"Did Uno Hanari fail?"

Fake Kyoraku Harusui didn't seem to pin his hopes on other people, so there was no surprise in his expression.

"Prepare to escape, Ukitake."

He held two knives in his hand, threw out a backhand slash wheel, and the ring sword was pressed in front of him and slashed out, heading straight for the wind in the distance.

"With the level of the two of us, it's not enough to deal with two monsters at the same time."

Although the fake Ukitake Shiro was unwilling, he also recognized the other party's words.

With their strength, they may be able to deal with a scruples of Yamamoto Motoyanagisai.

But once there is one more existence that is not weaker than or even more terrifying than Yamamoto Motoyanagisai, then there is only a matter of waiting for death.

The two of them looked at each other, and even launched an instant attempt to move away from the battlefield.

"Hmph, want to escape?"

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai seemed to have been prepared for this, and slashed the ground with his backhand, and the majestic spiritual pressure was poured into it.

In an instant.

Countless abyss-like crevasses appeared on the escape route of the two, and the golden-red magma flowed freely in it, and the red-hot heat evaporated the moisture in the air in an instant.

In an instant, dozens of pillars of fire burst into flames, soaring straight into the sky, as if to burn a hole in the dome.

The road was blocked, and the faces of the two corpses were ugly.

I thought that Yamamoto Motoyanagisai would completely fall into disadvantage under the joint efforts of the two, but I didn't expect the other party to arrange the enchantment of the blazing hell on the battlefield with a flowing blade.

At the critical moment, a blazing hell attack came, completely blocking the escape route.

And at the moment when they paused, the more fierce and violent aura had completely locked the two of them, and death seemed to be behind them, approaching step by step!

"Don't be happy!"

Fake Jingle Chunshui slashed with a backhand, and the whirling tornado suddenly attacked towards the rear.

The wind was wrapped in flames, and the blazing heat instantly fell on Su Feng's figure.

Faced with this initial solution, Su Feng grinned and suddenly smiled:

"The original Jingle doesn't dare to play like this, you spirit corpses are bold one by one."

"Actually, trying to break through the old man's blazing hell is the best way to escape."

The two of them were ready and unmoved.

It is better to die than to die a heroic death.

The spiritual pressure was agitated, and the light of materialization was extremely small under the pillar of fire that reached the sky.

However, just as the battle was about to break out, Sufeng suddenly remembered something, turned around and walked in front of Yamamoto Motoyanagisai, and took out an object from his arms.

"I almost forgot the most important thing."

"Old man, take it, this is the latest herald magic machine, and it is worth the same as Captain Yuori."

"I've turned on the recording function."

"Be sure to record the whole process of this battle in its entirety."

"Be sure to take a picture of my handsome figure......"

didn't give Yamamoto Motoyanagisai a chance to refuse, and the moment Su Feng turned around again, he had already appeared in front of the two spirit corpses.

It's not often that there is an opportunity to beat Jingle Chunshui, and the last battle came to an abrupt end, and last time it couldn't be recorded because of the swastika in Kusong's heart.

I finally came across such a great opportunity.,If you don't shoot it.,Copy eight copies out of ten and send them to the Yaban team.。

I'm really sorry for the speculation that Jingle Chunshui suspected that he was behind the scenes.

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai's forehead was bruised, and his blood pressure soared, and he almost pinched the herald magic machine in his hand into electronic waste.

The Corpse Soul Realm is in danger, you kid still have the leisure to shoot battle scenes?!

Is now the time to do something like this?

Although he was very dissatisfied, Yamamoto Motoyanagisai subconsciously restrained his strength when he thought that such a gadget was worth the same as that of Captain Haori.

It's too precious.

He has always been diligent and thrifty, and he cannot tolerate such extravagant waste.

Even if he hadn't paid for it, a captain Haori would have been able to buy thirty or fifty properties in the third ring of the first district of Soul Street.

Just as Yamamoto Motoyanagisai set up the shooting pose, the battle broke out.

Su Feng did not choose to use the sword of slashing, but met it head-on in an instant, and the captain Haori was torn apart by the spirit pressure in an instant, and even the death overlord suit on the upper body was weathered by the golden thunder and the crimson wind breath.

Seeing this scene, Yamamoto Motoyanagisai felt his blood pressure rise again, and his temples at both ends jumped suddenly.

The philosophy of life that he realized in the Yuan Stream, didn't this rebel learn a little bit?

The two corpses did not dare to be careless, and held two knives to meet the battle.

