"Ignorant God Merry ——— Suzaku!"

Red, flames, immortal birds!

In the holy light, the red fire feathers fluttered their wings and flew high, and the golden fire light around the immortal bird was like a small sun hanging in the sky.

Duke raised his knife in his right hand and pointed diagonally at the ground, the immortal bird flapped its wings behind him, and its tail feathers danced in the wind. The Heavenly Sword Qi intertwined with his unyielding will, and the two combined, making his momentum even higher.

Jian Ba's face showed ecstasy, and the corner of Mao Zhihua's mouth chuckled, both of them had learned this trick and knew its terrible place. This immortal bird, like Duke, will once again rise from the abyss of death, no matter how many times it is killed.

In terms of pure swordsmanship alone, 'Ignorant Divine Merry Vermilion Bird' has reached its peak, like a god, looking down on all beings from above.

But......

"That's how fun it is!"

Kenpachi reached out and wiped some of the blood from his shoulder and put it in his mouth. The sweetness of blood stimulates his taste buds, and the pleasure instantly hits his whole body, like pouring gasoline on a flame, making him so excited that he can't help himself.

"I'll go first!"

Kenpachi roared wildly, his toes stomped heavily on the ground, his body was like a cannonball, pulling down an afterimage in the air, and instantly rushed in front of Duke.

Kill or not? Can't be killed?

It doesn't matter, cut it first!

Jian Eight dodged to the top of the immortal bird's head with one stride, and his super fast speed distorted his face, and his facial features were blurred, and he could only vaguely see the general outline, as hideous and terrifying as a demon.

Kenpachi's right shoulder was held high, and the long knife dragged behind him danced in a semicircle and slashed hard. In an instant, the golden spiritual pressure gushed out, soaring several times, and a golden giant sword suddenly slashed into the air.

The immortal bird groaned softly, and scattered sparks from its wings in the air, heading towards the golden blade that spanned the sky. Red firelight, golden giant blades, the sky was filled with gold and red, and the roar of the collision of spiritual pressure resounded through the night sky.

The earth trembled, the sky collapsed, and the giant blade slashed straight down, splitting the immortal bird in two and falling to the ground, instantly stirring up boundless wind and waves.

Bite!!!

The crisp sound of the two swords rang out, accompanied by the collision of Kenpachi and Duke's slashing swords! The two glanced at each other, and both saw the incomparably burning desire to win in each other's eyes.

The two long swords wrestled, and the cracked earth cracked inch by inch, and the crack burst to a hundred meters away in an instant. The spiritual pressure slammed into a small area, bounced off, destroying everything in all directions, and the horizon was sliced several layers away.

Duke's arm burst into bruises, one hand against Kenpachi's long sword, the other hand pressed on Kenpachi's shoulder, the latter's huge spiritual pressure actually suppressed the resurrection of the immortal bird.

However, the flames may be extinguished, but the fire contained in it will last forever, and on the shoulders of Kenpachi, a cluster of red light will not stop for a long time.

"Feel it! The vitality of the immortal bird ......"

Duke pointed to touch the flames, sending in the majestic spiritual pressure, and the sparks suddenly burst into flames, and the sparks burned more and more, and soon ignited a monstrous flame. In the overwhelming firelight, the immortal Vermilion Bird was reborn from the fire and spread its wings and soared again.

Jian Ba's heart froze, and he saw that he was surrounded by fire in all directions. In the flames, Suzaku, which had been reduced to ashes, was reborn from the flames, spread its wings and soared again, and pounced on him like a meteor.

Jian Ba laughed fiercely, did not dodge or dodge, and raised his knife to slash against the scorching claws, and the blade of the knife was against the sharp beak of the Suzaku. Under the scorching heat of the fire, his spiritual pressure was like spring snow under the scorching sun, and it was quickly melted.

"Get the hell out of ————"

Jian Ba shouted loudly, and the golden spiritual pressure soared into the sky, and the burst spiritual pressure actually exceeded the speed at which it was dissolved by the immortal bird. The sky's momentum is invincible, the sky, the earth, as if nothing can stop him.

"Ignorant Divine Merry White Tiger!!"

The sword aura flashed in Duke's eyes, and he saw the sword light slashing down, and a black and white colorful tiger, wrapped in boundless winds, fangs and claws were like tearing sword qi, and suddenly swooped down towards Jian Ba.

The immortal bird also waved its wings and joined forces with the white tiger on the left and right.

"Come on! Let's fight————"

Kenpachi was not afraid of danger, not the slightest fear, but laughed excitedly. Pose with the knife in both hands, raise it above your head, take a step forward with one leg, time freezes, and the blade has fallen to the ground in the next second.

Spiritual pressure! In the moment of the eruption, the spiritual pressure as magnificent as the sea was unfathomable, and there was no end in sight!

