Holding the captain of the master and apprentice, Haori, the minister of the birds, he retreated far to the edge, looking at the two confrontational figures in the distance unusually nervously.

It's a dead day, and the strongest master and apprentice in the history of the Thirteenth Team of the Protector have turned against each other.

Feeling the scorching heat in the air, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and suddenly felt his throat dry, and even breathing seemed quite difficult.

Even when he was lying on the ground and pretending to be dead to attack Yuhabach a thousand years ago, Minister Jiro of the Sparrow had never been so nervous.

The same faded captain feather, the same death tyrant suit tied around the waist, the same strong upper body, the same surging spiritual pressure.

The only difference is.

There are countless scars on Yamamoto Motoyanagisai's body, which is a symbol of his honor, a testimony that he has become the strongest god of death in thousands of years, and it is also the weight of his mouth!

On the other hand, the body is as white as jade, and the faint spiritual pressure light covers every knotted muscle, showing the beauty of strength, just like an ancient sculpture carved in general.

Although he didn't use the Flowing Blade, the instinct of the flame seemed to be imprinted in Yamamoto Motoyanagisai's soul.

As soon as I breathed in, the scorching breath filled the surroundings, and the surging heat hit the ground, dust, and tree branches......

The weeds on the ground curled up at a speed visible to the naked eye until they turned charred black and lost all life.

Su Feng's face was calm, but he didn't have the slightest contempt.

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai symbolizes the limit of death in the true sense, and the four basic combat skills of slashing fists and ghosts are all full marks, and the slashing knife is even more developed to the extreme.

In the face of monsters of this level, even Youhabach needs to deal with it with special means, and he can't be too careful.

What's more, Yamamoto Motoyanagisai just wanted to vent the anger in his heart.

He guarded the justice of the millennium, and under the operation of the wind tracing the wind, it became a dispensable joke, and it was understandable that his emotions were uncontrollable.

"Boy, watch out."

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai's body was slightly heavy, the five fingers of his right hand were open and clenched, and he stretched forward in front of his knees:

"The old man won't spare his hands at all......"

The moment the words fell, the violent spiritual pressure rose to the sky, and the flames of wanton catharsis turned into angry cries above the dome.

The sky of the battlefield seemed to be scorched at this moment, the clouds all disappeared, and the scorching heat in the air climbed to an unbearable extreme!

After a brief burst of spiritual pressure, the old figure covered in flames erupted at an astonishing speed, without the use of a trace of instantaneous steps, only a burst of pure power.

The ground beneath his feet cracked open under the force of the shock, and in an instant turned into a scorched black color under the scorching heat.

The flames swept across the battlefield and headed straight for Tracing Wind's figure.

As early as the moment when Yamamoto Motoyanagisai's spiritual pressure erupted, Su Feng's nerves were already tense to the extreme, and every muscle in his body was trembling slightly, excited for the battle that was about to break out.

The flames swept through the sky, and the scorching heat rushed to the face!

Thundered!

Without any accidents, the master and apprentice brazenly broke out in the open space for the first fist bone collision!

Rumble!

It was as if a level 12 wind had passed through the battlefield, and countless boulders rolled up in anger, swept to smithereens in a concentric circle-like shock wave.

The fierce wind howled above the dome, causing the finch minister Jiro who was on the edge of the battlefield to retreat again and again, unable to withstand the aftermath of the raging aftermath.

The roar of the roar was like a burst of thunder, resounding through the battlefield and spreading to the team building with ripples visible to the naked eye.

Almost the entire Ichiban team of Grim Reaper heard this explosion, and at the same time, they were stunned, but they were also shocked by the existence of the battle with Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekoku.

They are no strangers to the spiritual pressure of the wind.

As early as when he came to the Ichiban team to learn Yuanliu, the soldiers of the Ichiban team were already familiar with his spiritual pressure.

But how long has it been since the person who was once taught by Captain Yamamoto has been able to fight him head-on?!

Could it be that the information that circulated in the Lingling Court before was not a rumor?!

Countless doubts arose in the hearts of the team members, but they were hindered by their current work and could not leave their posts.

However, in the Ling Court, the captains who noticed the spiritual pressure of Yamamoto Motoyanagisai and the staggered wind tracing together had already rushed to the direction of the team building.

It's not clear what happened, but it's always right to rush to the scene as soon as possible.

