Above the crimson sky, hundreds of millions of cherry blossoms flutter, weaving one beautiful scene after another.

The murderous aura was unbridled, and Kuchigi Hakuya jumped off the broken cliff and joined the battlefield, relieving the pressure on the Komamura Left Formation and the others.

The hundred-meter-tall black-armored warrior stepped forward, and with a heavy whistling sound, the giant blade tens of meters long slashed towards Arturo, who wantonly released a void flash in the sky, as if a mountain had collapsed.

The long knife that radiated a colorful light met it head-on, and the blood-red spiritual pressure wrapped around the side of the body, tyranny and eerie chill intertwined and surged, exuding an incomparably powerful and terrifying aura outward.

It seems that the fireflies are compared to the bright moon, and the body shapes of the two are in stark contrast.

However, the moment they touched each other, the sound of a boom resounded, and in an instant, it reverberated in the sky above the Lingling Court, forming an aftermath visible to the naked eye, spreading in all directions.

The impact was agitated, and the raging storm tore the earth apart again, and the trees of the forest farther away were uprooted, and before they could be swept into the wind, they were directly torn into debris and swept away into endless dust.

What's even more terrifying is that the moment the blade rebounded, the hundred-meter-high Black Rope Heavenly Punishment King staggered, retreated hundreds of meters away again and again, and ploughed out an abyss-like ravine.

"Tsuki, Senbon Sakura Jingyan!"

Rotten Wood Hakuya saw the opportunity, and all the spiritual pressure poured into the white blade in his hand, and in an instant, hundreds of millions of blades swirled, enveloping the Alturo in it with lightning speed, stacking it layer after layer, covering the figure inside like a seal.

"Did it work?"

Komamura wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and hurriedly looked at the sky.

Buzz –

Countless tiny blades swarmed together, colliding with each other, making a scalp-tinging perceptual sound.

A faint blue glow flashed in the pupils of Kuchigi Shiraya, like lightning and flint.

In the next moment, hundreds of millions of blades strangled inside, a violent wind whistled, surging out, and there seemed to be a sound of flesh tearing sound, and brilliant blood flowers bloomed between the pink blades!

When the billions of tiny blades were scattered, Arturo was already drenched in blood, and countless wounds bloomed on his body, like cherry blossoms blooming.

Looking down with demon-like eyes, the corners of Arturo's mouth tugged at each side:

"That's what it sounds like, Captain Reaper......"

"Back then, that Yamamoto Motoyanagi Chongguo burned ninety percent of my body!"

Between the extremely arrogant words, the countless wounds recovered at an extremely rapid speed, and it was only a time to breathe, and the seriously injured body could no longer find any wounds.

The tattered clothes were also fully restored at this moment.

As if going back in time, the Immortal King Arturo Pratido had regained his original form, and the tyrannical spiritual pressure was even greater than before, and there seemed to be viscous blood flowing above the crimson sky.

"Captain Komamura, please buy some time."

Broken Bee gritted his silver teeth, glanced unwillingly in the direction where Su Feng was, and then turned his head to the left formation of Komamura beside him and said.

"Do you want to use that, give it to the old man!"

The wolf's kiss on the left side of Komamura opened, and wisps of white gas escaped between its teeth, and the ferocious intent struck at him.

As the words fell, the Black Rope Heavenly Punishment King once again erupted with a substantial spiritual pressure, and the giant blade tens of meters long swung straight forward, and the white air exploded on both sides, emitting bursts of roaring sounds.

Arturo didn't seem to know what dodging was, and when he met him head-on, the slashing knife in his hand glowed with colorful rainbow light, which was extremely gorgeous.

The blood-red spiritual pressure wrapped around the blade, making each blow of it make the Black Rope Heavenly Punishment King retreat again and again, and the blood marks of the Dao Dao exploded on the body of the left formation of Komamura.

"Swastika: Sparrow Bee Thunder Whip!"

The silver chain conjured out of the spiritual pressure, wrapping around the slender waist of the crushed bee, and the huge golden missile like the tail of the queen bee was raised by the crushing bee with one arm, facing the sky.

The spiritual pressure wrapped around his body, and the endless and instantaneous storm was still raging.

The resolute gaze locked on the figure of the battle with the Black Rope Heavenly Punishment King, and after a short period of brewing, Broken Bee decisively activated the Sparrow Bee Thunder Whip with the power of killing with one blow!

