Meanwhile......

The battlefield where Araki and Uno Hana Yachiryu fought.

With Araki's dissolution, the endless colorful glass light, as if instead of the great sun in the sky, came from the sky, caressing the earth and enveloping all things. Naturally, it also shrouded the eight thousand streams of the flower and the pool of blood that wrapped her......

And after the Eight Thousand Streams of the Flower of the U were dissolved, the endless plasma released turned into a pool of blood that soaked the earth, and naturally spread to the feet of Araki! In an instant, the surface of Araki's feet was submerged, and at the same time, as more and more blood seeped in all directions, the water level continued to rise, and the pool of blood became more and more turbid, and the blood spread along Araki's feet towards his calves......

"Originally, with the characteristics of you and me, it is not suitable for release in this Lingling Court!"

"As time goes on, whether it's your sea of blood or my glass light, it will envelop the entire Lingling Court, right?!"

Araki looked at the Eight Thousand Streams of Uno Hana standing in the sea of blood, and said lightly.

"Since you and I have understood, what's the point of talking about this again?!"

Hearing this, there was a bit of disdain in her eyes, she had endured it to the limit, and the destruction of the Spirit Court was no longer important in her eyes......

There is only one important thing at the moment, and that is 'war'! Fight until between the two sides and someone falls!

"Boom!"

Just between the dialogue between Araki and the Eight Thousand Streams of the Flower of Ug, a spiritual pressure that was far stronger than the Eight Thousand Streams of the Flower of Araki and the Flower of the Uga at this moment suddenly rose to the sky!

The spiritual pressure is different from the coldness and coldness of the flower, just when it falls on the person, he feels a stream of heat rushing in, giving people a feeling of scorching, burning, and warming......

"Huh?!"

With the outbreak of the spiritual pressure, Araki and Uno Hana Yachiryu, who had originally planned to start a fierce fight, all put down the swords in their hands and looked in the direction of the person who burned the spiritual pressure.

I saw that a middle-aged man wearing a sleeveless white feather weave and a striking cross-shaped scar on his forehead quietly pulled out the slashing knife at his waist and whispered in a low voice.

"Everything is ashes, and the blades are like fire!"

"Boom!"

With the words of liberation in the man's mouth, with endless coercion and low tones, the monstrous flames rose to the sky! Burned half the sky......

If it weren't for the fact that everyone present knew in advance that this was just the beginning of the man's sword slashing, they would have mistakenly thought that this sky-high flame was the captain of the thirteenth team of the court again, who had carried out the sword slashing!

"It's so hot~"

"After so many years, the old man's sword is still so hot and violent!"

Araki looked sideways at the scorching flames, and couldn't help but smile, relieved to see that his old-fashioned master was still so strong.

Yes, the person who started the solution is none other than Araki's master, the founder of the 'Genryū' swordsmanship, the chief teacher of the 'Genji Juku', the chief captain of the thirteenth team of the Imperial Court, and the strongest god of death in the Soul Court - Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekoku!

And the slashing knife liberated in Yuan Liuzhai's hand naturally has the highest attack power in the corpse soul realm, and it is also the strongest hot slashing knife - the flowing blade is like fire!

"Boom!!"

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekoku didn't pay attention to the bad guy he hadn't seen for many years, he gently waved the slashing knife in his hand, and suddenly the endless flames moved as he wished, burning in all directions, and the flames were vertical and horizontal, whether it was a sea of blood or a glow, they all retreated.

By the time Araki and the Eight Thousand Streams of U Flower reacted, the blazing flames released by the Flowing Blade had turned into a wall of fire ten thousand feet high, trapping the Eight Thousand Streams of Blood of U Flower and the glow of Araki in the area within a radius of two spirits......

"I can't let you continue to destroy this Lingling Court!"

After Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni finished all this, he quietly preached to Araki and Uno Hana Yachiryu.

"Tsk~"

"If you want to say, if you want to destroy the corpse soul realm, whether it is my glazed light or the flower of Mao, it is not as destructive as the old man of the mountain, your flowing blade is like fire, right?!"

After listening to his master's words, Araki complained silently in his heart.

"It stands to reason that the most suitable place for the two of you 'big villains' to fight should be the Infernal Hell given up by the old man's team!"

"But that's it! Now that you have fought to this extent, then fight to your heart's content in the fire released by the old man! ”

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekoku did not wait for Araki and Uno Hana to say more than eight thousand words, so he preached on his own.

After that, Yamamoto even found a stubborn stone by himself, sat on it with a fart, his hands were like clubbing crutches, the flowing blade in his hand was like fire, quietly looked at the Araki and Uno Hana in front of him, and continued: "Okay, no need to say more! Don't worry about the old man, you are the protagonists of this showdown! ”

"Alas, I'm really scared of you." When Araki heard this, he smiled helplessly at his master, then looked at Unohana and said, "At this point, if we don't take it seriously, it will be a little rude~"

"Fight!"

