Cang Du was shocked and sweated coldly. He didn't know if Pingzi really saw something or was talking nonsense, so he could only remain silent.

Although Hirako's IQ cannot beat Aizen, it is easy to beat Cangdu, a dumb guy. He could see the clues in Cangdu's eyes at a glance, and a bad mockery smile appeared: "Mikeshi, what are you hiding? Is it related to our Bankai?"

Cangdu suddenly opened his eyes wide. Hirako's face was too much to be beaten, and the steel claws in his hand subconsciously swung over. However, in the upside-down world of ignorance, not everyone can be like Aizen. Every time he swung a knife, he could go through careful calculations. Cangdu's attack direction was completely wrong. He wanted to pull the distance between Hirako, but he gradually drifted away.

"It's useless. The result of the battle was destined at the moment when I started to resolve it." Pingzi smiled proudly, and finally raised his head for a while.

Cang Du was secretly annoyed. When facing Ni Fu for the first time, even if he was the best among the Mike Master, he was still short of his strength for a while and could not exert his full strength. The cold rules of the Star Cross Knights "Those who lose the war die" did not dare to take the chance. Cang did not dare to take the chance. He used Mike Master's holy body and the attack became more and more violent.

With his character of refu, Pingzi could fight him back and forth, but he could not hurt Cangdu's steel body, and the two of them fell into a dilemma where no one could do anything to each other.

Cangdu's mood became more and more chaotic, while Pingzi was completely opposite, and she was even more worried about her beating!

...

The battle between Pingzi and Cangdu is only a corner of the war. Between the frozen palace communities, the god of death and Mie Ke can be seen everywhere, with blood flowing on the ice, dyeing red. The sound of fighting, screams, roars, and countless shouts of killing gathered in the air, and the fierce war began to heat up.

Due to the terrain, the thirteenth team of the Guardian Court began, and the decay caused a large number of grassroots gods to die in battle, and thousands of people died in less than ten minutes. The captains also fell into a hard battle because of the members of the Star Cross Knights who appeared one after another, and could not withdraw from the rescue. They could only watch the number of casualties continue to increase.

Team 4!

It should be said that it was the address of the original Fourth Team, and there was a palace in the Invisible Empire. Maozhi Hualie stood in front of the window, staring at the fierce battle below. The spiritual pressure that was constantly dying in her perception made her face more cold.

Yuyin Toroto held the Zanpakura tightly and stood behind Kaori Uroo, sensing the murderous intent of his captain. She couldn't help but shivered and turned to the topic: "It's really worrying. I don't know how the deputy captain is doing now. Do you think so, captain?"

"That guy can't die..." Kaori Urozuma replied softly, and said with a gentle hand towards the hilt of the Zanpakura.

"Captain, the commander's order is to let our fourth team not participate in the battle!" Yongyin said anxiously. Captain-level spiritual pressure could be vented freely everywhere on the battlefield outside. It was too dangerous. She didn't want Maozhihualie to join in.

"The commander of the commander was to be stationed in the Fourth Team's house, but now... how can there be the Fourth Team's house?" Maozhi Hualie raised his eyes slightly, and looked around and saw that there was a frozen white high-walled palace. The antique Lingting was no longer there.

"But……"

Yongyin wanted to say something else, but suddenly felt a powerful spiritual pressure approaching, and the target was like the palace where the fourth team members were hiding. A trace of nervousness flashed across Yongyin's face, which was the spiritual pressure of Mie Keshi. He rushed straight up without any restraint.

"Captain!!" The enemy was getting closer and Yongyin was ready for battle.

"Yongyin, don't worry, just leave it to me." Maozhi Hualie jumped out of the window and rushed over in the direction of the spiritual pressure.

"Reinforce the barriers, let the team members pay attention to concealment, and do not act without permission. Remember, after the war is over, we need to treat everyone."

The sound of the flower of Mao Zhiliu was fleeting, and what followed was a huge spiritual pressure like a sharp sword unsheathed.

The terrifying spiritual pressure made the god of death and Mie Ke on the battlefield look sideways. Even if they are far apart, they can feel the invisible blade cutting on their skin.

The Hualie of Mao instantly landed on the top of a tall building, which was still a distance from the fourth team. The aftermath of the battle would not have much impact on the players. However, in front of her, there were only a few holy soldiers-level Mikeshi, and the huge spiritual energy had disappeared before.

"Leaving...is still hiding the breath?"

