“Wow”

Nianso Huasuo vomited a large mouthful of blood, not caring about wiping away the blood stains on his mouth, looking down at his chest and abdomen, and a narrow wound was bleeding.

Recalling the previous fight in his mind, Kaori Kaori wisely avoided his Lingzi sword, and he also ignored the sharp blade in the enemy's hand as usual. But this time, Zanpakura actually ignored his ability. If he hadn't subconsciously turned a little bit of his body at the last moment, he would have died just now.

"How is it possible, how could you hurt me?" Nianso Huasuo's mouth was bloody and his speech became even more vague. Feeling the severe pain coming from his body, he couldn't help but feel a hint of fear in his heart. Death was so close to him.

"I fought with you, Mie Ke, a thousand years ago. I know your abilities very well. Although your abilities are diverse, abilities are just a manifestation of the inner reality. Just like the Zanpakura, each zanpakura is related to the spiritual pressure of the Ghost of Death..."

"Stop talking nonsense, how can the Zanpakura be compared with the power given by His Majesty!" Nianso Huasuo denied angrily, or he could only dispel the fear in his heart through negation.

"Forget it, I don't have the obligation to explain to you." A glimmer of light flashed in Kaori's eyes: "If you have to explain, in that guy's words, it means... there is no unstoppable thing in the world!"

Feeling the more condensed spiritual pressure on Mao Zhihualie's body, Niansuo Huasuo felt like he was poured thoroughly by ice water, and his eyes were cold sweat slid down. He turned around and ran away quickly with Fei Lian's feet.

"You are seriously injured and are so slow, where can you escape?"

The sound from his ear made Nianso Huasuo suddenly appear, and the fear of death hit his heart, and he was about to perform the holy body immediately. But after a light moan of a blade, he lost control of his body, and his eyes were spinning. He saw Mao Zhihualie put his sword into the sheath, and the headless body beside her was so familiar.

That's...me!?

The body, which had lost its head, rushed forward for more than a hundred meters, then it twitched and fell from the air.

Mao Zhihualie put his knife into the sheath, closed his eyes and sensed it, and walked in the nearest direction. Fengqiaolou Shuro and Liuche Quanxi needed her to treat it. Although the situation of Yumura Zuo and Zhuofeng were not good, the two were too far apart, and reason made Mao Zhihualie choose the first two.

It doesn’t matter if you have close relationships. If you choose Fengqiaolou Shuro and Liuche Quanxi, she can save two people, while if you choose Broken Bee or Kumizu Left Formation, she can only save one.

The answer is not difficult to choose!

...

"I've heard all the god of death. The war is very anxious. I'll just say it once. Mie Ke has the ability to take away Bankai. If you don't want to be killed by your own Bankai, don't use Bankai! I am Nicholi of the 12th Team. The above information has been repeatedly verified and confirmed. Everyone, please work hard to hold on for a while before I crack their abilities!"

In the sky was clear and the sound of Neicangli was heard. I don’t know where this guy hid, and he has never shown up until now.

...

The original team house!

The captain Yamamoto Toshiraki slowly opened his eyes, and the wooden crutches tapped the ground with a simple movement from sitting down to standing up. The momentum of his whole body changed drastically.

The white feather with the word "一" written on it is automatically windless, and its old body is like the scorching sun, making people unable to even look at him.

"Nagjiro, come with me." The continuous loss of captain-level combat power made the captain unable to sit still, and Nikorita brought even worse news, and Miekishi had the ability to deprive Bankai!

"Abide by the order!"

boom

The vast and hot spiritual pressure burned the earth, and the spiritual pressure contained destructive heat, and the entire spiritual court was filled with just one breath. Everyone could feel the temperature in the air rising significantly, and it continued to rise. With each breath, the burning stinging pain came from the lungs.

Whether it was Death God or Mie Keshi, at this moment, all the people in the battle stopped their movements and stared at the direction of the spiritual pressure. That powerful spiritual pressure, even if it was not far away, could make people's mind tremble!

"It's the captain of the corps, he's finally going to take action!"

