"The scenery here is not bad," Jia Yuhui looked around, and at this time he and Mao Zhihua were on a high platform, and most of the corpse soul realm was in full view. He looked at the smoke and dust in the distance and the collapsed houses, "Tsk, I've already seen that the adults have told me not to make too many moves, but in the end it will still be like this."

U Zhihua looked coldly at Jia Yu Huiyi in front of him, he had completely detached himself from the appearance of the god of death.

At the moment, Jia Yuhui had a pair of slender arms hanging by his side, the black hole on his chest was bubbling with a trace of purple spiritual pressure, and his complexion became extremely pale, and he didn't seem to have any elasticity that the flesh should have, but it was like a hardened bone attached to the surface of the body. His face also became extremely stiff, although it was still the face of Ka Yu Huiyi, but it was obvious that there was another face under this stiff expression that only a puppet could make.

Mao Zhihua knew in his heart that Jia Yuhuiyi in front of him was no longer the vice captain who followed him on the artesian soul street and obeyed his orders. She slowly pulled out the knife in her hand, this was the only thing she could do to help Jia Yuhui now.

"Do you know that I've been waiting for this moment for a long time!" Jia Yuhui was extremely excited, but the expression on his face was extremely stiff, and compared to his words, Mu Ne's face looked out of place.

"You didn't come to this for the sake of saying that?" Mao Zhihua raised his knife and pointed at Jia Yuhuiyi, and the cold killing intent mixed with spiritual pressure made the surrounding temperature turn sharply.

"Great, I guess no one in this world will have such treatment as me, being so favored by the three sword eight," Jia Yuhui laughed insolently and pulled out the slashing knife at his waist.

There's something wrong with that knife! Intense purple spiritual pressure was gushing out from the slashing knife in Jia Yuhui's hand, and the partition on the handle of the knife quickly wrapped around Jia Yuhui's arm as if it had come to life, splitting several spikes and piercing into his arms and wrists. And Jia Yuhuiyi didn't seem to have any pain, on the contrary, he enjoyed his face.

"Your sword ......" how could U no Hua not notice the problem, "Your previous spiritual pressure was not like this, it was your sword that was devouring you......

"Devour?" Jia Yuhui stretched out his finger and nodded, "This word is well used, devour. In your eyes, it is true that this knife is eating away at my body, but only I know that Yan Mingmaru is making me stronger, making me a true god of death." There is always an incomprehensible irony in the words that come out of the mouth of Jia Yuhui, who is almost imaginary, "By the way, you don't know yet, do you?" He shook his head in regret, "You took care of me for so long, I should have let you know as soon as possible. But it's not too late, Captain Uno Hana, and let me show you what I'm really capable of."

"It's coming, Captain Uno Hana!" Tezuka called for the flower of U, the one in front of him was no better than the other Chosen One, and his current spiritual pressure strength was several times higher than that of the captain.

"Liberation, Shura Hundred Hells!" Jia Yuhui shouted and smashed the slashing knife that had been integrated with him into the ground, and for a while, the entire high platform shook, and several chains poured out of the ground to tie Jia Yuhui's hands and feet.

U no Flower took a deep breath and swung her knife at Ka Yu Huiyi.

"I've waited too long for this moment!" Jia Yuhui let out a loud shout, and several skeletons broke through the ground under his feet, and pounced on the flower of Mao with the momentum of a demon. They all have chains tied around their wrists like Jia Yuhui, and they make a "whoosh" sound with their movements.

Uno Hana's movements did not pause in the slightest, only to see a white light slash along the blade, and all the skulls that rushed towards her stopped moving, and then they were all split in two from their waists.

"You don't deserve to be a god of death, Kayuichi." U no Hua put away the knife, and as the blade returned to the sheath, a large amount of blood suddenly splashed out of Jia Yuhui's abdomen, and his whole person lost his center of gravity and knelt on the ground. "There are many ways to become stronger, and you chose the most unbearable one."

How can such a flower be so strong? Tezuka was shocked in his heart, he thought that the captain of the fourth team was just a person with medical skills, but he didn't expect to defeat the already virtual Kayu Huiyi with just one sword. And the most surprising thing is the "Sword Eight" that Jia Yuhui shouted in his mouth. Unexpectedly, this peaceful-looking female captain turned out to be a Kenpachi.

"Hahaha," Jia Yuhui supported his increasingly heavy body with both hands, if he hadn't used those skulls just now

After a few sharp edges, he would have been cut in two long ago. "That's right, Captain Mao no Flower, so that's worthy of your identity." He slowly stood up with one hand on his blood-spattered abdomen, "But it's not over yet, I already knew that I couldn't deal with you at this level alone."

Uno Hana turned her head sideways, her expression full of indifference.

"Kill the Great Array, a hundred blades and ghosts." The blood in Jia Yuhui's abdomen dripped to the ground, seeping into the ground and disappearing. Then several blood-red withered claws burst out of the ground, and a red skeleton seemed to be a demon from hell, surrounding Jia Yuhuiyi's side back and forth, looking terrifying and abnormal.

"Are you going to use such a move against me," Uno Hana didn't even close his eyes and look at him.

"You, you have this expression every time," Jia Yuhui spat out a red blood mist in his mouth, a trace of red light flashed in his eyes, and his voice was hoarse, "Last time, Kenpachi, and this time, you." Everyone looked at me like garbage, and I just wanted to be stronger. What's wrong with me!" He opened his mouth wide and roared, as if he could see that there was a mouth in his wide open mouth. This is the characteristic of emptiness, and his face has turned into a mask, covering the void beneath his skin.

The blood-colored skeletons beside him leapt towards the flower like wild beasts as if they had heard some command, and opened their blood-red mouths wide as if they were about to devour her.

Uno Hana didn't open her eyes from beginning to end, and just when Tezuka hesitated to use the ghost path, several white lights flashed around Uno Hana, and Tezuka didn't even see her hand with the knife, and all the skeletons were all stuck in the air, and then turned into several skeletons and fell to the ground, and at the same time, the tower finally couldn't support the destruction of the two and collapsed.

Uno Hana tapped her foot and leaped to the ground nearby. She didn't look at the dust raised in front of her, put away her knife and turned around to leave.

Tezuka didn't know how to describe this battle, and the opponent was obviously a few notches above the captain's spiritual pressure, but he was still killed with a single sword.

"Captain Uno Hana, ...... you" The murderous aura on Uno Hana's body has not yet dissipated, which makes Tezuka not know what to say.

Uno Hana didn't take over the mound, but after walking a few steps, she suddenly stopped, and turned back to face the dust and flying dust on the ground, with a slight doubt in her eyes.

"It's amazing," a half-dried skeleton collapsed on the ruins opened its mouth, "and it broke through the killing array with a single sword, worthy of being the captain of the flower of the U."

"Is that what you're capable of," Uno Hana reached out again and grabbed the long knife at her waist.

"But you're underestimating me too much," a skull falling from a height moved its withered jaws, "how dare I come to you without something new."

Uno Hana stopped talking, and drew the knife again.

"Ten thousand knives, ten thousand knives to block the burial."