The blade slashed down and several gorgeous blood-colored flowers bloomed. The flower of Mao easily killed several miscellaneous soldiers and swept their eyes around.

Swish!

The blade slashed horizontally, and with a click, the building in front fell obliquely, and the upper half slid down along the section. The young man wearing the white military robe of the invisible imperial slowly stood up from the shadows, with his messy black hair and barefoots.

"What a sharp perception! You are the first to discover me so quickly." The young man looked contemptuous and revealed his two tongues when he spoke.

Nianso Huasuo! A member of the Knights of the Star Cross, the holy text is ‘’, symbolizing the power tortuous and twists and turns!

"Mique Master Mie is always disgusting. Even after a thousand years, I remember it clearly." Mao Zhihua Lie said calmly.

"After a thousand years!" Nianso Huasuo was stunned. Could it be that I had encountered an old witch?

"That's right! Thousands of years ago, I also participated in the battle to encircle and eliminate the Queshi clan."

Nianso Huasuo immediately turned gloomy when he heard this: "Then you are really unforgivable!"

"A person with extreme sins cannot be forgiven! However, there is no need for forgiveness from Master Mieke..." Maozhihua Lie said, stepping on his feet, and instantly appeared beside Nianso Huasuo, and silver light flashed in an instant: "...The dead people cannot forgive others!"

The blade slashed through the shrill cold light, and saw that the Hualie of Mao was about to cut off N'Anso Huasuo's head, but at the moment when the blade was approaching, a strange deflection occurred.

Maozhihua Lie's "Rushizuku" was originally a Zanpakura with an unusually curved curve. When approaching N'Anso Huasuo, the blade was bent into a circle and almost brushed through the other party's body.

His pupils suddenly contracted. Facing an enemy with unknown ability, Kaori Kaori instantly retreated for a while. His eyes drooped slightly and looked at the flesh Shizuku in his hand. The Zanpakura was still in normal shape, but the scene just now was definitely not an illusion.

"Is it strange, why does his Zanpakura turn around?" Nianso Huasuo smiled contemptuously, probably because he had two tongues. While he was speechless, he talked a lot of nonsense: "It's okay to tell you, anyway, your Zanpakura of Death can't hurt me."

"The holy text I have given by His Majesty is '', and the symbolic power is 'turning'. You may not understand this power. In simple terms, no matter where you attack, no matter what kind of attack it is, you will automatically avoid my body..."

The two tongues were not clear about the wording, mixed with many missounds, but Mao Zhihualie still understood what he wanted to express. Holding the Zanpakura in one hand, Mao Zhihualie waved his hand to attack the Dao. If nothing unexpected happened, Dao approached N'Ansau Huasuo and bent it into an arc and shot into the distance.

boom!

Nianso Huasuo tilted his head and looked at the fireworks in the distance, turned around and said coldly, "Everyone said that any attack will not work for me, why don't you believe it? Do you want me to stand here and let you try again?"

Hua Lie Mao was about to raise his knife when he suddenly felt a familiar spiritual pressure drop rapidly, which was the spiritual pressure of the left formation of the captain of the seventh team, Yumura. At the moment when she was unbelievable, the spiritual pressure of the captain of the second team, Shaw Bee, also dropped sharply, and both of them were in danger.

On the battlefield, what it means to drop rapidly in spiritual pressure is self-evident. Mao Zhihua Lie took a deep breath to suppress the distracting thoughts in his heart, and opening his eyes again was endless coldness.

"Wow, two captains have been killed, their speed is so fast." Nianso Huasuo pretended to be surprised, turned his head to Kaori Urachi said, "What a cold-blooded person, your companion has been killed, and you can still look as usual!"

"If you are used to life and death, some emotions will naturally become cold. Besides, whether they are really dead needs to be seen with your own eyes to determine whether they are dead!"

As Kaori Umatsu was talking, the two men's spiritual pressure dropped to freezing point in an instant in the third team's third team and the sixth car fist of the ninth team.

"Hahaha, two more captains were killed. It seems that I have to speed up too!" Nianso Huasuo put away his laughter, condensed a long sword of Lingzi, and rushed to Maozhihualiu with his feet.

Facing the fiercely coming Nianso Huasuo, Kaori Mao's eyes were full of pity. The Zanpakura was raised and fell down in an instant. In the air, the afterimage passed by, and the two of them turned their backs away...

Swish!

Blood sprinkled in the sky!
Chapter completed!