When the eight thousand streams heard this, they just said one word lightly, and in the next second, the endless sea of blood condensed towards the knife in her hand.

"Suck ......"

Araki faced the eight thousand streams of Uno Flower that condensed the sea of blood, and took a sharp breath, his eyes seemed to have scarlet electric light drawn into filaments at this moment, and the picture of the future was like a PPT slide, scene by scene flashed in Araki's fast-moving mind.

“…… Call! ”

With the turbid breath from Araki's mouth, the green tendons on his sword-holding arm were already like green dragons 'roaring' one after another, constantly bulging!

The pitch-black lightning, carrying endless coercion, wrapped around the sword in Araki's hand, the glow of the sky, and the spirit child in the body, also continued to converge at this moment, roaring......

At this moment, all the power in Araki's body was all united!

Then, swing it hard!

"Boom!!"

The huge sword pressure, the 'sword qi', or the flying slash, was like an undulating mountain, and like the sawsaw's rotating saws, slashing towards the sea of blood where the eight thousand streams of the flower gathered......

It's just a face, the sea of blood is still there, or the sword skills prepared by Mao Zhihua, they are all eclipsed in front of this sword, and they are all cut off!

"It's ...... What!? ”

Uno Hana Yachiryu couldn't understand the subtlety of this sword technique,

In U no Hana's opinion, that knife has no name, and it doesn't seem to be a great move, he seems to have returned to the most primitive slash, just raising the knife in his hand, and then slashing down hard......

But it was such an unremarkable knife that made Uno Hana Yachiryu directly startled in place, and her brain seemed to be down at this moment, and she couldn't understand how Araki swung this knife.

By the time the Eight Thousand Streams of U no Hana reacted, the sea of blood under her feet had been split in two by this sword, and even the flowing blade in the hands of Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekoku, the flame wall forged inside and outside the two spirits was under the knife of Araki, splitting a huge gap!

But Araki's endless sword pressure did not stop there, but after splitting through the high wall, he flew up to the clouds, crushing the dark clouds in the air and gradually dissipating into the sky......

"What are you looking at?!"

Without waiting, the U no Flower thought about it a lot, and a sharp blade that emitted a cold light was already on her snow-white neck, and Araki, whose mind had been calm, looked at the U no Hua with a slightly surprised expression, and said lightly.

“……”

Unohana's pale lips moved slightly, as if to say something.

"U no Hua, your current opponent is me, don't be distracted!"

Araki returned what Uno Hana Yachiryu had said to him before to the other party at this moment.

"Whew!"

Hearing this, Uno Hana exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and her mind that was disturbed by Araki's knife gradually calmed down with Araki's cold voice, and then the endless battle intent rose from the chest of Uno Hana!

"Fight!!"

This is the second time that the word has been said to Araki, but compared to before, this time the battle intent of the flower is more victorious, and the word in her mouth is more generous and powerful.

I have to say that even if it stands in the sea of blood, the eight thousand streams of the flower of Mao are also extremely beautiful, but now no one is in the mood to enjoy this beautiful scenery, standing in the sea of blood, the flower of Mao with great killing intent is like a 'rakshasa' that devours people! Glamorous, but deadly!

Seeing this, the corners of Araki's mouth rose, and the blade in his hand turned into an afterimage......

"Whew!!"

It was just a flash of cold light!

On the shoulders of Araki and Uno Hana, there were immediately blood-red roses blooming, and the blood dissolved in the sea of blood under their feet, dissolving in the sea of blood, and the injuries of the two disappeared into the invisible under the illumination of colorful light and the continuous nourishment of the sea of blood.

"Hahaha......"

Laughter is stirring!

At this moment, whether it was Araki or the Eight Thousand Streams of Uno Hana, they no longer paid attention to the glow shining in the sky, the pool of blood on the ground, and even the Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekoku who was sitting quietly like a statue not far from the two of them......

The only thing left in the eyes of the two was each other, and they were enjoying this killing feast! It is like two crazy beasts, constantly waving the blades in their hands, 'dancing' in the glow of the sea of blood, fighting to the death in the wall made of flames, in this sea of fire and hell!

"Haha~"

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni looked at the two people in front of him who were fighting like beasts, and showed a cruel smile.

The wall of fire that was split by Araki's sword was not closed by Yamamoto, and this battle between the top swordsmen in the corpse soul realm, if he was the only audience, would inevitably seem a little bleak and sad~

Yamamoto knows in his heart that the fight between fierce beasts will always attract the onlookers of jackals, since he is here, then keep his eyes open and look at it, how strong is he Yamamoto Yuan Liu Zhai Chongguo's disciple!

Then, after understanding the strength of Araki, the old man's personal disciple, let me be scared to the fullest! Because from now on, in this great Lingling Court, what you are afraid of will not only be this flowing blade in the old man's hand!