Pirate's Infinite Wings

The giant samurai who appeared in front of him had a pair of horns on his head, a fierce face, flame-like pupils, long neck hair and a curvy beard, and his body was tied with a huge thick black rope.

The most important thing is that it has no armor.

"Strange, different from the posture of intelligence." Ulchiola's dark green pupils were locked to the de-armored warrior, and he asked: "Why, has your swastika changed? Or is it the death swastika? , Can it evolve on the original basis?"

"None of them, the broken iron rope is just the black rope Scourge King Ming! It is the Ming King who gave up his life and transformed into a posture that only shows spiritual pressure, showing only strength!" Zuo Jin in the village roared and brandished his sword. The blade, cut down towards Ulchiola.

"Hey...there is this kind of change, interesting setting." Facing the sword-blade slash of the broken iron rope, Ulquiola's face was flat, but he lifted his right palm gently, trying to resist with steel.

boom!!

Under the blast, the place where Urquiola was standing suddenly cracked. With him as the center, the ground within a radius of 100 meters was rapidly sinking.

"The strength is very strong. It seems that steel skin alone can't stop it." Ulchiola's right palm was deeply sunken, and his body moved, dodged to one side, but left a little in place. Arm.

Blood rushed from Ulchiola's broken arm.

boom!

Without Ulchiola's barrier, the huge blade stood on the ground, and suddenly cut a deep gully, spreading out, almost spreading to the battlefield between Fang Lang and Balegang.

"The broken steel skin, you can only chop off your hand, but I want to split you in half with people." Komamura Zuojin said coldly, raising the blade, preparing for the second blow.

"Cut it off?" Ulzio ramen expressionless, said: "You were wrong. You didn't cut it off, but I discarded it. This kind of thing, just grow it again."

While speaking, there was Reiatsu at his broken arm, and the next moment, an arm suddenly grew out.

"Speeding regeneration?! Impossible!" Komamura Zuojin's eyes widened, and he was amazed, "You are a broken face, and you are still number four, so you can regenerate over speed!!"

Speeding regeneration, what this means, as long as the key is not being attacked, the opponent is immortal.

"Accident?" Ulqiola looked at the left formation of Yumura, and said: "The vast majority of the virtual, after breaking through, although they have gained powerful strength, they have lost the ability to speed regeneration. In the middle, I am the only one who retains this ability, and furthermore, as long as it is not the vital part, the rest of the damage can be restored in an instant."

"Really, since you retain the speeding regeneration, your power will be weaker than the other ten blades. It's really unlucky, number four." Komamura Zuojin took a deep breath and grinned, "Go to hell!"

It surpassed the million-level spiritual pressure, wrapped around the huge blade, and suddenly cut it towards Ulquiola.

Regardless of the speeding regeneration, as long as the head and body are cut into meatloaf, naturally there is no way to regenerate.

"Weaker than the other ten blades? Stupid judgment." Ulchiola's unshakable complexion showed a bit of strangeness. On what basis did the other party make such a judgment, "Forget it, you are going to die. , Knowing is meaningless."

While thinking about it, Ulzio stretched out his index finger and pointed his fingertips at the chest of the broken iron rope.

The blue spiritual power converged in the form of thunder and lightning, and suddenly turned into a beam of light and shot out.

"Wang Xu's flash!"

In an instant, the sky was illuminated by a horrible blue, and the blade cut by the broken iron rope collided with Wang Xu's flash and burst out suddenly.

The powerful wave blows the broken iron rope away and blows behind him.

"It's useless!"

In the chaos, Yucun Zuozhen roared, brandishing the blade again, and slashed at Ulquiola.

And with the action of breaking the iron rope, the wound of this huge samurai healed quickly.

"Isn't it an immortal body?" Ulqiola made a judgment, moved his index finger and pointed to the left array of Yucun, "Then kill the body, Wang Xu's flash!"

Another extremely powerful Lingzi Stream converged in the form of thunder and lightning, turning into a blue spot of light, bursting out light.

"What? This trick can be used continuously and instantaneously?!" Zuo Jin's complexion changed, his eyes widened, and his cheeks were pale against the blue spiritual pressure.

Boom!!!

A mushroom cloud rose up in the sky, and smoke filled a radius of hundreds of meters.

"En?" Ulchiola let out a surprise.

Under the smoke and dust, a figure appeared in the huge pit. It was not the left formation of Yucun, but to be precise, it was not a wolf walking upright.

He was a sturdy man with white hair combed back, the end of eyebrows raised, his ears maintained a beast shape, and some animal hair remained on the front of his arms and abdomen.

"Humanization!" Yucun Zuo Jin spoke lightly and walked out of the pit. "I didn't expect that I would have to use the strongest ability to face No.4."

"From the form of a wolf dog to the form of a man-wolf, besides this, the power seems to have increased, but the perceptual pressure is so strange." Ulchiola looked at the other party, thinking to himself.

"What's the matter, have been waiting and watching, won't you attack me?" Komamura Zuojin made a provocative statement. He needs a little time to get his body to its best condition.

After all, he used this form for the first time.

"It's boring provocation, boring, I'm tired of seeing it, and, shouldn't you have amnesia, the true power of our face is the return." Ulchiola blinked once, and slowly pulled out his waist. Zhanpakudao in between, chuckled softly: "Block it, Great Black Wing Demon!"

Little by little black spiritual pressure, like water droplets, flew towards the sky from Ulquiola's body.

These water droplets are getting more and more, and finally turned into black spiritual pressure that soars into the sky, rain-like spiritual pressure, falling from the sky, covering the entire battlefield!

A pair of huge wings that covered the sky and sun, stretched out under the black time.

"Wh...what!" Zuo Jin's complexion changed drastically, showing a bit of panic.

This spiritual pressure is as sticky as an entity!

"Don't be surprised, don't be distracted, for an instant...you will die."

The word "death" fell, and a palm had penetrated the chest of Zuo Jin in Komamura!..