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Kurosaki Ichigo in the Spell Return Battle Chapter 16: Hitting the Door

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    Chapter 16: Go to the door

    "Huh——"

    Early the next morning, Kurosaki Ichigo sat up from the bed and shook his shoulders: "I feel that the recovery is much faster than in the previous world."

    Kurosaki Ichigo felt the pressure of the spirit in his body, and his pupils were dyed with blue light: "That's it."

    After taking a nap, he felt that his spirit pressure had recovered.

    'This time, we should not only meet the real person, but maybe also meet that fake Xia Youjie.  ’ Kurosaki Ichigo thought to himself: ‘And Gojo Satoru will follow, maybe he can kill them all once and for all!  '

    Once it is completed, it means that what I can do in this world is almost the same.

    After all, he had heard that "Spell Return" was coming to an end.

    Comparing the fake Xia Youjie 'Ruso' according to "Naruto", it is either Uchiha Madara or Uchiha Obito level BOSS, probably at Uchiha Obito level.

    And the level of Uchiha Madara should be two-faced Nuo.

    That is to say, as long as the rope is killed, there will be no troubles.

    Kurosaki Ichigo didn't call Gojo Satoru directly, but closed his eyes.

    Feel carefully——

    Calm down

    I can feel the fluctuations of the souls around, those weak curse spirits Kurosaki Ichigo can feel that as long as he releases the spiritual pressure, these weak spell spirits will be crushed to death immediately.

    'Not thesemore distant, more familiar sensations'

    Buzz——

    "felt it——"

    Kurosaki Ichigo walked to the window and looked into the distance: "Is it over there?"

    Although there is a distance, but I really feel that familiar soul wave, the unique soul wave.

    "This way we can locate his position."

    And around the real person, you can still feel a lot of soul fluctuations, the distance is very close, not the kind of 'close' of one meter or two meters, but the kind of one centimeter or two centimeters.

    As soon as you think about it, you know that it is the human soul transformed by the real person using his own spells, shrinking it to the extent that it can be held in the hand as a weapon.

    "It really makes people angry." Kurosaki Ichigo felt a little angry in his heart.

    Without waiting any longer, he called Gojo Wu directly, called him over, and went to fetch the group of super magic spirits together

    "Things are not going well." In a place far away from human habitation, the real person put on his clothes and sighed: "We did not attract those magicians, but were stopped by an inexplicable person."

    "Yeah, and the samurai hasn't contacted him yet, so I don't know what's going on." He said, still wearing Xiayou Jiepi's brain, he didn't think that "samurai" would die.

    His strength is beyond imagination, and he has no magic power. If it is him, he might be able to fight Wujou, and even if he can't win, he can delay for a long time.

    With such a character, no one in this world can win except Gojo Satoru.

    In this case, it should be somewhere else after completing the task

    Naohua was thinking about the movement of the warriors in his heart. He would not believe that someone with such a powerful force suddenly joined them without any conspiracy, but he was very greedy for this combat power, so he could only swallow the sugar coating.  The shells hit back.

    It's just that for now, he still doesn't know what the man's shell is.

    Although the two sides left a telephone number for communication, they have not been able to get through so far.

    "Anyway, first of all, Wujo Wu must be sealed." Lehu, who had consumed a lot of mana and looked like he was only the size of a child, said, "If he is still there, all our actions will be impossible."

    "That's right, that's exactly it." Naohua said with a smile: "So we—"

    Before the words were finished, a change occurred in the sky.

    A black vortex appeared from the sky, and then flowed around.

    [Born from the dark, blacker than black] [Dirty and filthy, everything is gone]

    "This is——? Tent?" Naohua's expression, which had always been very calm, changed. At this time, the tent was put down, which means that they were discovered!

    Why?  Who is it?

    Is it a samurai?  Has that guy turned traitor?

    Buzz————!  !  !

    The next moment, Naohua felt his body sink, not only him, but everyone here felt as if something had been pressed on them.The space began to tremble violently.

    Originally, they wanted to escape from the tent immediately, so their bodies paused for a moment, and their brains trembled for a moment.

    The worst thing is the leak.

    In the previous battle with Gojo Satoru, all his parts were removed except for his head. Although this injury was not fatal to a curse spirit like him, it also consumed a lot of magic power.

    It has not recovered until now, so it looks like a child.

    But at this time, the sudden strong sense of oppression made others feel that their bodies were only heavy, and they could quickly ignore them after concentrating their spell power.

    Therefore, he was in the worst state. He almost knelt on the ground when the spiritual pressure suddenly came over him, but this place was convenient for him, so he managed to recover: "Damn what happened?  What's wrong!?"

    Especially seeing that other people's conditions are so much better than his own, it is even more uncomfortable for Liu Hu. He could have been said to be the top of these people!  At least stronger than a real person!

    What is the result now?

    If he was in his heyday, he could ignore these things, but now, looking at his height of just over one metermaybe less than one meter, you can tell how bad his current state is.

    For the same weight, it feels completely different for a healthy human being to resist it, and for a seriously injured one to resist it.

    "This feeling—"

    The condition is a bit better than that of Leuhu, but there are not many real people who are not much better, because his own spells are not affected that much, he looked at the tents that were put down around and said: "Xia You, it seems that it is too late to escape.  .”

    "That's right, the feeling of this accountis Wujo Wu." Naohua gritted his teeth and said, how could the account put down by a person of Wujo Wu's level be easily broken?

    "What—!? Gojo Satoru!?" Lehu, who was oppressed by the spirit pressure, said reluctantly now: "Damn it! How can we be the opponent of Gojo Satoru right now! It is definitely the samurai! I said that human beings cannot  letter!"

    "No, not a samurai." The real person looked into the distance and said, "The samurai is probably dead."

    "What?"

    "This feelingI've felt it before! It's the person who fought with me before. He is still alive, and he came to the door. It means that the samurai has lost. Even if he is not dead now, he should be arrested.  Torture, right? That’s why we know where we are.”

    "In short, Gojo Satoru is nearby." Naohua calmed down and said, "Try to avoid fighting, the first choice is to destroy the account as soon as possible and escape!"

    Buzz——!  !  !

    At this time, the tent was completed, and the pressure on them suddenly increased. Wearing a black death suit, Kurosaki Ichigo appeared in the sky with a black spiritual pressure wrapped around him.  On top of Tiansuo Zhanyue, half of the sky is covered.

    "Crescent Moon———Sky Chong—————!!!!!!?
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