Bard felt as if his body had been struck by a meteorite falling from the sky. In the instant he was hit, his brain even lost consciousness, and he flew dozens of meters away, landing on the distant street.
If it weren't for the protection of Blut Vene Anhaben, this punch would have been enough to kill him.
Why did such a monster exist among the Shinigami?
This was different from all the Shinigami he had encountered before.
Bard reached for his stomach and found that his left ribs were broken into several pieces. If he didn't get urgent treatment, he would be in big trouble.
Yamabuki didn't give him any time to recover, directly Shunpoing behind him and slamming Bard's head fiercely into the ground.
Bard didn't even let out a scream this time. Although he hadn't lost consciousness, he was temporarily unable to fight anymore.
Yamabuki wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. If the Sternritter of this era were all at this level, he still had the confidence to deal with them.
In this era, there was no Vollständig. Even if they awakened the power of the Schrift, the overall strength of the Sternritter was far inferior to that of the Gotei 13 Captains.
"This is great! Not only did I catch a pretty little girl, but I also captured a core member of the Quincy. The Old Man will definitely give me a raise, probably!" Yamabuki fantasized.
"You bastard!!!" Bard hadn't expected this young man's strength to be so terrifying. Once he got serious, he could defeat him in such a short time.
If Oborozuki fell into the enemy's hands, who knew how she would be treated! What to do?
Yamabuki raised his Zanpakutō, preparing to sever all of this man's limbs and then take him back to Soul Society. This way, the mission would be considered complete.
However, just as he was about to strike, a chain suddenly flew from a distance and wrapped around his wrist. Yamabuki frowned slightly. There were accomplices?
He quickly switched his sword to his left hand and slashed at the chain.
But to Yamabuki's surprise, even with his full power, the chain showed no damage whatsoever.
This instantly made him take it seriously!
"Who?" Yamabuki looked towards the end of the chain.
Standing in the distance was a voluptuous older sister with a tear mole at the corner of her eye, dressed in a white uniform, wearing white gloves. She was about twenty-five years old, very tall, nearly 1.8 meters, and exceptionally well-endowed. Perhaps only Batsu'unsai Katori could barely surpass her.
A faint smile graced her beautiful face: "Bard, I didn't expect you to be beaten so badly by a kid? It seems the Shinigami have finally made their move against us."
As she spoke, she dragged the chain in her hand.
"Also, little brother over there, don't bother. You can't cut this chain no matter what." The woman smiled sweetly at Yamabuki.
Can't cut it?
Yamabuki didn't believe it and slashed again with a backhand, but the blade was still deflected by the chain.
"This is my ability. Once bound by my chain, no one can break free, and the reishi in your body will slowly flow into mine. Big sister loves this feeling the most! Flow more, let big sister savor it!"
Yamabuki could clearly feel the reishi in his body slowly draining away. Although the speed wasn't fast, it would be very troublesome if it continued like this.
He immediately reacted as quickly as possible, severing his own wrist with a single slash.
The older sister covered her mouth with her hand in surprise: "I didn't expect him to be such a tough guy! Big sister likes him even more!"
Yamabuki had just severed his wrist when he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. Bard's arm, enveloped in yellow sand, had pierced his lower abdomen.
But Bard's expression grew increasingly grim, because he felt that it wasn't his hand piercing the other's stomach, but rather the other's stomach tightly gripping his hand. He found he could no longer pull his hand out.
Yamabuki backhanded his Zanpakutō, severing Bard's arm that was plunged into his stomach. Bard cried out, clutching his severed arm, and then was kicked away by Yamabuki.
The older sister narrowed her eyes, and the smile on her face slowly vanished. This little brother was not only ruthless to himself, but even more ruthless to his enemies. It seemed that in a one-on-one situation, Bard was not his opponent!
Just as she was about to ambush Yamabuki from behind, a sharp blade was already almost pressed against her face.
The older sister quickly dodged with Hirenkyaku, but a two-inch long wound was still left on the side of her face.
No girl can tolerate someone harming her face.
Especially such a beauty?
The older sister's expression instantly turned very ugly. She wanted to see who dared to injure her face? She ended up seeing a purple-haired girl wearing an eye patch.
"Hey, over there, what kind of skill is two against one? If you're so capable, come fight me!" Saitō Furōfushi pointed his sword at the older sister.
"You brat!" The older sister stared coldly at Saitō Furōfushi: "What's your name?"
"Gotei 13 Squad Six Captain, Saitō Furōfushi."
"Wandenreich Sternritter S, Alexander Momo." The older sister also gave her name: "Little sister, didn't your family tell you not to hit a girl's face when fighting?"
Saitō Furōfushi didn't waste any words with this seductive hussy in front of him, and immediately went in with a slash.
Momo grabbed her iron chain and blocked horizontally. This iron chain in her hand, known as unbreakable, successfully blocked Saitō's attack.
"Hmm? You've got some moves!" Saitō Furōfushi laughed.
Momo's arms were both numb from the shock, and the initial composure on her face had gradually disappeared. At the same time, she lightly waved her right hand, and a second chain appeared, coiling towards Saitō Furōfushi.
One look at this older sister, and you knew she was a master of bondage.
Although Saitō Furōfushi usually seemed reckless, once a fight started, she could immediately calmly face all situations. She had seen Yamabuki trying to cut the chain earlier, and she admitted that her spiritual pressure was not as strong as Yamabuki's, nor did she have Yamabuki's ability to regenerate limbs. Once bound by this chain, it would be difficult to escape.
Her body was like a butterfly flitting through a flower garden; no matter how flashy the opponent's chains swung, they couldn't touch her in the slightest.
"Bye-bye!" Saitō Furōfushi, with consecutive Shunpo, had already appeared beside Momo. The sword in her hand plunged fiercely towards Momo's throat. Momo quickly raised both hands, lifting the chain, and the tip of the sword just pierced into a hole in the chain, barely blocking the strike.
"Don't just stand there watching! Come out and help!" Momo shouted into the distance.
At this moment, a sharp laugh came from the distant ruins.
"Momo, I didn't expect you to have such a day of urgency."