The King of The Worlds

The flame spreads into the ocean, covering thousands of meters, everything in it has become a purgatory.

The bright red color reflected in the pupils of the death gods of the country, making them nervous, sweating from their foreheads, and they couldn't help holding the handle of the knife. It seemed that this way would feel a bit of safety.

That one knife, those dozens of sky-reaching pillars of fire, bursting out of flames, I do not know that it was drowned, and swallowed how many death gods in the country.

The original densely packed army of Death was emptied in a blink of an eye.

"I want to face opponents in the Soul Realm, you seem to be too confident in yourself!!"

Yamamoto Motoyanagi made Shigeukuni, and with a wave of his long sword, the flames flickered and burned the air.

Around him, the void was distorted, and under the high temperature, it became turbulent, with ripples undulating, and the temperature of the vast space was constantly rising at this time.

Above the ground, even though the flame is getting smaller, it still keeps burning.

While the flames were swaying, everyone's eyes were filled with shock and awe of the terrorist attack.

"Everyone, don't do anything, leave it to the old man here!"

"Avoid accidental injury!"

The old voice, with a touch of rising dominance, spread throughout the audience, and Moto Ryusai Shigekuni began to walk towards the field step by step.

And as he walked around, the hearts of the death gods of the opposite country were also raised.

Although there was only one enemy, this old man, who was less than one meter tall, gave people an extremely powerful pressure.The eyes that were originally squinted, opened even more at this moment, radiating an incomparable light.

"Old man, I want to be active too!"

"Such a large number of foreign death gods suddenly appeared, making the old man frightened. His old heart is also shaking!"

"Yes, the corpse soul world, but his life!"

Jingle Chunshui and other team leaders, their eyes flickering, were talking with each other.

They all knew that the captain was really angry this time.The death god of that scale, no matter what the reason, suddenly appeared in the corpse soul world, it was shocking.If one is not guarded, it can even destroy the entire corpse soul world.

The consequences are extremely serious.

"All those who have reached the rank of captain of this world will be dispatched to solve Shigekuni Yamamoto Genryusai!"

Taking a deep breath, Qing Feng drew out his long sword, his body shook, and the spiritual pressure burst through the sky. Behind him, dozens of figures burst into the sky at the same moment.

The mighty power fluctuations swept up, making half of the sky tremble.

"Swastika!!"

In the next second, a tidy roar came out, causing the pupils of the Soul World to shrink.

"Captain level, there are so many!"

"Even if it's only an elementary master, it is quite terrifying when these forces are gathered together!"

The captains said in a deep voice, their hearts becoming solemn.

Yamamoto Motoryu Sai Shigekuni saw this scene, and his eyes were sharp, and the long knife in his hand was shaken.

"Swastika!"

"Canfire is too knife!"

At this moment, his steps accelerated at the same time, and a series of footsteps were heard on the ground. In the blink of an eye, Motoyanagi Yamamoto had stepped into the fire, bathed in flames, and his power reached its limit.

"kill!!"

Qing Feng let out a loud roar, and lightning rushed on his cyan Zanpai sword, winding into dense lightning.

Thunderbolt Zanpaku Knife, roar!

The silhouettes of the two sides suddenly pulled and collided in the next moment.

"boom!"

The remnant fire of Yamamoto Genryusai heavy country collided with the roar of Qingfeng, and a strong wave of air broke out. At this moment, the flame and thunder and lightning were entangled, forming a whirlwind, hovering into the sky.

"No matter what means you use to become a crappy layman!"

"How to enter the corpse soul world again."

"Now, I have to go back!"

His eyes were suddenly sharp to the extreme, and the old Yamamoto Genryuye Shigekuni exploded with an extremely powerful aura.

Qing Feng's pupils contracted, and after the two immediately collided, he felt an extremely strong force and the violent momentum of the other party.

Strong, it is extremely strong!

The two knives stalemate for a breath, Qing Feng's body began to tremble, his footsteps were actually sliding backwards, and the Jianguo Captain-level Death God who followed this shock was extremely shocked.

Qingfeng's strength is absolutely in the forefront of Jian Nation, even though there are thirty-six nobles above it, all of them are famous and powerful from all over the world.But in itself, it is definitely not weak, it can be said that the combat effectiveness is strong.

"Chichichichi!"

After two breaths, Qingfeng's arm was wrapped in flames, and as his expression changed drastically, Yamamoto Motoyagisuke Shigekuni swung a knife.

"Puff!"

The flame was surging, and the thunder of Qing Feng's hand fell to the ground between the electric light and flint, and there was a trembling arm that fell with him.

With one knife, Qing Feng's arm was cut off.

"Ah!"

Qing Feng stepped back, his expression pained, and screamed.

On the ground, in the blink of an eye, the arm holding the knife was melted into gas by the high-temperature flame and disappeared quickly.

Can fire too knife!

Swastika with a fiery blade, known as the most powerful knife in the corpse soul world.About 1000 years ago, Habach, the leader of the invisible empire, had a battle with him, and he called it a sword of fierce fire that burned all the hits in flames!

The horror of this knife at this time has been used to the limit, and it has been able to evaporate the water in the corpse soul world little by little.

"Is it just like this? Kid!"

Yamamoto Motoyagisuke Shigekuni's voice is low, and his aura becomes more majestic, and the pressure on the people of Jiankuni is even greater.

With the power of one person, he actually has a tendency to crush hundreds of thousands of death gods in the country.

"kill!!"

Qing Feng stepped back again, his expression was ugly, his face was sweaty, but he still roared and snarled.

Behind him, dozens of Jianguo Death Captains quickly approached.They are all the most elite soldiers, desperate for themselves, seeing death as home, roaring loudly, and attacking Yamamoto Genryuye Shigekuni.

The old man stepped out, with a buzzing sound, and he appeared in front of the fastest Jiang Kingdom Death God.

The other hand holding the knife clenched into a fist, and then blasted a fist in the shocked eyes of the opponent.

"One bone!"

A punch hit the opponent's abdomen, and the death god squirted blood in an instant, his eyes were staring out, and his figure flew out like a cannonball for a full kilometer.

Immediately afterwards, Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekuni's hand holding the sword waved back again.

"Chichichichi!"

The flame exploded, hitting the death god of Jianguo who had attacked in the head immediately, drowning it instantly, and the terrifying high temperature directly vaporized it.

Afterwards, his body shape was like the wind, and he swung his sword again and again, beheading more than a dozen captain-level leaders in a row, simply and neatly, demonstrating strong combat effectiveness.

The other gods of death also formed a scale and attacked behind him.

"Ninety-one breaking the road, knife cremation!"

"Eighty One of Bound Dao, Suspend!"

"Black coffin!"

One after another ghost roads, as their other hand trembles, they are all released, defeating the incoming people.

After a dozen or so breaths, the old man suppressed the audience alone, killing 58 captain-level players in a row, all in seconds, making the death god of Jian country completely afraid and trembling.

"Reaper, it's not just Zhanpakuto!"

"You can't be called a death god, but you are just a puppet holding a toy that looks like a Zanpaku knife!"

After resolving all the enemies in front of him, Yamamoto Motoyagisuke Shigekuni, facing the army of hundreds of thousands of death gods in front of him, spoke lightly.

Then, Kanhuo Taito in his hand raised it again.

Hundreds of thousands, for him, but numbers!

Kill it!