Chapter 115: The Strongest

"Whew!"

In the blazing flames, a figure retreated quickly, and the fluttering Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekoku frowned slightly, so strong.

At this time, the clothes on the body of the strongest god of death in the corpse soul world had been burned, revealing a sturdy figure that should not have appeared on an old man at all.

"This power is amazing!"

Shen Du feels especially good, speed, strength, and compared with before, they are all geometric multiples! In just an instant, he had already caught up with Old Man Yamamoto again, and the iron sword swung down.

"EulaOraOalaOalaOraOalaOala!!"

The iron sword in his hand tore through the air, and with each slash, the spirit son who was shaking the situation formed an invisible air-breaking blade, easily tearing the ground apart, and cutting out huge cracks one after another on the ground.

"Hmph,"

After being beaten by Shen Du, he retreated, and a smile escaped from the corner of the mouth of the oldest and strongest god of death in the corpse soul realm, "Is it the same type of slashing knife as the old man?" The temper is a little short-tempered. ”

As Shen Du's most direct opponent, Yamamoto Motoyanagisai naturally could feel most clearly what kind of power the seemingly ordinary iron sword contained.

Not to mention the sheer strength, although being able to repel yourself is already remarkable.

What's more important is that his sword, just like his own swastika move, the Rising Sun Blade, contains a destructive power under the ordinary appearance, if he is hit by this iron sword, I am afraid that his body will be directly evaporated, and just a little residual temperature leaked between the collision of the blades will make the ground melt continuously.

The ordinary god of death is not to mention fighting him, the moment the swords meet, the slashing knife is about to be melted and cut off.

But boy, who do you think you're up against?

The captain smiled slightly, the flame on the blade was extinguished, and the horizontal sword slashed, and at the same time, the spiritual pressure on his body skyrocketed, and the surrounding land even began to shatter, and the strong qi wave directly rolled up the wind.

"Dang!"

The strong qi waves of the two swords clashed away all the lava on the ground around him, and Shen Du's body exploded back.

"The old man is so strong!"

Shen Du exclaimed.

It is worthy of being the strongest god of death in a thousand years, and it is clear what kind of high temperature Shen degree has on his sword blade, it is definitely an ultra-high temperature calculated in 100,000 degrees, although it is still far less than the fifteen million degrees unreasonable of the old man Yamamoto, but it is still amazing enough, even if it is the captain-level death sword, Shen Du is confident to destroy.

But when he fought with the old man Yamamoto's sword, Shen Du couldn't see any gaps in the blade of the flowing blade like fire, how strong the spiritual pressure of this bastard old man was!

The strength of the spiritual pressure is the density of the spirit child, the stronger the spiritual pressure, the stronger the strength, the stronger the slashing knife, and the strongest Grim Reaper is really not covered.

With such a powerful spiritual pressure, it is not surprising that the slash repels itself.

"Boy, does this stop there?"

The long beard flew in the air, and Yamamoto Motoyanagisai pursued him, swinging his sword and slashing vertically.

"Where is this?"

Shen Du's eyes widened, and the flames on the black sword in his hand rose suddenly, and at this moment, the high temperature that Shen Du had been imprisoned in the blade of the sword was finally completely released, and everything around him, the Twin Death Hill, and the surrounding buildings instantly melted and then turned into gas and flew away.

The flaming iron sword swung with a swing.

"Dang!"

The terrifying flames spread out in all directions, like the waves of the sea, instantly annihilating everything in the vicinity.

"Oh, I can't see it, but I can feel it, nice flames, the old man's beard has been burned off, little ghost!"

The old man Yamamoto was blasted into the sky by Shen Du, and only half of his long beard was left, and his exposed sturdy upper body was also a little scorched.

"Tsk, is it true that spiritual pressure means that you can do whatever you want?"

Shen Du smacked his lips, before the exterminators appeared on the stage, the battle of the Grim Reaper was indeed determined by spiritual pressure, how strong Shen Du's inspiration was Shen Du didn't know, but it could support a powerful swastika that could evaporate all the water in the entire corpse soul realm, I am afraid it was far beyond the reach of Shen Du, who was at the level of an ordinary captain.

"Huh?"

The old man Yamamoto in the sky suddenly narrowed his eyes, and the blue-dyed image in his eyes changed flickeringly, and finally turned into a monster covered with red scales.

"Huo Huo, the mirror flower and water moon are unraveled."

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai twisted his neck, "Is there something wrong with that little ghost of Aizen?" ”

Almost at the same moment, in the Corpse Soul Realm, the Void Night Palace, the indigo captain who had just run back from the Corpse Soul Realm fell directly to the ground, the spiritual pressure was completely overdrawn, and he suffered a continuous heavy blow to death.

Around him, there were ten blades with strange faces.

Let's not mention it here, this side of the Corpse Soul Realm.

A hint of appreciation flashed in the eyes of the old man Yamamoto, the flames of Shen Du's sword blade had spread to his body, and the whole person was bathed in golden flames, "Good energy, let the old man recall his long-lost youth,"

"Little ghost, let the old man teach you how to hold a sword!"

