"How could he have such an ability...... "The expression on Hibanya was no longer enough to describe Himanya, and his slashing sword, the Ice Wheel Pill, really dissipated like a mist in front of his eyes. At this time, only the handle of the knife was left with part of the blade of the previous section, and the powdery ice crystals were still sliding off the blade.

Akagi Shakai held an invisible blade in his hand, but he could see the blade cut through a deep ravine left by the ground, "Do you know what I experienced in my empty belly," he ripped off his trench coat with one hand, revealing the death overlord outfit he was wearing, and the entire arm of his left hand was leaking out, wrapped in bandages one by one.

Hidden in a trench coat and unable to see clearly, it was only when he was completely exposed that he could see the difference in his body.

His left arm clearly shows several bony protrusions, a feature that can only be found in the void.

"I don't know how long I've been struggling in my void stomach, but I can feel my spiritual pressure disappearing rapidly, and even if I use the ghost path, I can't resist devouring." He reflected on that unbearable experience, holding the eyeshadow that had been magnified with horror in one hand, "I can feel my body dissipating, and in a moment I will become the nourishment of this guy, a part of it."

"Matsumoto! Help me take some time!" Hibanya took two steps back, and a trace of ice crystals was condensing at the edge of the broken blade of the Ice Wheel Pill.

Matsumoto Ranju came back to his senses and raised the hilt of the knife in his hand, "Gray cat!" A fine sand wrapped around the other party along Akagi's feet.

"I can't just die," Akagi Sakai ignored the sand and gravel that wrapped his body, and looked up at Matsumoto Ranju in a daze, "I still have unfinished business, and I still have to come to you." If I hadn't done this mission, I wouldn't be like this."

"Damn!" Matsumoto Ranju manipulated the sand and gravel to spread onto Akagi Shakai's chest, but he was surprised to find that half of the mask with an unfamiliar spiritual pressure was condensing on the left side of the other party's face.

It was a virtual mask, but for some reason only half of it was left, and it only covered the left side of Akagi Sakai's face. Perhaps in response to his appearance, a drizzle began to fall in the sky.

"So I ate him!" Akagi Shakai changed to a crazy tone, which was very different from him just now, "The Grim Reaper is really delicious, I still want to eat it!" He tilted his head, his mouth open and closed, as if savoring.

"Gray cat!" Matsumoto Ranju's forehead was dripping with sweat, and with her shout, Akagi Shakai's whole person was wrapped in gray sandstone, but the crazy spiritual pressure was still pressed against the two people in front of him through the gray cat. "Hurry up, Captain! I can't last long......"

"The only way to keep me alive is to decompose this void from within," Shakai Akagi, covered in fine sand, still muttered to himself, accompanied by crazy laughter, "I dismantled this void at the same time, he also ate me. We've become a monster with no ghosts, and it's all because of you!" The sand and gravel that wrapped around Akagi Sakai's body could no longer control his shape, and it peeled off from his body little by little.

"Enough Matsumoto, stay away." The shattered blade on the Ice Wheel Pill in Hibanya has been replaced by a crystal ice crystal, "Swastika, Great Red Lotus Ice Wheel Pill!" A pair of wings made of ice crystals condensed behind Himaya, his hands and feet covered with a thick layer of ice crystals, and a slender ice tail dragged behind him, with three four-petaled ice flowers hanging above his head.

"Ga-" Due to the erosion of the void spiritual pressure, Akagi Shakai's eyes had completely turned black. He mechanically raised the invisible blade, and a smile seemed to appear on the corner of his mouth, "You are so fragrant too."

Because of the swastika of the Ribanya, the fluttering raindrops turned into ice crystals and hit several people. He exhaled a liquefied gasp and pointed his ice-crystallized knife at Akagi Shakai, "Thousand-year ice prison."

In an instant, a huge icicle rose from under Akagi's feet, freezing him firmly in it.

"I'm sorry, Akagi Sansaki." Hibanya fell to the ground, "Because of my negligence, I have afflicted you."