The golden sword light blew away the immortal bird in an instant, and the red flame was annihilated into nothing, and was extinguished once more.

Roar ————

Tiger roars in the air!

Jian Ba gasped, turned around and raised his knife to hold the claws of the white tiger, the old force had just gone to the new force before it was born, and before it was stalemate for a second, it was dragged by the white tiger, rushing to a thousand meters away, and the broken walls and ruins along the way, ploughing out a long straight ravine.

Immediately after a flash of white light, the wind suddenly rose, the white tiger roared, turned into boundless sword qi, wrapped the whole body of Jian Ba, and the sword intent of the bombardment suddenly exploded, the aftermath of the impact spread out like ripples, and the surrounding building mirrors shattered piece by piece.

The dust was scattered, and Kenba struggled to stand up with his broken sword, and the blood flowed from the two huge tears in his chest, and his shoulder bones and ribs were all broken. But there was not the slightest fear on his face, but he seemed more excited. The more fierce the battle, the more exuberant he became, and the blood was the catalyst for him, and this level of fighting simply made him uncontrollable with excitement.

Unfortunately, he was not Duke, and his badly injured body was too tired to move. The strong willpower made him move slightly, but the necrotic nerves blocked his progress, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.

"It's such a wonderful battle, but I ......" Kenpachi tilted his head to look at the broken knife in his hand, and his heart was deeply lost.

Unwilling!

"I want to fight, I want to get stronger......" For a war-hungry madman like Kenpachi, letting him watch others fight on the side is tantamount to torment and torture.

Eight thousand streams also walked in front of Jian Ba, squatted down and poked at him: "Little sword, are you okay?" ”

"It's eight thousand streams...... "Kenpachi looked at the slashing knife in his hand in a daze.

"Is Xiaojian unwilling to lose because he loses?" Yachiryu found a branch out of nowhere and poked it in Kenpachi's face.

"The guy got stronger, and I was stuck in the same place. I finally met someone stronger than me, but I ......" Kenpachi covered his face, tears welling up: "I really want to be stronger!" ”

"Yes!" Yachiryu threw away the branch in his hand and reached out to stroke Kenpachi's broken knife: "I know that you are the strongest, Xiaojian!" ”

"Really!" Kenba muttered, and raised the broken sword against the scorching sun in the sky, the sun shining on his face with a deep shadow.

"Can you tell me your name?" Kenpachi's eyes were closed: "That kind of pain without a name...... I've been forgotten for a long time...... Maybe you have your own ideas, but let me know ...... You name it! ”

The sun is still shining, the wind is calm, and the slashing knife is indifferent.

"Still not working!?" Kenpachi heard the fierce battle between Duke and U no Hua in the distance, and covered his face in pain: "Damn, I really want to continue to get stronger, I really want to fight!" ”

Yachiryu opened his innocent eyes, blinked and looked at Kenpachi, who had lost too much blood and was gradually falling asleep, and reached out to touch the broken knife again.

"Little sword, you want to be strong so much, why don't you say her name? Her name is ......"

……

Bite! Bite! Ding——————

Duke slashed it with a swing of his sword, and the synodic moon was blocked by the flower of Mao, and the violent wind blew away the dust. Every time the two of them collided with each other, they rolled up a fierce sword qi rain curtain and fell, and a large area of the ground around them turned over, and the streets of the Lingting Court were in disarray, like a battlefield after being bombarded intensively, full of holes, only criss-crossing cutting marks.

Bite!

Duke pointed a sword at the flaw of the sword move, turned his hand and slashed hard, and pressed down hard with both arms. The sheer force was like a mountain, and she only felt the bones of her whole body squeak and wail, and the long knife she raised kept being pressed down until the moon fell on her shoulder.

The sharp blade cut through the skin, the red blood soaked Haori, and the face of the flower remained unchanged, and the burst of spiritual pressure resisted it. Under that quiet lake-like eye, there is an undercurrent surging, which seems to be ...... Excited!

"Captain, you can't beat me! Whether it's swordsmanship or slashing sword ability, I know you all about it. Fighting against two swordsman masters in a row, Duke's blood boiled, and he couldn't help but put his mouth cannon: "Why didn't you join forces with Jian Eight just now, and the three of you were in a scuffle, shouldn't you let the strongest one out first?" ”

"When did you give birth to the illusion that you are the 'strongest'!" U Zhihualie looked at Duke indifferently, and his slender arm actually lifted two points against Duke.

"All these years, I haven't pulled down my cultivation!" With a murderous flash in her eyes, she lifted the moon and flipped her wrist with her sword and stabbed Duke in the heart.

Brush!

The sword qi pierced through the wall in the distance, Duke took two steps back, touched the broken death overlord suit on his chest, and said with a malicious smile: "It's so dangerous, I was almost killed by my own captain." ”

(End of chapter)