Unprecedented spiritual pressure rushed out of the old man Yamamoto's body, and Shen Du, who bore the brunt of it, even felt a little suffocated.

"Drink!"

With a burst of applause, Shen Du only saw the old man Yamamoto appear in front of him and slashed down with a sword, if he had to say intuitive feelings, it was like the sky really fell.

"Oh, that little brother looks like he's going to be out of luck."

Among the onlookers from afar, Jingle Chunshui said slowly, "The old man is really moving." ”

"But who is he?"

Ukitake Shishiro said with a solemn expression, "Did he release the flames?" It's so terrifying, I have to think of the teacher's understanding, although the power is still out. ”

"Something missing? Hey, not necessarily. ”

Sifeng Yuan on the side interjected, "That guy, but he just learned to understand, and if he is given a certain amount of time, maybe he can really surpass the captain." ”

"Is that so?"

Ukitake Shiro sighed slightly, he turned his head and looked at Ichimaru Silver on the side, "So Captain Ichimaru, can you tell us the origin of this gentleman?" ”

"Thisβ€”"

has been holding Ranju's hand, and the smile on Yin's face has not diminished, fortunately, he has already confessed.

"That's amazing!"

Shen Du sighed sincerely, the moment the swords collided, he was directly blasted out by the old man Yamamoto, and the right arm holding the sword was extremely sore, what a terrible power!

Without waiting for Shen Du to take a breath, the old man Yamamoto pursued, this old man had a rather excited smile on his face, and his spiritual pressure increased with all his strength, and every sword he swung was suffocating.

Shen Du was beaten and retreated, and every time the sword clashed, he would immediately take off on the spot.

is worthy of being the founder of Yuanliu, and his ability in the way of the sword is far from what Shen Du can fight.

"What's wrong? That's it, little ghost! ”

scolded mercilessly, and in the next moment, the mighty old man pursued and slashed with one blow.

"Don't give Lao Tzu an arrogant stinky old man!"

What Shen Du is most unaccustomed to is these pretending to be forced criminals, Lao Tzu is pretending to be forced to fight, and in the next moment, the spiritual pressure limit increases.

Strictly speaking, Shen Du's swastika is not completely completed, just like Winter Shilang, Shen Du's spiritual pressure is not enough, not enough to show all the power of the swastika, and now the swastika can give him only the increase in the temperature of the flame, as well as the increase in his own strength, but now he can't control it so much, all the spiritual power is injected, and he has to go all out now!

"Bear!"

In the next moment, there were flames on Shen Du's body, but they disappeared immediately, at this time, the red scales on his body had faintly flickered with light, the air suddenly distorted, and the terrifying high temperature was released from Shen Du's body, even if the captain-level god of death wanted to get close to the current Shen Du, it was very difficult for his body surface temperature to be calculated in 100,000 degrees.

The iron sword in his hand faintly began to penetrate with red light, and the temperature on his body was like this, and the energy on the blade was naturally even more amazing, and the temperature might even have exceeded the limit of one million degrees.

At the same time as the spiritual pressure increases, the cow charm is activated, and the power continues to rise!

"Drink!"

Shen Du burst into a shout and swung his sword to meet him.

"Boom!"

The heavens and the earth shook, and a terrifying heat wave swept everything, and the buildings in the distance of the two battlefields instantly burned and melted, and even the clothes on the bodies of the Grim Reapers, who were watching the battle from afar, began to burn.

"No! It can't go on like this! ”

Ukitake Shishiro said in a loud voice, "If they continue to fight like this, the Silent Spirit Court will be destroyed!" Let's hurry up and stop them! ”

"No, it'll be over right away."

The corners of Jingle Chunshui's mouth hooked up a smile, "The old man is serious." ”

The iron sword in his hand unceremoniously swung towards the old man Yamamoto, and the violent sparks continued to splash, and the confrontation between the blades made the heavens and the earth change color.

"Old man! What now! ”

With a burst of shouting, Shen Du heard a crisp sound, Yamamoto's body flew back upside down, and there was a clearly visible gap on the blade of the flowing sword, not only that, but on the chest of the old man Yamamoto, a huge gap burst out, and the blood had completely evaporated before it had time to spurt out.

"Little ghost, the strength is not bad."

A smile flashed in Yamamoto's eyes, "It's kind of interesting." ”

"Hmph."

It's all like this, and you're still pretending? Shen Du snorted coldly, the flames on the blade were entangled, and with a wave of his hand, the blazing flames roared out, directly devouring the old man Yamamoto.

"But that's about it!"

In the next moment, the flames were broken from it, as if they were cut off by an invisible sword blade out of thin air, and Shen Du saw that the old man Yamamoto held the hilt of the sword with both hands and assumed a kendo pose.

"Huh?"

At this moment, Shen Du, who was obviously extremely hot, suddenly felt a chill, as if he was being targeted by a fierce beast, "Sword Dao? ”

"The sword, that's how it is held, little ghost!"

"Drink!"

Yamamoto burst into a shout, raised his sword, and swung down.

Shen Du felt that the world had been split in two.