"Thanks to having met Hayami-sama," Sakai Akagi's voice came through the icicles, "He gave me another chance and strengthened my slashing sword, otherwise I really wouldn't have had anything to do with Captain Hibanya's swastika."

Hibanya looked at Shakai Akagi, who was once a subordinate and was now a member of the Chosen One, and the blue icicles could barely reflect the shape of a knife. And at the tip of this knife, a colored ball of light is constantly expanding.

"It's a vanity! Captain!" Matsumoto Ranju suddenly realized it and hurriedly pounced on Hibanya.

"You must have forgotten something," several cracks appeared in the thousand-year-old ice prison, "Egu Yiwei can dismantle anything, including your attacks." As he spoke, the ice prison instantly turned into a puddle of shattered ice crystals. "Goodbye, Captain Hibanya, Vice Captain Matsumoto." The flickering of colors skyrocketed, drowning the trio and the surrounding area in a blinding colored light.

"What?" Kenpachi, who was walking between the houses, stopped, looked at the blade dripping with blood that pierced his abdomen, and grabbed the grass deer Yachiryu on his shoulder, "You're not Yachiryu."

Caolu Yaqianliu lowered his hand, holding a bloodstained knife in his hand, and looked at the man in front of him who was known as the strongest in the Corpse Soul Realm with a smile on his face, "Don't be like this, little sword. I'm eight thousand streams, don't you recognize me?" As he spoke, the knife in his hand stabbed at Kenpachi again.

At the same time as the tip of the knife stabbed into Kenpachi's body, he threw away the grass deer Yachiryu, "You are not Yachiryu, who are you."

"Why don't you understand when I say I'm me," Kusaka Yachiryu stretched out his index finger to his lips in thought, "Oh, I see, you don't think Yachiryu is not strong enough, right?"

The little girl in front of her is definitely not her own vice-captain, nor is she the straightforward child who uses her fingers as a pen and blood as a painting on Soul Street, and an indescribable strangeness fills Gengmu Jianpachi's heart. In Kenpachi's eyes, what made him strange was not that Kusaka Yachiryu had stabbed him or slashed at him, but that the words that came out of his mouth were incomprehensible.

"Are these still hallucinations?" Instead of paying attention to the bloody wounds, Kenpachi raised his eyes and looked around.

"Didn't I say that I was eight thousand streams!" The figure of the little girl seemed to be broken, and it was quickly occupied by a black shadow, as if it was the one who fought with Kenba before.

"What, I thought Yachiryu really had this kind of thought, and it got me excited a little," Kenpachi moved his neck, his eyes showing disappointment, "It's so boring, wasting time on this ability." You or some other chosen one, at least find one who can fight me."

The black shadow didn't answer, but suddenly jumped up and shot several spikes from his body, and the target was the Kenpachi of Sagigi in front of him.

"These little tricks of yours don't interest me at all," Kenpachi raised his hand lightly, and a fierce yellow light pierced through the black shadow that struck, sweeping over the houses behind it, and for a moment the sound of collapse and roaring was endless.

A crack slowly spread from the edge of the sky along the crack where the black shadow had been severed, and then shattered like a broken lens, and in the blink of an eye, the rain poured on Kenpachi's robes.

"You ......" Standing opposite Kenpachi, it was not a black shadow, but still a god Shaxiang. They were still in the same place, and they had just run so far, and it was all an illusion, as Kenpachi had thought. A column of blood rushed out of her chest, and her eyes rolled and she fell to the ground.

"Little sword?" The grass deer standing on the side, Yachiliu, gradually had a glow in his confused eyes.

"What, it turns out that you really got hit," Gengmu Kenpachi didn't look at the Shenlai Shaxiang who fell to the ground, and carried the sword holder to draft the deer Yachiryu, "Are you going to the fourth team?"

"Team Four? Why did you go to Team Four when it was so fun?" She stretched out her small hand and put it on Kenpachi's back, "There, there, I feel it!"

Kenpachi grinned, lifted his steps and ran towards the place where Kusaka Yachiryu pointed.