Whether it is Yamamoto Moto, Liu Zhai Chongguo, or Gang Ya Dai Tracing the Wind, both of them can be regarded as the Optimus White Jade Pillar of the Corpse Soul Realm, and the Purple Gold Beam of the Sea, any injury to either side is a huge loss to the Corpse Soul Realm.

The collision of similar spiritual pressures stirred up scorching waves, and golden thunder and red flames intertwined and spread, instantly incinerating the surrounding trees into ashes and rolling them into the air.

The two of them were like wrestling bulls, their bodies leaning slightly, their fists and bones collided with each other, and the spiritual pressure of materialization lingered near them, destroying the ground in all directions.

Compared with Yamamoto Motoyanagisai, there is a certain gap between experience and combat skills.

The only advantage is the transcendent-level spiritual pressure.

But the two are not a life-and-death fight, and if they really go all out, it will only make the meaning of this battle deteriorate.

"Superb white fighting skills, but unfortunately there is a little less indomitable momentum."

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai commented in a deep voice, "Come up with real strength, this amount alone is far from enough!" ”

The moment the words fell, the flames on his side suddenly erupted, dyeing the sky red in an instant, and the majestic tsunami-like spiritual pressure swept through most of the Ling Court in an instant.

After the initial temptation, Yamamoto Motoyanagisai no longer held his hand, and immediately assumed a posture of bone flow, as if there was dark red magma flowing above his fists.

Even if he hadn't learned techniques such as instantaneous coaxing, in the past two thousand years, Yamamoto Motoyanagisai had already been able to perfectly control every bit of his own strength.

The angle from which he could burst out with the strongest attack was already imprinted in his soul like instinct.

Bone flow: One bone!

The moment the posture was pulled, the fist shadow roared and erupted, like a mad demon, countless heavy hammers fell fiercely, and everything in front of him seemed to be shrouded in the flames.

Su Feng's eyes widened, and his brain went blank for a moment.

Isn't one bone an attack like an ultimate?

Why did you become a flat A directly here in the old man!?

A strong threat struck, and the crisis of life and death shrouded in the heart of the wind, he instinctively in the same posture, with his arms outstretched, accurately captured the fist falling by Yamamoto Motoyanagisai, and met it head-on.

For a moment, the continuous explosion echoed on the battlefield, and the deafening air explosion seemed to tear the eardrums of the onlookers.

The shock wave that shook the mountains erupted violently.

In an instant, the earth within a radius of dozens of kilometers exploded layer by layer, and scorched black dust rose into the sky, and in the roar, the entire battlefield was swept up with dust.

The charred dust united the dome and the earth as a whole, and everything tangible and invisible that was caught up in it was instantly annihilated into ashes and drifted freely.

Shojiro of the Bird used the No. 39 Binding Road Round Gate Fan in front of him to avoid being affected by the aftermath, and the captain-level spiritual pressure lingered in his body, resisting the powerful pressure coming from all directions.

He stared in shock at the center of the battlefield, and now he was only on the edge of the battlefield, and he felt as if the end of the world was coming.

What kind of scene will it be for the two people who are still bombarding each other on the battlefield?!

There were no bells and whistles, just a collision of pure power and spiritual pressure, and between the fists and bones, the ground collapsed, dust flew, and flames and thunder intertwined.

The attack speed of the two of them had even formed an afterimage, as if there were countless arms bursting with majestic power at the same time.

If you have to say it, it's like a battle between the world and the platinum star, but it's magnified thousands of times in terms of destructive power!

In just a few seconds, this hundred miles of open space was slashed by three points, as if it had collapsed by an earthquake.

The aftermath of the burst continued to expand, and the forest farther away was swept along.

The big tree that several people were able to surround collapsed.

The peaks that stood on the edge collapsed directly, and before the rubble fell, it turned into powder in the roaring flames and thunder, and floated like ashes under the dome.

Endless smoke and dust covered everything as far as the eye could see, and only the deafening sound of a sonic boom resounded through the battlefield.

By the time the captains arrived near the battlefield, it was already a mess.

Jingle Chunshui couldn't hide his shock, and he didn't even notice the tone of his voice when he spoke:

"Is this guy preparing to turn around?"

"What kind of grudge does he have with the old man of the mountain, and such a fierce battle broke out?!"

Sensing the spiritual pressure of the crowd, the minister of the finches Jiro hurriedly appeared beside him and explained the situation, in case they suddenly broke into the battlefield and were affected by the battle between the master and apprentice.

