In response to the blue dye, it was Yan San's merciless slash.

The thunderous slash tore through the air, and even the sound of the attack itself was extinguished, and the incomparably sharp slash silently slashed at Aizen's head.

As if still immersed in his own mind, Aizen lowered his head slightly and felt the surging power in his body, seeing that he was about to be hit by this incoming knife.

But in the next moment, I saw that his footsteps were slightly wrong, and he naturally turned his body sideways to avoid this blow, and at the same time, the slashing knife held tightly in his right hand turned into an afterimage, and slashed out quickly at Yan San's waist.

Seeing this, Yan San's slightly stagnant body turned sharply, and a ball of spirit seeds on his free left hand surged, and at the last moment, he projected a short knife to block Aizen's slash, and then dodged away from the place in the direction of the opponent's attack.

With a twist of his body, he regained his balance, Yan San quickly calmed down the spiritual pressure surging in his body, and his eyes narrowed slightly at the blue dye who had adjusted his state.

The idea of no longer trying to do it all at once, or until a way to destroy the Honkai Jade is found, is not valid in itself.

"Aren't you going to continue the attack?"

Perhaps because his entire face was hidden, Aizen's voice was a little muffled, but he could still hear a sense of eagerness in his tone.

However, it is normal, although it is with the help of Yan San's attack to speed up the fusion with Honyu, but after all, this method is too bad.

It's okay once or twice, but if you really reach the top in this way, Aizen will definitely not agree with it.

The big boss, who knows how to pretend to be forced, must not only conquer the world with unrivaled force, but also defeat the opponent in a handsome and chic way in the process.

It's just that Aizen may have forgotten that when he fused with Bangyu, this dignity had nothing to do with the word handsome.

Sensing the rising battle intent of Lan Zhan, Yan San raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a slight chill in his voice: "Are you sure? You just broke through, right? ”

As he spoke, a piercing killing intent came out of his body, adding a few more cracks to the already dilapidated environment.

Shaking his head slightly, Lan Ran didn't care about Yan Sanfang's cruel words, and he hadn't been afraid of anyone in terms of pretending.

"You can try, you can use any means, even if you solve it, it doesn't matter, after all, this is the stage I specially carried for you, and it would be a pity if I couldn't let you have fun. ”

Hearing this, Yan San's mood suddenly became a little uncomfortable.

Of course, not because I feel bad about being belittled, but ... This guy's lines are all specially choreographed!

tnnd! It's been pretending to be forced since the mother's womb, isn't it?

If you want me to use the swastika, then you must also have the qualifications to let me use the swastika, if it is only at this level, then you can go to hell to see it!"

Yan San stretched out his hand and wiped it on the slashing knife, the long ponytail swayed left and right under the dance of the spiritual pressure, and the blue spiritual pressure visible to the naked eye surrounded his body, and the invisible momentum directly blew away the large sand and gravel dust around him.

"Don't worry, you'll see it, but then, it's time for you to take a curtain call. ”

With a flick of the knife, he cut off the invisible aura that hit him, and Lan Zhan said confidently: "After that, there are still those remnants of the Corpse Soul Realm, and it will take a little effort to deal with them, and there are a little more obstacles on the way to the top." ”

“... Remnants?"

Yan San didn't understand where Lan Zhan got his confidence, you must know that the old man of the mountain was waiting in the corpse soul realm brightly, the kind that the big bald head could reflect.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, when you entered the Void Night Palace, the troops heading to the Corpse Soul Realm had already set off from the Void Circle, and now, they should have begun to attack the Soul Court. ”

Hearing this, Yan San pursed his lips with a little disdain.

"Boring, let's not talk about whether you have extra troops to deal with the entire Thirteen Guardian Teams, take a step back and say, the old man of the mountain is still guarding in the Corpse Soul Realm, even if you send the entire void capital of the Great Void Forest to the fire, it will not be enough for his old man to burn it. ”

Aizen didn't refute Yan San, but responded in agreement.

"Indeed, for the heavily armed Court Guardian Thirteen Team, 10,000 Kilian is actually not a big problem. ”

Although Aizen said it lightly, after hearing the number of ten thousand, Yan San was still a little surprised.

You must know that the number of the 13th team of the active court guard is only more than 6,000 and less than 7,000, even if you add the ghosts and all kinds of personnel who are not in the establishment, it will be more than 10,000 in the sky.

And although Killian is only the lowest level of the big void, it is not something that ordinary players can handle, at least it must be at the level of more than six or seven seats in each team.

This can't really be the Kilian of the Great Void Forest.

Yan San muttered secretly in his heart.

"But they have to be able to spare their hands. ”

His brows furrowed, Yan San looked at Lan Zhan coldly, and at the same time secretly thought about what tricks he wanted to play.

"Huh!"

Seeing that Yan San didn't respond, Lan Ran chuckled and said.

"The Slasher has rebelled. ”

His eyes condensed slightly, and Yan San muttered softly, obviously already knowing what he meant.

"Rotten wood..."

Aizen also took over the conversation in a timely manner and said casually.

"It's really interesting to think about it, a sword that can only exert its full ability in dealing with the god of death, and it is also the rotten wood family that values the glory of the family the most. ”

"Now, then, tell me if the Thirteen Guardians can resist the 10,000 Kilian I sent over without the ability to use the Slashing Blade. ”

"You guy...."

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Corpse Soul Realm, Soul Court.

Despite the great upheaval that had just been experienced recently, it was difficult for the Grim Reaper generation, who had grown up in peacetime, to change their habits in a short period of time.

Therefore, although the Ichiban team had issued a special wartime order again not long ago, at this point in the morning at six or seven o'clock, there were still a large number of soldiers of the 13th team of the court who were still immersed in sleep.

Hanataro Yamada rubbed his misty eyes, yawned, and walked out of the gate of the fourth team with a broom on a listless face.

But before he could take a few steps, a sudden chill surged into his heart, making him stop and shiver.

Subconsciously raised his head, Yamada Hanataro tried to open his eyes wide, and then, he was sucked away by the huge black cavity that almost covered the entire Twin Hills.

"Wow!! there's. There is an enemy invasion, ahhh!!h

A terrible howl resounded over the entire Siban team building.

The alarm of the Twelve Team followed, and the entire Soul Court was awakened in an instant.

...........................

"It's finally the day..."

The man who came out of the black cavity stood at the edge of the Twin Pole Hill, looking at the noisy Lingting Court below, with a cold face and a low voice.

"Wait for me, Hibiki..."

As soon as the words fell, a strange spiritual pressure poured out of his body and enveloped the entire Lingling Court.

Behind him was a continuous army of Killian, with no end in sight.

(To be continued.) ）

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