boom!

The golden spiritual pressure suddenly erupted, like an eruption of a volcano that had been sleeping for many years, showing a violent attitude to the world that was different from the past.

Just standing there and doing nothing.

That powerful sense of oppression made Kuriki Yakuya breathing difficult.

He quickly retreated, the pink blade in his hand shattered, and quickly attracted a hand from the air, held it, and said forward: "Is this your true strength?"

"Um."

Mu Jianba replied with a depressed sentence, "I was in a bad mood and my eye mask was destroyed, which means that the entertainment of the battle ended here."

There are so many guys who can handle him with all his strength in the entire Lingting Court.

Kuriki Shiraya is doing well now, but it is not enough.

The strength has not reached the level of the Burjhiro Flower Lie and the Black Wood in the second stage of Bankai.

"You shouldn't use such small tricks to destroy my eye mask, so the battle will end soon."

"Well, end this battle with my knife."

Kuriki Shiraya replied coldly, knowing in his heart that if he wants to defeat the powerful enemy in front of him, he must show all his strength and cannot be retained at all.

He was clearly thinking about staying to deal with Captain Yamamoto.

He let out a breath slowly, "Let you see my full strength too."

The dark space around disappeared, the sky covered by white clouds appeared, and thousands of blades turned into pink light to condense towards the blade he held in both hands, and finally formed a pair of pure white wings spread out.

"Zhongjing Baidi Sword."

This is his strongest move and also Qianben Sakura's final posture.

Using this move means that he has truly reached the point where he needs to fight for life and death.

"Your moves are really coming out."

A little surprise appeared on eight sides of the Wooden Sword, and instinctively told him that this move was not weak.

I'm afraid I can't stand it now.

Without any hesitation, he shouted, "Swallow it, wild sun."

The jagged Zanpakura instantly changed its shape and turned into a long-handled knife with a huge blade.

Gengmu Jianba raised the wild sun and poured huge spiritual pressure into it.

If you don’t understand it, if you want the Zanpakura to withstand such high-intensity spiritual pressure, it is not that you can’t do it. If you do that, the Zanpakura will easily break, “One blow determines the outcome!”

“As you wish.”

Kuraki Yakuya jumped lightly, and his pure white wings waved. He soared in the air like a goshawk, aiming at the prey underground, and then suddenly dived and accelerated.

The pure white light slashed down like a bolt of lightning.

Gengmu Jianba waved his sword to meet him, and there were not so many fancy moves. He just swung his sword, which was a simple sword, combined with his huge spiritual pressure and sharp blade, forming the purest violence.

Shining golden and sacred pure white touch.

boom!

With a loud bang, the blast shattered the surrounding buildings, and the clouds shrouded above were also shaken.

The two were intertwined.

Gengmu Jian’s eight shoulders suddenly cracked a big hole, and the pale pipa bones could be seen vaguely, and blood was spewed out, "It's over."

The wild sun was relieved and turned back into a serrated Zanpakura.

Kuraki Hakuya did not answer, the pure white light dissipated, half of his body spewed out blood, and the man fell down weakly.

Bang, blood dyed red purple kimono, pure white plum blossoms dyed red.

"Hu, Hu," he let out a heavy breath, his face pale, his head a little dizzy, am I defeated?

Damn it, Kuraki Yakuya held his hands on the ground, shook his hands constantly, and still gritted his teeth and stood up again.

"Dabai, if you continue to move, you will really die."

Caolu Baqianliu stood beside him, looking up, and a look of worry appeared on his face.

"I can still fight, huh."

Kuriki Shiraya never thought that one day he would be so difficult to stand even. He simply said that it seemed like he would squeeze all his strength out.

"Ba Qianliu, don't worry about him, let's go."

Geng Mu Jianba noticed a certain approaching spiritual pressure and had no intention of placing it. He called Baqianliu and planned to find a place to sleep.

He was not interested in Rukia's execution, nor was he interested in maintaining the authority of the Central Office of 46.

Just want to enjoy the battle.

Kuriki Shiraya has already brought him satisfaction, and the others have their own opponents, so it is not his turn to intervene.

If you have nothing to do, you can only sleep.

"Yeah." Cao Lu Baqianliu nodded obediently, ran to him for a while, and couldn't help but look back.

The decayed tree Baiya moves slowly like a snail, with blood spreading on the ground like a bright red carpet.

"Someone will care about him." Geng Mu Jianba said without looking back.

"Well, Xiaojian, let's go."

Cao Lu Baqian was relieved and jumped on his shoulder and lay down.

call.

The two disappeared from here.

Kuraki Yakuya didn't notice it, his eyes were confused with blood. There seemed to be a giant beast hitting outwards under the ruins, causing the ruins to tremble continuously.

"Rukia..."

He moved forward step by step, without footprints, and was covered with blood. He looked up at the aisle of the Palace of Confession and the Hill of Double Pole, stretched his hands hard, and his feet stood up.

It's not reaching, so far away, "Sorry, I can't keep my promise with you, Feizhen..."

His eyes suddenly became brighter, and he didn't feel tired when he spoke. After a brief energetic energy, fatigue that could not be supported by will.

The man fell straight down.

!

In the aisle between Bipolar and the Palace of Confession, Rukia stopped and turned her head to look into the distance, "Nisan's spiritual pressure disappeared? What's going on? Nissan!"

She wanted to run over there, and the escort pulled the rope.

The collar that was put on her neck moved afterwards, causing her to retreat.

"Damn it, you let me go, I am innocent, I have done nothing!"

Rukia struggled angrily. Unlike the original work, she was not guilty at all, so how could she plead guilty?

No matter what the Central Office 46 is concerned about, there are too many people who do not plead guilty and cannot convince them one by one.

As long as there is evidence, kill what should be killed and what should be cut.

It doesn't matter at all how my testimony is.

"Be honest!"

One of them hit her abdomen with a fist, "Hold it up so as not to delay the execution time."

The other three nodded in agreement and injected the spiritual pressure into the rope.

The soft rope suddenly became hard, raised high, and the collar was pulled up. Lukia's neck was tightly tied and she had difficulty breathing. She kicked her legs for a while and had to give up struggling.

Rukia's spiritual pressure was blocked, and her body functions were just as teenage girls, and she could not break free.

She hated her powerless self, and all kinds of thoughts were intertwined in her mind and became a mess.

Why did you end up like this?

Why did Nissan's spiritual pressure disappear? Is it dead? Or is it seriously injured and dying?

Who are you fighting again?

Can't figure it out.

Rukia was in a messy mind, her brain seemed to be running too hot, and she felt like she wanted to explode.

She couldn't help but think that if it really exploded, it might be much easier.

After all, what is the point of living?

Wait, she was thinking of getting rid of negative thoughts, and two huge spiritual pressures rose again from afar, one strange and the other very familiar.

This time it's Lord Haiyan?

She turned her head and looked over there.
Chapter completed!