In the next moment, with the palm of the Si Feng Yuan Yaichi pulling from his face, a mask almost the same as the void covered the face of the Si Feng Yuan Ye Yi!

Spiritual Pressure......

"Boom!"

Moreover, it is no longer the pure spirit pressure of the god of death, but the huge spirit pressure mixed with the power of the void is centered on the night of the four maple courtyards, and it erupts wildly like a hurricane in all directions.

The white lightning that had been escaping from the "instantaneous" form seemed to be covered with a layer of black, and exploded towards the surroundings in a larger area.

U no Hua Lie's gaze was still so calm and calm, and he spoke. "Oh? Similar to the state more than 100 years ago, blurred? ”

"There's no way, after all, if the opponent is Captain Unohana, I'm a little less serious, if I'm really hacked to death by Captain Unohana, I won't have to go to hell to accompany that little ghost of Senju Makoto?"

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However, originally this was just a ridiculous remark that Sifeng Yuan consciously said at night to ease the atmosphere, but it was unusually harsh to the ears of Uno Hanari......

Although, Uno Hanari believes in Senju Makoto very much, but ......

"This kind of unpleasant thing, it's better to erase it."

The blood-colored spiritual pressure on Mao Zhihualie's body was no longer suppressed, and between the bursts of the materialized spiritual pressure, even the braids that were originally tied to Mao Zhihualie's chest were directly scattered, so that between the supple black hair flying wildly, it was almost like two people in Mao Zhihualie's usual life.

Immediately, Mao Zhihualie stepped out in one step, crossing the distance between the two sides in the blink of an eye, and the slashing knife in his hand slashed out towards the night of the Sifeng Courtyard!

Sifeng Yuan Yeyi was in a state of maintaining "instantaneous" and "virtual" at the same time, and a certain thought flashed by......

However, before the night of Sifeng Yuan had time to think, the thunder and lightning formed by the convergence of black and white converged in both arms and resisted the falling blade of the flower of the mao.

"Boom!"

Countless frenzied black and white thunderbolts seemed to have been cut into large areas in an instant, and countless arcs of electricity escaped, causing huge damage to trees one by one......

There are a lot of terrifying aftermaths again, which erupt one after another!

……

In the meantime, on the Hill of Twin Deaths!

"Boom!

！ ”

A huge roar echoed, and the entire Twin Dead Hill shook with it......

Compared to the battle collision between Kurosaki Ichigo and Kuchigi Hakuya, the battle between Ishida Yuryu, who maintains the "muscle dragon form", and Komamura Left Formation, Hibanya Fuyushiro, can be called extremely violent!

The bare-handed Ishida Yuryu only relied on that extremely strong body, and at the same time he carried the offensive of the Komamura left formation and the Hibanya Winter Shirou.

Among them, compared to the short body of Hibanya Winter Shiro, Ishida Yuryu looks like a muscular monster......

Even in the eyes of some Grim Reapers, who were watching the battle from afar, there was an inexplicable feeling as if Hibanya Winter Shirou had to jump up to hit Ishida Yuryu's knee.

In addition, Ishida Yuryu, under the constant head-on collision with the left formation of Komamura, also repeatedly resisted the attacks released by Hibanya Fuyushiro to fight back against the left formation of Komamura.

This made Hibanya Winter Shirou, who had extremely strong self-esteem, so angry that his whole face was about to turn red and warm, and he was about to take the lead in solving it......

"Boom!"

With a huge collision, Komamura's left formation, which maintained the Slashing Knife Heavenly Punishment and controlled a super-giant Slashing Sword to attack synchronously with the main body, was once again repulsed by several steps.

"Wait......"

The slightly wheezing voice of Komamura's left formation sounded under the iron mask, and he spoke to Hibanya Fuyushiro.

"Captain Hibanya, your serious injuries have not yet fully healed, and it would be too reluctant for you to use the swastika again in this situation."

Hibanya Winter Shirou replied with a stiff mouth. "Mischief, in a small sense."

"No, the old man meant...... Can Captain Hibanya hand over the opponent in front of him to the old man? ”

Komamura said calmly.

"Relatively speaking, the advantage of the old man's slashing knife lies in the amazing destructive power and frontal collision, and the old man who holds the name of protecting the court will never be defeated by a mere disaster."

Hibanya Winter Shirou hesitated for a moment, nodded slowly, and said.

"I understand, Captain Komamura, it's just that I may intervene at any time if necessary, and the current Jingling Court will not allow the captains to continue to lose their temper."

"Of course!"

Komamura's left formation responded, and with the sudden surge of spiritual pressure on his body, a loud shout suddenly sounded under the iron mask.

"Swastika Black Rope Heavenly Punishment King!"

In an instant, from behind the left formation of Komamura, a super giant black-armored warrior appeared out of thin air, just the big sword in his hand was hundreds of meters long, exuding amazing oppression and power all over his body.

That terrifying volume, just the moment it appeared, caused a large area of cobweb-like cracks to appear on the ground of the Twin Dead Hills under his feet.

"Although the old man may not have the astonishing courage and combat power of the Thousand Hands Makoto who once turned into a wooden Buddha by himself and resisted thousands of Yachucas, but with his determination to protect the wall of the Silent Spirit Garden, the old man will never lose to anyone......

Komamura took a step forward abruptly, and the sword in his hand slashed down towards Ishida Yulong from afar, and the black rope Heavenly Punishment King behind him moved synchronously.

The big sword, which was hundreds of meters long, tore out bursts of sonic booms and slashed towards Ishida Yulong.

From a distance, it looks like a slashing knife has fallen towards a tiny ant!

At this moment, Ishida Yulong's face also looked much more solemn......

As for the general ability information of the captains of the Thirteenth Team of the Imperial Court, Ishida Yuryu clearly remembers it.

Perhaps, the slashing sword of the Komamura left formation has flaws such as slowness, so that the threat level of the Komamura left formation can only be regarded as one star.

However, in terms of destructive power alone, the destructive power of the Black Rope Heavenly Damnation King is quite amazing!

Retreating, and then attacking the relatively sluggish Komamura left in the rest of the way is undoubtedly the most correct strategy to solve the Komamura left formation.

But......

Ishida Yulong's face froze, and his hands reluctantly closed towards the top of his head.

"Boom!"

Hundreds of meters of broadsword slashed down, almost completely covering Ishida Yulong in it, and easily slashed out a huge ravine hundreds of meters long.

"It's over?"

Just when Hibanya Winter Shirou subconsciously said a word, he suddenly still sensed the spiritual pressure of Ishida Yulong.

A gust of wind blew away, blowing away the smoke that filled the battlefield, and what appeared in front of everyone was the shocking scene.

The large knife hundreds of meters long was actually sandwiched above his head by Ishida Yulong, who was covered in bruised muscles, with only his hands folded......