"Although the old man doesn't have a lot of brains, he is not enough to break into a battle of this level." Komamura said in a sullen voice.

Zhibo comforted with his words: "Don't worry, both of them only used white beatings, which shows that they are still measured......"

However, before the words were finished, the roar of the battlefield came to an abrupt end.

Instead, the heaven-like expanse of spiritual pressure erupted, and two huge pillars of light rushed straight to the dome, as if to pierce the sky together.

Along with it, there was also the beginning of the explanation that shook the world.

"Everything is in ashes!"

"Cut through nothingness, crack and thunder!"

Suddenly, the sky was covered with heavy clouds, as if there was a sudden change of day and night, and the surroundings instantly dimmed.

The wind howled, and several majestic tornadoes devoured the smoke and dust, creating a terrifying scene of the apocalypse.

Inside the black clouds, the blue-purple brilliant thunder roared endlessly, as if it was about to split the dome!

And in this darkness, the surging and endless heat wave erupted, and a blazing light broke out, turning into a round of scorching sun in the apocalypse, shining in all directions!

Everything around them vaporized, and even the ground, where there was no combustible, was filled with scorching flames.

The suffocating pressure immediately spread, enveloping the captains' bodies, and the scorching aura permeated the surroundings, Rao is captain-level spiritual pressure, and it was still difficult to breathe.

For a while, everyone's eyes were focused on Shiba Yixin.

"Ahem, it was just an accident, at least they didn't use it...... Hmm, hmm! ”

Before he finished speaking, Zhibo was choked by Jingle Chunshui in the posture of a strongman locking a man.

If he continues to speak, I'm afraid that the entire Corpse Soul Realm will cease to exist.

"Songming!"

A majestic roar rang out amid the roar of thunder, and Yamamoto Motoyanagisai swung his flaming blade forward from the bottom up.

In an instant, a crimson flame erupted above the blade, and a terrifying aura engulfed the tornado in front of it and replaced it.

The scorching temperature kept rising, as if it was about to burn the space to the ground.

"Chase the wind!"

Not to be outdone, Su Feng's backhand was to raise the knife and slash, and the blue-white wind breath lingered on the blade, roaring out in a spiral state, and instantly turned into a tyrannical wind blade that was enough to shake the battlefield.

The fire and wind are handed over, and the heavens and the earth are dyed in just an instant!

The two of them seemed to have a real fire, and before the residual power of this move subsided, they brewed a more vast spiritual pressure again.

The expressions of the captains of the onlookers changed again and again, and they could no longer be described as shocked.

His face was full of horror, as if he had seen the end coming.

Even Minister Jiro couldn't help but mutter, this master and apprentice wouldn't really want to kill each other, right?

"Blazing Hell ......"

"Senrore Prison ......"

As if they shared a tacit understanding, they chanted in a low voice at the same time.

The next moment, the flowing blade in the hand of Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekoku fell suddenly, and the majestic spiritual pressure melted into the ground, and countless hideous cracks like an abyss suddenly appeared, and the golden magma flowed wantonly in it.

In an instant, dozens of pillars of fire burst into flames and rushed straight to the top of the dome, as if they were about to tear apart the heavy clouds on them and burn them out.

However, at the moment when the pillar of fire erupted, the rolling black clouds suddenly pressed down, and the ground seemed to sink with it, and the bursting thunder swept wildly, and the terrifying coercion permeated.

Suddenly, the oppressive clouds shook the wind, and the vast and endless sea of thunder broke out instantly, and the scorching thunder then competed with the pillar of fire in the sky for light, rendering the vast blazing white that belonged to it!

The terrifying pillar of thunder fell instantly, and the heat of the scorching flames was diffused, and the thunder in the rolling black clouds all burst and fell.

Thunderstorms rage, flames are raging!

Countless violent thunderbolts poured down like a waterfall, turning into a thunder prison that covered the entire battlefield, devouring the pillars of fire from the bottom up.

Looking at it from a distance, the real apocalyptic scene fell into it, the flames and thunder continued to change, each other's strength was extinguished, and the extreme heat was raging!

The dust and smoke were all wiped out at this moment, and not even a trace was left!

The captains who were watching on the edge of the battlefield were stunned to see the terrifying scene beyond imagination in the distance, only to feel that their scalps were bursting and it was difficult to breathe......

It's like someone is choking your throat!

Thank you for the reward of the overturned ketchup boss, and thank you for the monthly ticket feeding of the bigwigs

(End of chapter)