The King of The Worlds

The flames spread into the ocean, covering thousands of meters, and everything inside became a purgatory.

The bright red color is reflected in the pupils of every death god in China, making them tense all over, with sweat oozing from their foreheads, and they can't help but hold the handle of the knife, as if they can feel a little security in this way.

That knife, those dozens of pillars of fire that burst into the sky, the flames that exploded, engulfed and swallowed many gods of death in China.

Originally densely packed with the Reaper Legion, a large area was emptied in the blink of an eye.

"If you want to face opponents in the soul world, you seem to be too confident in yourself!!"

Yamamoto Genyanagisai Shigekuni swung his sword, the flames flickered and scorched the air.

Around him, the void was distorting, and under the high temperature, it became oscillating, with ripples undulating, and the temperature of a large space was constantly rising at this time.

Above the ground, although the flame is getting smaller, it is still burning continuously.

While the flames were flickering, everyone's eyes were filled with shock and awe of this terrifying attack.

"Everyone don't shoot, leave this to the old man!"

"Avoid accidental injury!"

The old voice, with a touch of domineering rising, spread throughout the audience, and Yamamoto Motoryasai Shigekuni began to walk towards the arena step by step.

And as he walked around, the hearts of the Chinese gods of death on the opposite side also raised their hearts.

Although there was only one enemy, this old man who was less than 1.7 meters tall gave people an extremely powerful coercion. The eyes that were originally squinted opened even more at this moment, emitting an incomparably sharp light.

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

"The sudden appearance of such a large number of foreign gods of death made the old man frightened. His old heart is also trembling!"

"Yes, Soul Soul Realm, but his life!"

Jingle Chunshui and other captains, their eyes flickering, chatted with each other.

They all knew that the captain was really angry this time. No matter what the reason for a death god of that scale to suddenly appear in the world of corpses and souls, it is shocking. If one is not guarded, it is even enough to destroy the entire Soul Soul Realm.

its consequences,

extremely serious.

"All people who have reached the captain level of this world, all dispatched to solve Yamamoto Motonyanagi Shigekuni!"

Taking a deep breath, Qing Feng pulled out the long knife, his body shook, and the spiritual pressure broke through the sky, and behind him, dozens of figures also burst out spiritual pressure at the same moment.

The mighty power fluctuated and rolled up, making half of the sky tremble.

"Swastika!!"

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

"Captain level, there are so many!"

"Even if it's just a beginner's grasp of the swastika, but the power gathered together, it's quite terrifying!"

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

Seeing this scene, Yamamoto Genryasai Shigekuni also had sharp eyes, and the long knife in his hand buzzed.

"Swastika solution!"

"Remnant fire sword!"

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

"kill!!"

Qingfeng roared loudly, and lightning rushed over his blue Zanpakutō, coiling into dense lightning.

Thunder-type Zanpakuto, roar!

The figures of the two parties pulled together suddenly, and collided with each other in the next moment.

"boom!"

Yamamoto Motoryuzai Shigekuni's remnant fire sword collided with Qingfeng's roar, and a strong air wave erupted. The flames and thunder were entangled at this moment, forming a whirlwind, circling up into the sky.

"No matter what means you use, you will become lame laymen of death!"

"And how to enter the soul world."

"Now, you have to go back!"

His gaze suddenly became extremely sharp, and the old Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekuni burst out with an extremely powerful aura.

Qingfeng's pupils contracted, and after the two of them collided for a moment, he felt the incomparable strength and the violent momentum of the opponent.

Strong, simply extremely strong!

The two knives were in a stalemate, Qing Feng's body began to tremble, his footsteps were actually sliding backwards, and the national captain-level god of death who followed behind this shocking scene was extremely shocked.

Qingfeng's strength is absolutely at the forefront among the native country, even though there are thirty-six venerables above him, all of whom are well-known and powerful from various worlds. But it itself is definitely not weak, and it can be said that its combat effectiveness is strong.

"Chi Chi Chi!"

Two breaths later, Qingfeng's arm was wrapped in flames, and under his expression changed drastically, Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni swung his sword down.

"Pfft!"

The flames surged, and in the blink of an eye, Qing Feng's hand fell to the ground with a roar, and a trembling arm fell with it.

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

"Ahhh!"

Qing Feng backed away, with a painful expression on his face, and screamed.

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

Remnant Fire Taidao!

The swastika with a sharp blade like fire is known as the most powerful knife in the world of corpses and souls. About 1,000 years ago, the leader of the Invisible Empire, Yuhabach, had a battle with it, and called it a flaming sword that burned everything it hit with explosive flames!

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

"Is that all? Kid!"

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni's voice was low, and his aura became more majestic, and the pressure on everyone in the country was even greater.

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

"kill!!"

Qing Feng backed away again, his expression was ugly, his face was covered with sweat, but he was still roaring loudly.

Behind him, dozens of Chinese Death God captains quickly approached. They are all the most elite soldiers. They are desperate and fearful of death. They roared loudly and launched an attack on Yamamoto Genryanagi Shigekuni.

The old man took a step forward, and with a buzzing sound, he appeared in front of the fastest rushing god of death in China.

His other hand holding the knife clenched into a fist, and then punched out in the shocked eyes of the opponent.

"One bone!"

A punch hit the opponent's abdomen, and in an instant, the god of death spurted blood wildly, his eyes popped out, and after a short while, his body flew out like a cannonball for a full kilometer.

Immediately after, Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni waved back the knife-holding hand again.

"Chi Chi Chi!"

The burst of flames hit the sneak attacking god of death in the head, drowning it instantly, and the terrifying high temperature directly vaporized it.

Afterwards, his figure was like the wind, and he swung his knife again and again, beheading more than a dozen captains in a row, showing a strong fighting power.

And the rest of the gods of death also formed a scale and attacked behind him.

"Ninety-one broken ways, knife cremation!"

"Eighty-one of the Way of Binding, Duan Kong!"

"Black Coffin!"

One after another ghost way, as his other hand trembled, they were all released, defeating the attackers.

In the time of more than ten breaths, this old man suppressed the whole audience by himself, killing fifty-eight captains in a row, all of them were killed in seconds, which made the god of death in China completely afraid and trembling.

"Reaper, it's not just Zanpakuto!"

"You can't be called gods of death, you're just puppets holding Zanpakuto toys!"

After eliminating all the enemies in front of him, Motoyanagi Shigekuni Yamamoto spoke lightly to the army of hundreds of thousands of Death Gods in front of him.

Then, the remaining fire sword in his hand was raised again.

Hundreds of thousands, to him, are nothing more than numbers!

Kill it with one blow!