The corners of Su Feng's mouth were open, his murderous smile was revealed, and his wings behind him were spread, as dazzling as the complete holy body of the Annihilator.

Instant Coaxing: Xunlei Peerless!

The gold and red colors even robbed the light of the blazing hell, and the wings of light bloomed, and the surging spiritual pressure danced wildly!

Fake Jingle Spring Water is staggered, and he is about to use the ability of the ghost to break through the defense of Su Feng.

But he was shocked to find that the figure was pushed by the light wings, as if it had transcended the isolation of space, and was instantly approaching in front of him.

A straight punch blasted out without any fancy-

Complete the Manifestation Technique: One Bone!!

The green perfect light was injected into the fist bones, fusing the power of the wind and thunder in an instant, and its power was promoted to the extreme!

This punch, fifty years of skill!

Rumble!!

At the moment of the collision, the eyes of the fake Jingle Chunshui suddenly widened, and an unprecedented terrifying power came from the blade, and the space around him seemed to be trembling violently.

He didn't even hold on for a second, and immediately the whole person was blown away, like a rolling gourd on the charred ground.

When he stood up, he found that the Flower Sky Crazy Bone that had staggered to resist this blow had an extra crack in the middle of the blade.

"Really, it's terrible......"

For the first time, Jingle Chunshui recognized the unevenness of the world.

I thought that if I was the same captain, even if my strength was not good, I might be able to get a chance to escape if I was able to live two tricks and do everything I could.

However, the opponent just threw a straight punch without any fancy, and it was to crack the slashing knife.

How does this work?

For the first time, Jingle Chunshui had such a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Just when it was decadent, Su Feng had already faced the fake Ukitake Shishiro, and it was still a familiar straight punch.

Under the bloom of the perfect light, the power of this shot and bone is even more ferocious than just now!

I saw that the sturdy and perfect muscles on Su Feng's body swelled, and his right fist was clenched, surpassing the light at this moment!

The terrifying spiritual pressure not only swept through the entire area of the team, but even spread to the Ling Court, and even almost everyone sensed this scalp-numbing sense of oppression!

Bang!!

A huge explosion erupted in the blazing hell, and in the billowing dust and smoke, the fake Ukitake Shiro rolled out in embarrassment.

When he barely stood up, the Pisces carp in his hand was completely broken, and the fracture was smooth and flat, as if it had been cut off.

"Once raw and twice ripe."

Jingle Chunshui beckoned, "This time it is guaranteed to be painless and neat, and there will definitely be no residue." ”

Looking at the demonic smile, the two of them felt an unprecedented fear in their hearts.

It's a feeling they've never felt before.

"If you don't come, then I'll go."

Su Feng smiled ferociously, and the light wings behind him erupted again, and the whole person immediately disappeared in place, and the brilliant golden and red lines floated through the flames.

In an instant, the two of them were like facing a great enemy, and the violent spiritual pressure erupted, and the four broken knives went straight to meet them.

Correspondingly, the ghost path of breaking the chant also sounded.

"Seventy-three of the Broken Dao, Double Lotus Flame Fall!"

"Eighty-Eight of Breaking the Dao: Flying Dragon Strikes the Thief and Shocks the Sky Thunder Cannon!"

In order to survive, the two broke out with all the means at their disposal.

The blazing flames bloomed to the fullest, and a huge blue beam of light attempted to engulf the incoming figure.

But the momentum of Tracing the Wind is much more terrifying than just now.

He let the Twin Lotus Flame Fall and the Flying Dragon Strike Thief Heaven-shattering Thunder Cannon fall on his body, and he was indifferent.

The broken path below the ninety that broke the chant was not enough to cause defense-breaking damage to him in an instantaneous state.

What's more, this time there is also the blessing of the completion technique.

He rarely used this ability, mainly because the opponents he encountered were not enough for him to use the current technique.

As an ability that can amplify everything in one's body, Tracing Wind's Manifestation Technique is definitely an excellent hole card.

Complete the Twin Bones!

There was no bias in Su Feng, and his fists blasted out like cannonballs in a cruel smile, tearing apart Cang Yan and the beam of light in an instant, and reaching the spirit corpse.

The two of them looked horrified, and it was an incomprehensible scene, and the high-level breakthrough had no effect at all.

As the fist wind approached, the feeling of oppression that is difficult to describe in words also hit.

This is completely different from when Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekoku fought.