With a casual knife slashing the giant blade tens of meters long, Arturo suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and the instinct of the Great Void sent him an unprecedented warning.

An indescribable chill stretched all the way to the Heavenly Spirit Cover at the spine, and the hairs on the whole body stood up!

The moment he looked in the direction of the howling wind, his golden pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinpoint.

The golden-red tail flame swept across the crimson dome, as if the painter's brush stroke was extremely heavy, and the background of the sky was completely divided.

The spiritual pressure roared, like a roaring thunder running from above the dome, and the sound of the air flow and explosion fell directly on Arturo's place.

Bang!

Under the huge mushroom cloud sky, the ruins erupted, and the turbulent air currents swept out, devouring everything tangible and intangible as far as the eye could see.

The ground blasted through, splattering countless pieces of rubble, but before it could fly out, it was melted into nothingness by the blazing flames that rolled in.

The aftermath is still like this, and the destructive power inside the flames can be imagined.

The terrible screams even overwhelmed the explosive roar of the Sparrow Thunder Whip, and the escaping spirits from the outside world were pressed under the turbulent air current, rolling and sweeping inward.

By the time everything had calmed down, the sky was no longer filled with Arturo's arrogant figure.

Komamura's left formation stepped forward to investigate, the ground trembled and hummed, and countless dust continued to stir up into the air as the black-armored samurai ran.

In the deep pit hundreds of meters in diameter, an indistinguishable humanoid figure crawled among them, the charred flesh and blood turned over, revealing the white bones of Senran, and under the destruction of the extreme high temperature, most of the body had been melted and disappeared, and even the head was only half left.

If it weren't for the remnants of spiritual pressure, he might have thought he was completely dead.

"The last blow will be ended by the old man!"

As the captain of the Grim Reaper who has been fighting for a long time, Komamura Zuo Zhen naturally understands the truth of taking advantage of his illness to kill him, and his justice also belongs to watching people cook.

However, when the giant blade that radiated a clear light was raised, the non-humanoid object in the scorched black pit suddenly poured out countless flesh and blood, as if countless tentacles were intertwined, and it was only in an instant that Arturo's complete form was woven.

"How so!?" Komamura's left pupils shrank suddenly, "It's impossible to ......"

The brilliant sword light exploded from the deep pit, and Arturo slashed down diagonally in the state of his robe, and when he was about to split the hideous crack in the left formation of Komamura in front of him, the white bones were clearly visible!

A large amount of blood erupted like a fountain, and the left side of Komamura fell to its knees again, and the blood soaked the ground into a river.

"Just a little bit."

Arturo walked slowly out of the pit, his golden pupils locking onto the figure of the crushed bee in front of him, and his tyrannical aura almost condensed into substance.

"Just a little bit."

"The great Arturo Pradedo is completely gone!"

"You Grim Reapers, it's really chilling from the bottom of your heart!"

As soon as the words fell, Arturo turned into a streamer of light and headed straight for the smashing bee in the distance, the surging spiritual pressure lingering down, and the hideous demon skull reappeared above, letting out a silent roar.

The wind was raging and the dust was flying.

Seeing this, the broken bee bit his lower lip lightly, and forcibly endured the fatigue of his body and raised the finch bee thunder whip in his hand again, wanting to condense a missile that would kill with one blow again.

When she first mastered the swastika solution, she could only use it once every three days, but with the instantaneous practice with Sufeng, the spiritual pressure increased, and the physique was enhanced, she could barely reach one shot a day.

If you use it now, it will inevitably cause a serious load on the body.

Just as its spiritual pressure was agitating and the finch bee thunder whip was condensed and formed, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"It's alright, Broken Bee."

"You've done well enough......"

A familiar figure appeared in front of her, although it did not have a strong momentum, but it was inexplicably reassuring.

"I ......" Broken Bee stopped talking, and there seemed to be a glitter in his eyes.

At this time, that Arturo had already been killed, and the hideous and murderous smile appeared on that handsome face, which looked particularly weird.

"Is there another one to die?"

"It's okay, I'll send you to hell one by one!"

Beneath the twisted rage, there was a roar that did not resemble a human voice.

The blade that exuded a rainbow of brilliant light lingered around the blood-red spiritual pressure, and under the slash, the air flow was agitated and separated to both sides, as if it was about to cut off the space together, and the twisted lines fluctuated on both sides of the blade, and the fierce aura almost condensed into substance!

