Jing Ling Ting, the house of rotten wood.

In the vestibule garden, an old figure with a cane stood under a cherry blossom tree, the old man's back was slightly hunched, but this did not affect the noble temperament emanating from his body, like an old lion king.

The old man is none other than Kuchigi Ginsuzu, the man who fought side by side with Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni, and the grandfather of Kuchigi Hakuya and Kuchiki Sorumi.

The current head of the Kuchigi family, Kuchigi Hakuya, was seriously injured and dying, and was taken to the Spirit King Palace by Team Zero for treatment, and the newly appointed captain of the Kuchiki team, as the eldest son who has been publicly recognized by the Kuchigi family in the past two years, has not returned home for more than a hundred years, so the Kuchiki Silver Bell, who should have retired leisurely, re-emerged from the mountain and temporarily took over everything in the family with a less energetic mental state.

Beside the rotten wood silver bell who struggled to look up at the cherry blossoms on the branches, a man in black had been standing respectfully here for a long time, and in his hand was an open letter, from the central forty-sixth room, and the contents of it were .......

"You guys, have you been completely blinded by power? It's impossible to see the situation so clearly! It's stupid to want to use my old and unbearable me to make that kid obedient! He is different from Bai Ya, in his heart there is only the awe of the strong, and the power tricks you play are just duckweed without a foundation to him, and you and I want to dominate him when you are weak like this!? It's a foolish act of digging your own grave! ”

Just when the Rotten Wood Silver Bell was angry at the stupidity of the group of people in Room 46, he sensed the two spiritual pressures near the Wandering Soul Street in the extreme distance, and quickly recognized the familiar and unfamiliar spiritual pressure, which was the Rotten Wood Sora! And the other spiritual pressure wrapped in the sky-high killing intent made the old face of the rotten wood silver bell frown, and then sighed softly, as if reminiscing about the past,

"It's been nearly a thousand years since I felt your spiritual pressure, and the flowers of Mao are eight thousand streams!"

After sighing for a while, the rotten wood silver bell, who knew what was happening, commanded the black-clothed man who was respectfully serving the side,

"Reply to Room 46, for that proposal, the old man's opinion is to refuse! In addition, tell them that although the death of His Royal Highness Yuan Liuzhai temporarily deprived the thirteenth team of the court of protection and the key to the balance of power with the forty-sixth room, don't forget that the forty-sixth room also relies on His Royal Highness Yuan Liuzhai to check and balance the thirteenth team of the court! If they don't want to die suddenly one day, please don't interfere too much with the internal decisions of the Thirteenth Guardian Team, at least during the war! ”

"Yes!"

After the rotten wood silver bell finished speaking, the black-clothed man beside him bowed down in response, and then the figure disappeared under the tree in a flash, leaving only the old man with a somewhat hunched back in place.

A gust of wind blew from afar, caressing the elegant flowers on the branches, the petals fell down, falling on the shoulders of the rotten wood silver bells, the old man raised his slightly trembling hand, gently wiped the petals on his shoulders, his eyes were full of reminiscence, his eyes seemed to travel through a hundred years, and he saw the boy hiding behind the tree, using the wooden branch as a sword, desperately slashing.

"In just a hundred years, have you become so strong? Even His Royal Highness Yuan Liuzhai may not be able to defeat you easily, right!? ”

Coming back to his senses, the rotten wood silver bell closed his eyes and muttered a whisper in his mouth, he was worried about the future of the nobles.

The edge of the Meditation Garden.

The battle between Kuchiki Kongmi and Uno Hanari continued, and at this time, the confrontation between the two had been separated from the word skill, and it was purely hard!

"Captain U no Hana, such a style of play is out of the category of slashing skills, right!?"

Kuchigi Kongmi, who was stabbed in the chest, slashed his backhand into the throat of the Uno Hana Lie who attacked regardless of his life, the latter ignored his words, turned sideways slightly, and let the blade cut over his shoulder, and then crashed into Kuchigi Kongmi's arms, and the curved blade in his hand wanted to pierce the throat of the person in front of him from the bottom up!

The yin ghost who drew a huge wound on the shoulder of the U no Hua Lie didn't have time to defend, and the rotten wood had to tilt his head, allowing the blade that was bent like a crescent moon to pull away his shoulder, and at the same time the blood splattered, the slashing knife in his hand returned to the defense, and he blocked the horizontal throat slash, and then his right shoulder slammed forward, knocking out the close to the U no Flower Lie.

It took almost a blink of an eye to pounce on the stabbing blades, ignoring the rest of the stabbing blades, completely indifferent to the injuries she suffered, at this time she was already drenched in blood, a large amount of blood from her body.

Wounds erupted from all over the place, but she didn't care, she just wanted to exchange her own life for the life of the person in front of her!

In the face of such a life-for-life style of play, Kuchiki Sorumi is very difficult to adapt, in his understanding, this is beyond the scope of the slashing technique, it is purely a competition to see whose attack power is higher, whose health bar is thicker! If he really followed this style of play, he could easily suppress the Mao Flower Flame at this time after he completely released the spiritual pressure, but that kind of victory was meaningless, and it couldn't convince the woman in front of him.

'Old man Yamamoto doesn't have the ability to recover at high speed, and almost all of his attribute points are added to the attack, so in the face of the life-for-life Uno Hanari at this moment, how did he win simply with slashing skills!? "

Kuchigi Sora saw his thoughts flying, trying to find a way to break the game, and seeing Uno Hana Lie pounce again like a mad beast, he raised his knife to block the stab to the heart, grabbed the fingertips that wiped his throat, and then smashed his head into Uno Hanariu's forehead, taking advantage of the moment when the latter was stunned, slashed at her wrist!

Since the injuries do not deter her, then dismantle her mobility. Error-free updates @

Kuchigi Sorumi thought so, but the knife he slashed at Uno Hanari's wrist was only swung out for a moment before it was withdrawn, because the moment he slashed it, a curved tip of the knife had already reached his eyes!

Even after being smashed on the head by Kuchigi Sorami, Uno Hana's offensive did not stop for a moment, and the moment she lost consciousness, her powerful battle instinct immediately took over her body, and the already extremely deadly life-changing offensive became more and more deadly.

- Ding!

The Yin Ghost blocked the tip of the knife in a thousand moments, and almost at the moment when the two knives touched, the regained consciousness of the Flower of Mao retreated half a step, and then a cold light emerged!

- Bell!

Although the sword that was ready to be slashed out in an instant after retreating half a step back was almost to the peak, it was still blocked by Kuchiki Sorami, and the two knives were pressed against each other, and the fierce spirit pressed on it and collided wildly.

The two of them held each other in this state for a moment, and the wounds on her body were obviously much heavier, and her face was pale, and her blood was about to run out!

"I didn't expect you to force me to such an extent, it's so exciting, so excited that my knife began to tremble! Trembling, it is telling me that you will be one of the countless souls of the dead under my sword! The strong man who brought me pleasure in battle, I will revel in the dead of night at your face when you were beheaded by my sword, die! Hahahaha! Die by my sword! Hahaha!! Solve the !! ”

"Mad woman!".