails, he can''t regret dying?


    In the masked state, Xiao Nan''s spiritual pressure soared several times. When he was in a hurry, he flickered back and forth in the gap of the soul chopping knife. He cut or picked up the long knife in his hand and picked up all the blades that could not be dodged.


    Before long, he successfully escaped from the strangulation of qianrenhua.


    "This is an application of energy. You can try to gather the pieces of paper back into a soul chopping knife. Of course, it requires you to control the spirit pressure more finely..."


    Zhang Han took the trouble to tell Xiao Nan about the control mode of Jian Jing. With that serious expression, Xiao Nan looked embarrassed.


    In a trance, they seem to travel through time and space and return to 30 years ago.


    At that time, Mr. Han was the same, patiently guiding himself to obtain the power of death again and again.


    "Mr. Han, you seem to have forgotten your situation. Is that really good?"


    Penn interrupted their meaningless teaching. In his opinion, this is completely Zhang Han''s wishful thinking, trying to recall their childhood memories in this way


    I don''t know!


    "Yes! Then why do you call yourself a God? Just a pair of reincarnation eyes?" Zhang Han looked directly at Payne and said in a cold voice, "do you know that six immortals died in my hands just three years ago!"


    I don''t mean to pretend to be so forced. You dare to call yourself God. Who gives you courage?


    For Xiaonan, Zhang Han felt very guilty and wanted to make up for a large part of his mind. But he was not so patient with the blackened changmen.


    Anyway, we have to correct the fool''s three views first!


    "What?" "six immortals..."


    "Is that rumor true?"


    "Are you kidding?"


    During this time, the other five Penn appeared one after another. When they heard Zhang Han''s words, they were shocked beyond measure.