Arturo's pupils glowed with madness, as if he had seen the beautiful scene of death being split in two and blood spilling in front of him.

However, he really didn't notice that the moment the Grim Reaper appeared on the battlefield in front of him, the other captains reined in their spiritual pressure, and even their state became extremely relaxed, and they looked relaxed after the whole battle.

Bang!

The blade fell, and the blood-red spirit pressure like the tide of the sea overwhelmingly struck, and everything in sight was submerged and swallowed.

Arturo's expression stiffened at this moment.

In those golden pupils, a creepy picture was reflected!

His blow that burst out of everything was actually blocked by the other party lightly, just a white index finger was erected by his side, and the blade could no longer advance even a little!

"Waves of filth, ships of madness."

"Boiling, numb, flickering, sleepless."

Tracing Wind calmly looked at Arturo in front of him, and his indifferent voice echoed over the empty ruins like a bell for death.

A more terrifying sense of danger than before completely enveloped him, and the breath of death covered his left and right, as if countless tiny insects were frantically devouring his heart, and fear descended!

Arturo tried to pull out his blade, but found that his muscles stiffened, and even the movement of his eyes became extremely difficult.

I don't know when, the invisible spiritual pressure has already covered his body, not to mention the action of drawing the knife, even the instinct of breathing has become extremely difficult.

Every beat of his heart seemed to bring him one step closer to death.

"The princess of steel is also embroidered, and the clay puppet is crumbled."

"Assemble, confront the enemy, and fill the ground to make him know that he is powerless!"

The ghost path incantation continued to be chanted, black distorted lines had already appeared all around, the space was wildly twisted, and the materialized blood-red spiritual pressure was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ninety Black Coffin!"

The moment the last ghost incantation fell, the pitch-black coffin was sealed layer by layer, completely engulfing Arturo's body like an iron wall.

Puff snort sneering –

Countless black blades stood out in the long coffin, splitting its body into countless parts in a single moment.

However, how could Arturo, known as the Immortal King, die so easily, the ability to create organs, regenerate his body, and regenerate to the limit allowed him to heal his injuries at an unreasonable speed.

But the black coffin still stood in place, and the sharp blade made of black shadows once again split his body and shattered it, cutting out his life.

It's as if you're stuck in an endless loop.

It wasn't until Arturo's spiritual pressure was completely subsided that the movement stopped completely.

When the black coffin disintegrated, a pile of scraps of meat appeared on the ruins.

"Quite a good material for living experiments!"

At the end of the battle, Nirvana didn't know from which corner, and the whole person was like a glowing starfish, exuding a golden dazzling light, looking at the black coffin standing in front of him with a salivating face.

"I've just invaded another wave of the Great Spirit Book Corridor and found out some information about Arturo Pratido."

"Extreme regeneration, even if the head is destroyed, the powerful ability to recover ......"

Nirvana's eyes seemed to have been transformed into light bulbs, flickering with great dazzle, and he narrated the relevant information crookedly.

Su Feng glanced at this guy, his gaze was indifferent but made his heart hairy, and after a moment of silence, a calm voice sounded:

"Then I'll leave it to you."

Arturo's death provided a slight increase in spiritual pressure and a boost in soul strength for the wind.

As a self-defeating Wastod, its strength is still relatively good, even in the face of the siege of several captains, it can still not fall behind.

If he hadn't been hit head-on by the Sparrowbee Thunder Whip, he would probably have played like a cat and mouse for a while.

In the Ichiban team building, next to the scorching stove, a blade with a warm flame was inserted into the mouth of the stove, and several charred black sweet potatoes were placed on it.

The old man stared intently at the changes in the sweet potato, but his attention was fixed on the tyrannical spiritual pressure escaping from the outside world.

It wasn't until Arturo's spiritual pressure was gone that he breathed a sigh of relief and turned his attention back to the sweet potato:

"Damn, old man's sweet potato!"

After confirming that there were no other ghost seals under the Twin Death Execution Ground, Su Feng and the others also temporarily left this area, and ordered other Reaper soldiers to come and repair it.

However, not long after they left.

Soon after Arturo's death, the spirit of the ruins lingered, gradually solidifying, turning into drops of black liquid, drifting into the distance like raindrops......

(End of chapter)