Qiang ————

The chilling light of the sword flashed, like slicing tofu, and in an instant, it slashed a gate with several layers of reinforcement in half.

In the billowing smoke and dust, Jingle Chunshui held a knife in both hands, stepped past countless broken corpses, and slowly walked into the spacious room in front of him, and then looked straight at Sal Apollo, who was sitting in the center of the room, with Erlang's legs crossed and a relaxed look.

"Oh, is there anyone here to greet me?"

The corners of Jingle Chunshui's mouth raised slightly, and he walked defenselessly to the position of about ten positions in front of Sal Apollo, and said with a chuckle.

Hearing this, Sal Apollo raised his hand and pushed his glasses, and a trace of fanaticism emerged in his golden pupils, but on the surface, he still had a posture of not hurrying.

"Of course, it's an important experiment. It would be terrible for a rare sample like yours to be rudely damaged by those mass-produced subordinates. ”

“... Experiments?samples?"

The corners of Jingle Chunshui's mouth twitched slightly, and he felt that the enemy in front of him had suddenly turned into the Nirvana Li with a beautiful face.

It's just this kind of most hated enemy, so let's kill it quickly. ’

The thought in his head flashed away, and then Kyoraku Harusui's body also reacted at the same time.

"Hehe, sorry, I don't understand what you're talking about. ”

As he spoke, Jing Le Chunshui turned his spiritual pressure at his feet, and instantly came to Sal Apollo's body, and the slashing knife in his hand slashed out unceremoniously at Sal Apollo's neck, tearing the air and making a sharp roar.

However, even with such a surprise blow, in the face of Sal Apollo, who had already collected the battle data of Jingle Chunshui and made sufficient preparations, just by waving his finger slightly, Jingle Chunshui's offensive changed suddenly, and the spiritual pressure that was originally running rapidly under his feet collapsed instantly, and the whole person directly stumbled, and slammed straight towards the long knife blade that Sal Apollo had been unsheathed at some point.

In the face of this sudden change, Jingle Chunshui did not panic in the slightest, and confirmed that his spiritual pressure could indeed not spread to the outside of the body, and with a swing of his arm, he hit the longer knife to the ground, and with the reaction force that came, his body twisted lightly in a state of loss of balance, and then the other knife in his hand also turned around, without the slightest delay, and suddenly attacked Sal Apollo.

"Oh?"

Sal Apollo didn't expect that under such circumstances, Jingle Chunshui would still have the strength to fight back, and even the strength of the counterattack was much beyond expectations.

Therefore, although his body had quickly left the place after he sent this blow, it was inevitable that a long wound was cut on his chest by Jingle Chunshui's slashing knife.

Stopping his movements, Sal Apollo raised his hand and pressed it lightly on his chest, looking at the blood that continued to ooze from the wound, an unusually sickly smile appeared on his face, and looked at the opposite side of Jingle Chunshui, who had re-aligned the offensive.

"Hahahahahaha! Interesting! It's so interesting! Although I know that you hide your strength, but after I lock the spiritual pressure, you can still deliver that level of slashing, is this the captain of the Grim Reaper!"

Sal Apollo opened his hands and made a gesture of hugging, and after dancing for a while, as if he remembered something, he turned his head to Jingle Chunshui and asked.

"By the way, I heard that your Captain of the Grim Reaper, in your current state of liberation, there is a deeper level of liberation called liberation. What's the matter, do you mean to use it now, otherwise you may not have a chance when you are captured by me. ”

Sal Apollo put his index finger in front of his grinning mouth, and there was not the slightest hint of joke in his tone, and he suggested to Jingle Chunshui very sincerely.

However, for his 'kindness', Jingle Chunshui obviously does not intend to accept it.

Checking the slashing knife in his hand, Jingle Chunshui felt the strange feeling coming from the surroundings, and found that the spiritual pressure could only surge normally in the body, and it was obvious that the other party had done something around him.

In other words, the methods used by Sal Apollo directly abolished his instantaneous steps, and at the same time, greatly weakened the role of the ghost path.

If it were someone else, it would probably be out of action by now, and let the other party slaughter it.

However, standing here is the captain of the Eighth Team of the Thirteenth Team of the Guardian Court, and even in the entire Corpse Soul Realm, his combat effectiveness is one of the top groups.

Therefore, after adjusting his state slightly, Jingle Chunshui no longer continued to hide his strength, lowered his eyes, his body tensed slightly, and an invisible coercion suddenly rose from his body.

Suddenly, Sal Apollo's face couldn't help but change.

'This guy... Looks like you're going to have to be careful. ’

Pulling the long knife from its scabbard, Sal Apollo had a slightly hideous expression on his face, and with the madness in his eyes, a chilling aura quickly spread.

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Boom ————

The heavy walls exploded in an instant, and the scattered rubble shot out in all directions like bullets, but it only lasted for a moment before it was shattered by the rapidly circulating air around it.

A figure sprang out from the broken wall, and then before it could hit the ground, it turned around in mid-air, raised its left hand, and pointed its index finger to the gap in the wall.

"[Void Flash]. ”

A cold, low voice erupted from Urukiola's mouth, accompanied by a violent fluctuation of spiritual pressure, and an emerald green beam of light shot out like a lightning bolt, scorching the air everywhere it passed with an aura of extreme destruction.

And almost at the same time as Urughiola's attack, a blue beam of light that looked comparable also roared out from the exploding wall, crashing into the [Void Flash] that came directly in front of it, directly creating an extremely powerful explosion in midair.

Boom ————

The oncoming impact pressed Uruqiola to the ground in mid-air, dragging two long trails with her feet on the sand.

'Is it more powerful than my [Void Flash]...'

Stabilizing his body, Urugiola looked at Stark who came out of the tower, and thought to herself.

Looking condescendingly at the expressionless Urughiola, Stark scratched his head and asked something he had been holding back for a long time.

"Now, don't you want to ask me why I want to help those Grim Reapers? ”

Although he didn't pay much attention, Stark was still a little curious about the other party's opinion.

“... It doesn't matter, no matter what the reason is, it can't change the fact that you're standing here against me at the moment, so I just need to deal with you. ”

He said without the slightest emotion, and at the same time, wisps of dark green spiritual pressure like ribbons spread out from Urugiola's body.

Seeing this, Stark shook his head slightly, beckoning Lilinette behind him to his side, and placing his other free palm on top of her head.

"It's also said that after staying in this world for a long time, I have forgotten that I am actually imaginary. ”

"You can do whatever you want, and you really don't need any reason!"

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and then, Stark's eyes sharpened, and he and Urukiola returned at the same time.

"Hunt him down, wolves!"

"Blockade, Blackwing Demon. ”

(To be continued.) ）