"That's great. If he was the captain of the corps, the Mie Keshi is not worth mentioning at all. He defeated the Mie Keshi clan a thousand years ago, and history will be repeated a thousand years later!"

"I'm sure to win!"

The death side was excited because the morale collapse caused by the captain's inability to use Bankai, which rose again in an instant, even higher than before.

Some people are like this. Even if they do nothing, just standing there, they can play the role of the Divine Head. The prestige accumulated by the captain for thousands of years is not a big deal, and the concept of the strongest god of death is deeply rooted. Although a bug named Duke has risen rapidly in recent years, for the group of gods of death who grew up listening to the invincible myth of the captain, he will never be as good as the captain.

A belief comparable to faith is a good thing on the battlefield. The captain of the commander recovered his decadent morale and pushed it to a higher point just by bursting out spiritual pressure.

The gods of death seemed to have had an orgasm, and they could not stop them after they came. The plague chicken turned into a vicious dog, and they even had to bite a piece of meat even if they tried to die. Before Master Mie could react, he was caught off guard by the god of death, who was fearless, and the number of casualties increased sharply in an instant.

"What a terrible spiritual pressure, my hair is standing up. Is this the power of the strongest death god in a thousand years?"

"If he can take his Bankai..."

"Don't think about it all the time. What can you do if you take it away? Can you use it?"

"Just an outdated old man. His Majesty has never regarded him as a qualified opponent. Perhaps he was indeed the strongest a thousand years ago, but now it's different. He is not even a 'special combat power'!"

Mie Keshi was in a hurry and soon suppressed the rise of the god of death. Just as the gods of death respected the captain, Mie Keshi also had their own beliefs. In their hearts, Uhhabach was invincible, and even the strongest God of Death in a thousand years was not worth mentioning in front of Uhhabach.

At the moment when the captain's spiritual pressure burst out, as if responding to him, a huge momentum came over the other side of the Lingting Court.

It's Youhabach!

"Yamamoto Kinrikurashiki!!"

"Yahabach!!"

The two looked at each other from afar, and their eyes seemed to cross countless spaces, colliding directly into one place. The air suddenly became quiet, and the vast spiritual pressure became even more boiling!

The captain found his desired friend Habach's position and walked towards wherever he took a big stroll. Without using the instant step, he flashed a hundred meters, leaving behind a scorched and shriveled corpses of the Killer along the way.

boom!

The sturdy figure fell in the sky, and the sturdy Mie Shi wearing a golden mask, dressed as a wrestler, blocking the captain's way.

Mascodo Masculin! One of the members of the Invisible Empire Star Cross Knights, the holy text is ‘s’, symbolizing the ability hero!

On his back was a bald boy with short hands and short legs, and he was inseparable from wrestler Maske. Although he seemed funny, he was the real ‘s’!

James! One of the members of the Knights of the Invisible Empire Star Cross, the holy text is ‘s’, symbolizing the support of ability!

The two are interdependent, and as long as one of them does not really die, the other will not die, is a tricky combination.

"The captain of the Soul Realm of Corpse, if you want to fight against His Majesty, you have to pass our level first! My name is..."

Before Maske finished speaking, he was interrupted by the captain: "I don't want to remember the name of Zayu, because there is no need to, so you don't need to report your own name!"

"You bastard old man..."

Maske was angry, and then his eyes really started to burn. It was the captain who pulled out the Zanpakura.

The flame print was shot in the center of the suddenly shrinking pupil. The strong sense of crisis made Maske use the holy body in an instant and activate the blood static equipment to the extreme. At the same time, James' support was also expressed.

But it's useless!

The captain took a step forward, and the flowing blade ignited half of the red sky, and swung it down sharply.

The blood splattered and evaporated in the air!

The captain's pace was never chaotic. After he left, there were only two tufts of black and gray left on the ground, proving that there had been something here.

Thanks to book friends ‘67239040’ ‘Lone Soul 1994’ ‘Shun Mountain’ for the rewards of the high pressure in the middle of the book’’!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!