The old man Yamamoto's eyelids gradually opened, and he seemed to relax from others, but I felt that Yamamoto's momentum became heavier, as if he followed Yamamoto's sight and focused on me. Every pore, every inch of skin, every movement, and every moment of expression and thought were firmly locked by the other party, and even a little change could not escape the other party's eyes.

This feeling hasn't passed for decades, reminding me of the first time I met the captain Yamamoto Rioren Sai Shigeki. The old man Yamamoto said, "It's so similar. I didn't expect me to see it... It reminds me of the past when I fought with Wang Xu. But forget it... I always thought you were a person who understands the rules, and it was useless to say that so many words of breaking the rules are to destroy the peace. Don't think that I know nothing about the boundaries of the God of Death. The breakthrough of the boundaries of the God of Death, using power far beyond one's own, to fight means that the body is under high risks."

Yamamoto's muscles swelled up, and the scars on his body seemed to have been alive. "My scars have witnessed the fall of many powerful gods of death, and there are also many people who have broken through the boundaries of the god of death! You should guess that I, who have lived for thousands of years, should have broken through the boundaries of the god of death, but why do you see only the strength that is hovering on the edge of the breakthrough under your special eyes?"

Yamamoto said as he took his own care, his aura gradually gathered to himself. Under the gaze of my Silver Ring An, the boundary had long disappeared, and Yamamoto's strength continued to rise. Yamamoto: "You should have read the historical information of the God of Death. Every hundred years of great turmoil is the interweaving of blood and fire. This fire is my Flowing Blade Ruohuo, which has killed many people, thousands of people, the broken mountains and rivers, and the ablation of heaven and earth... I have no right to say that it represents justice. What I can do is to try to maintain peace and extend the time of peace. My solution, it can only be used above the boundary of the God of Death. Because it is too powerful, it will be sealed together with the boundary. Every time I use this power, it will cause great damage to the corpse soul world. I don't want to use it unless I have to. In fact, only a few of this scars are left by opponents, and most of them are caused by the Flowing Blade Ruohuo."

Me: "!! The flowing blade is caused by fire!"

Yamamoto: "That's right, I created Shuangji, just to make a scabbard for the Liubing Ruohuo, not to break the boundaries. Now, even if the corpse soul world has suffered huge damage for this, I will stop you. Let me see how much you are, a foul disciple, are.? Resolve! ** Kill, the world of catastrophe fire!"

Yamamoto's Zanpakura emitted a radiant brilliance of burning eyes, as if it was approaching the surface of a star. At the same time, I felt a strange feeling, this was... the feeling of being stared at by a beast, this breath... seemed to be even more ancient than Wang Xu. What was this...? I never knew that Yamamoto was hiding such a powerful force. How many secrets did this old man have? Damn it! Should I fight such a pervert for no reason? I have a premonition, a premonition of death, this feeling has been long gone. Why haven't Sifengyuan Yeyi, why hasn't done it yet? I'm afraid no one will make fish for you to eat again in the future; Umamoto, I'm afraid you can't dissect my body. With such a manic flame power, my body will definitely be burned to the point where there is no residue left?

I think Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived, how could Mao Zhihualie give up the right to dissect me? Although it sounds like the master was a little injured, the voice came in time, "Dear captains of the Thirteenth Team, deputy captains, I am the captain of the Fourth Team, Mao Zhihualie, every sentence below is true."

The entire Jingling Court is filled with the ghost broadcast of Kaori's Kaori, telling Aizen's conspiracy and rebellion one by one.

I let out a sigh of relief: "The current situation, old man Yamamoto, what do you think you should do?"

Yamamoto stared at me quietly. After a long time, the feeling of being stared at by a beast faded away. Yamamoto put away the surging flames, and the surroundings suddenly became calm, as if nothing had happened. Yamamoto: "So that's it. When I'm old, I was actually put on a trick by the young man. Let me deal with Aizen's rebellion."

I muttered, "Then you should be more careful. Aizen will put more tricks on you sooner or later."

Yamamoto: "What did you say in a low voice?"

Me: "Haha, nothing, I'm happy, look, I've finally washed away."

At some point, Gengmu Jianba and Dongxian were about to confront each other.

Gengmu: "I just said that it means justice, but why don't you keep silent now? Our position is reversed."

Dongxian: "It's really surprising that you, the devil, said the word "stand". I thought you just knew how to fight."

Gengmu: "It's a disappointment, it's a disappointment. At the beginning, the four opponents were cut in half at once. Fortunately, the two strongest ones were left, and now another one has left. I really can't be interested."

Dongxian: "If you want to be interested, that's easy. Don't you really want to see me? Let's let you see it. Use your loss of life to see it!? Let's understand! Yama Cricket!"

Dongxian liberated the Zanpakura and generated a huge black field. In the curious look of the more wood, the five senses were deprived of, and the field would be surrounded by more wood.

Dongxian walked behind Gengmu in an old way and said to himself: "Is this mine? Jie, the entire dark space realm is mine? Jie, In this realm, except for feeling, all five senses are deprived of, and nothing can be seen or heard. Anyone will feel scared when he loses the control of all the five senses in an instant. There is no one without fear in the world, and you are no exception. Jiemu Jianba!"

Dongxian slashed at Gengmu's chest with a knife. Gengmu only staggered the angle with intuition, but it was still a big hole in the flower. His body shook a few times and stood there. Gengmu thought: I can't see anything, I can't hear anything, only the feeling and pain are still there, this is his? Is it true? So that's it...

Dongxian: "Are you still holding on? I will immediately show a fearful expression on your face!" Dongxian slashed at Gengmu again with a knife, and successfully penetrated Gengmu's body. Blood ticked down. When he heard the sound, Dongxian, who was judged, snorted disdainfully. When he was about to pull back, he was shocked and found that the blade was caught by Gengmu! Dongxian: "This is impossible!"

Gengmu: "Hahaha, I can see it again, why? It seems that as long as you hold your knife, you will not be affected by this field."

Dongxian: "He held the knife, it's awful!"

Gengmu: "This is quite fun, don't be afraid, hahaha! Let's do it again!" Gengmu let go of Dongxian's hand that he was holding, and Dongxian hurriedly drew his sword and pulled it out.

Dongxian: "Damn it! You will regret that you underestimate me! This time I will cut your head down!" Dongxian cut it at Gengmu. Unexpectedly, Dongxian did not succeed this time. Gengmu pressed one hand on the hilt of the knife holding the knife again, and fought back with one sword, slashing at Dongxian. "It must be a coincidence!" Dongxian roared in his heart, and stopped his body that had just been severely injured. He stabbed the attack on Gengmu Sword Eight, who had just let go of him.
Chapter completed!