Chapter 1043： Follow the nature, conform to the nature, so it is called virtue! (3)

"Sure enough...it's me."

The moment the man raised his head, a bitterness appeared in Lorde's eyes.

In fact, as he expected, the man sitting cross-legged under the sword grave had almost the same appearance as him, and even the fluctuations of his soul and the essence of Reiatsu were exactly the same.

From this point of view, they are the same person.

However, the only difference between them is the look in the eyes of that person who has gone through vicissitudes of life and carried endless hardships.

"Aren't you going to introduce yourself?"

Lord calmed down his complicated mood and asked.

"I am you, you are me..."

The man picked up a blade on the ground and said sternly: "Since you choose to come back here, it means... you have made a choice, then... come here. Put an end to this with your own hands!"

Do you want to make a move?

Lorde raised his brows slightly. He is an ordinary person now. How could he possibly beat this guy: "What ended this? Can you make it clearer? I'm just here to find a memory that I once lost."

"I know."

The man slowly raised the blade, with blood-red slaughter light flashing in his eyes, and said, "If you want to regain your memory, then defeat me."

"Did you make a mistake?"

The corner of Lord's mouth twitched, and he explained: "I just want to get back my memory, not to fight with you, and I can't use the power of death now, you..."

Swish-!

A huge azure blue sword energy slammed down like a broken waterfall.

In an instant, the vast sword energy roared past like a river of filial piety, grazing Lord's side and swept away into the distance. A cliff several tens of feet wide divided the entire city in two from the middle, and the void was filled with terrifying whistling. Sword intent.

A drop of cold sweat dripped down Lord's cheek.

The real feeling that he has never had before, the distance of death is so close to Chi Chi, as if every inch of skin and pores on the whole body are standing upright in trembling, and the brain nerves give him a hysterical warning.

Gu Dong......

Xu is the physique of ordinary people, so that the perception of fear and danger has been expanded to the limit.

"Nonsense, stop here."

The man looked at him calmly and said, "Now, you only have two choices."

"Either, draw the sword on the ground, defeat me, and regain your lost memory; or, give up resistance, stand there obediently, and I will kill you with my own hands, and then wait for the next meeting."

"Tell me... your choice!"

When the voice fell, it was a boiling tide of killing intent that engulfed the front as if it were real.

A gust of wind visible to the naked eye, under the boiling icy killing intent, devoured the surrounding things like a storm.

Lorde, who was silent on the spot, trembled uncontrollably.

It looked like... a big fish on the chopping block in fear and helplessness.

The man stared at him coldly without saying a word, as if waiting for Lord to make a choice, but the chill in his eyes became more and more intense.

The next moment, Lord lowered his head and turned his back towards the city.

"Choose to give up..."

The disappointment in the man's eyes filled his eyes, and the depths of Tong Kong were filled with violence: "Once again, you chose to escape."

However, just when he was about to kill Lord, he saw that the latter suddenly stopped and pulled out a rusty sword.

The blade is narrow and straight, not right in the middle, like a sword but not a sword, like a sword but not a sword.

The special shape of the wide blade and thick back makes the whole knife very heavy, even if it is just lifted, it is already very laborious.

Clang!

The straight blade slashed across the ground, ploughing out a long scar.

Lord took a long breath, stepped down at the same time, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and raised the heavy sword with the strength of his whole body, with a look of unyielding in his eyes: "Sorry, in my dictionary, Never give up two words."

"Courage is to be encouraged, but ... not desirable."

The man looked at him quietly, with a hint of joy in the depths of his eyes, but he was quickly hidden, and said sullenly: "In terms of the strength of an ordinary person, choosing a lighter weapon is the most important thing. Excellent choice."

"It's... just right for me!"

Lorde clenched the sword in both hands, and a sense of familiarity calmed his restless heart.

"good, very good."

The man grinned, seemed very happy, and said, "It's just that you, who can't even swing a knife freely, how do you end this?"

The voice fell, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

The sharp blade was wrapped in a strong wind, like a whole vast lake pouring down. The terrifying pressure made Lord's breathing difficult, and his momentum was completely suppressed.

boom--!

The blades collided, and the terrifying force poured down.

The earth with a radius of several hundred meters collapsed and shattered in an instant, and a terrifying storm surged into the sky like a tornado.

With the body of an ordinary person, Lord, who took the knife abruptly, bled almost instantly, his legs almost submerged in the ground, the muscles of his arms were torn, and his bones let out a hysterical whimper.

"Just let me... completely break your delusions!"

The man raised his leg and kicked Lorde's chest.

boom!

Lorde flew upside down, rubbing the ground and plowing out a bloodstain.

"Cough...cough..." Blood spurted frantically, and all the bones in his body seemed to be broken. Lord climbed up with difficulty. Clearly ahead, the severe pain almost broke his mind.

But... the man did not choose to stop.

"You can't beat me if you're still holding on to that boring fantasy."

The man approached strongly, and the moment he drew his sword, the mighty sword light swept through like a sea.

"Ahhh!"

Lorde screamed in anger, desperately squeezing the potential of his body, holding the sword with the remaining instinct, waving the sword to fight.

Even if he loses his spiritual power, he is still the one who inherits the name of Kenpachi!

He can be deprived of his spiritual power, he can be deprived of Zanpakutō, but the only thing that cannot be deprived is his previous efforts!

Kendo, Eight Thousand Streams, Yellow Spring!

At this moment, Lord actually cut out Huang Quan's sword skills with a pure human body!

Boom!

The two knives collided and sparks burst.

"Yes, that's it, this is the real you!"

The man's eyes became more and more excited, as if two flames were burning, and the high-pitched fighting intent ignited the surroundings.

The two fought fiercely like lunatics Every time the blade collided, a terrifying wind would be set off, and blood would be scattered.

Rather than fighting, it is better to say that Lord was unilaterally crushed.

Bones shuddered, muscles groaned.

Not a single finger, not a single muscle fiber can relax, or it will be crushed in an instant.

There is not even time to breathe or blink, as long as you get hit, your body and soul will be completely destroyed!

Under the almost crazy offensive, Lorde could only support.

The injury continued to increase, and there were continuous additions of knife wounds, each of which was deeply visible to the bones, and the flesh was rolled and blood dripped.

But...the memories are popping up!

Every knife slashed at him, it seemed to shatter the shackles that bound him.

"Very good, but...it's not enough!" The man's eyes flickered, and he let out a thunderous sound.

He stepped forward, knocked off Lord with the hilt of the knife, and then took advantage of the situation to lift up, the extremely cold light, like a broken waterfall, shot straight into the sky.

Swish!

Blood was like a waterfall, spilling under the ruins.

Lord took a few steps back one after another, as if he had lost the last bit of strength, and lowered his head.

"Now, do you remember?"

The man held the **** long knife and stared at the motionless Lord: "The name that belongs to you, the real name!"

"Ah...remember..."

Lord lowered his head, and the surging spiritual power visible to the naked eye rushed out again, turning into a mighty torrent, impacting the four directions of the world, and the boundless coercion came crashing down.

"Follow your nature, follow nature."

"In the beginning of the original heart, the nature is good, and the original self has no, so it is called... virtue!"

"My name is...Lord!"

"It's not Lord Carr, it's - Lord!!!"