The other party didn't care whether the Spirit Court was destroyed or not, and he didn't care if the burst of spiritual pressure would affect others.

In the eyes of the wind, there are only enemies.

The fist bone fell on the broken blade of the two, and under the gaze of horror, the fiery energy exploded on it, melting the blade in an instant!

Su Feng was quite satisfied with his results, and then took a deep breath, and the muscles on his arms bulged again, and the surging sense of power hit him instantly.

The power of the twin bones converged a little, and landed directly on the chests of the two of them.

Only a popping sound was heard, and the chests of the two suddenly collapsed.

At the same time as the blood spurted wildly, the two figures once again turned into rolling gourds and swirled on the charred ground.

Through the herald divine machine, Yamamoto clearly saw this scene, and suddenly felt the end of the old era, and the new generation was better than the old.

Su Feng followed in an instant, and blew up the head of the fake Ukitake Shishiro with a punch.

This black-bellied guy has no grudge against him, and the main purpose of this time is this spirit corpse Jingle Chunshui.

He grabbed his collar with one hand and clenched his fist with the other.

Under the expression of Yamamoto Motoyanagisai's blood pressure soaring, Sufeng began to beat mercilessly.

It wasn't until an inadvertent force blew up the head of the fake Jingle Chunshui that this terrible battle came to an abrupt end.

The blazing hell subsided, and the mud evaporated in the residual temperature.

Su Feng took over the herald and admired his heroic posture with satisfaction.

"What the hell is going on?"

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai looked puzzled and asked in a deep voice, "Why did so many suddenly appear, ...... fakes?"

Su Feng put away the herald magic machine and said thoughtfully: "To put it simply, it is a revenge journey for a loveless guy to take revenge on the corpse soul world. ”

"If it's more specific, it's up to Nirvana to explain."

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai nodded, sensing that there were only a few spiritual pressure fluctuations left in the Ling Ling Court, and temporarily put his mind at ease.

However, at this moment, at the back of the team building, in the inner court, a powerful spiritual pressure suddenly came.

…………

The timeline moves forward by ten minutes.

Underground Chamber.

A slender figure passed through the layers of ghost barrier protection and appeared in front of the huge portal.

A faint smile appeared on his face, and then—

A knife slashed open the massive portal.

Countless debris exploded in the underground council hall, causing a burst of panicked shouts.

"What, what kind of person dares to trespass into the council hall!"

"You, you're a great rebel, Aizen Sosuke?!"

"Damn, guards, why hasn't that group of rubbish moved at all!"

"Where are the captains of the thirteenth team of the Guardian Court dead!"

Looking at the shouts below, the man they called Aizen smiled and walked slowly to the center of the council hall.

"Let me tell you a story."

A gentle voice rang out, instantly overpowering everyone's shouts.

As the dangerous cold spiritual pressure covered them, the sages and inquisitors seemed to be held to their throats by knives, and extreme fear suddenly spread and filled their hearts.

"There was once a student in the Spiritual Academy who was ridiculed by others when he was admitted because of his weak ability......

There was silence in the empty council hall, except for the gentle voice telling a very cliché story.

"Later, because of the stupid verdict of some people, the technology of corpses was completely banned."

"And that student also secretly set up a new plan in his heart, that is, to destroy this decaying world and return everything to nothingness."

Although I don't know who I'm talking about, as the storyline progresses, Mao Room 46 always has a familiar feeling.

"Unfortunately, there was an element of instability in the plan."

The man's eyes lifted and he looked around:

"Decades ago, when the new captain of the Kuban team took office, everything changed."

When he realized that his plan could not be carried forward, he changed his goals.

"Destroying the Corpse Soul Realm will never be allowed by Captain Wind Tracing Force, but what if it was just to kill the maggots who made stupid judgments back then?"

At this moment, the fear in the heart of Mao Forty-six climbed to the peak, and even completely evaporated the few pieces of reason.

"Stop, stop your disobedience!"

"As Inquisitor, I order you to get out of the council hall quickly!"

"Aizen, do you also want to be sentenced to death?!"

“……”

The roars of the inwards rang out one after another, and they tried to stop the rebellious behavior of the person in front of them in this way.

However, to the man below, these are just the screams of the worm before it dies.

Under the frightened gaze, he slowly pulled out the blade at his waist.

"Farewell, ......"

Illuminated by bright lights, the blade reflects the ultimate cold light.

With a gentle wave, the noisy council hall completely calmed down.

All is silent......

(End of chapter)