Chapter 1118

Captain Yamamoto didn't mean to answer the words at all, he was a grumpy old man, he slashed out with a sword like a fire in his hand, and in an instant, the blade released a terrifying wall of flames to envelop Aizen and Xuan, and the high temperature made the surrounding air shudder. Distorted, like a huge cage.

"Hey" Xuan let out a strange sound, looking at the flame cage around him, he always felt that he had been affected by the fish pond, he obviously didn't plan to do it so early, could it be that his natural hatred value is too high?

Lan Ran glanced at Xuan, seeing that he didn't intend to make a move, he didn't say much, and slashed out with the sword in his hand without any fancy.

Fragments turned into the most pure sword intent and cut out, the wall of flames was split into two, and the entire sky burst out like a rain of flames, and it was extremely gorgeous for a while.

"Has the old man finally made a move?" Jingle Chunshui, who was fighting, glanced lightly, while he kept avoiding the enemy's false flashes.

Not only him, but the moment Yamamoto Genryuzai made his move, the rest of the people cast their gazes over. They all understand that what really affects the trend of the battlefield is the battle between Aizen and Yamamoto Motoryuzai.

"Fire Sword, Song Ming"

The grumpy old man didn't know why to stop, and swung his sword again the moment Aizen and Xuan appeared.

Tornado-shaped flames soared into the sky, and scorching flames spread across the surface, this time with the breath of death.

Xuan's gaze was vacant, and Yusha, seeking Taoism, appeared behind him. The dark Yin-Yang Dun sword appeared in his hand, and ripples appeared as the sword cut out of the space. Attacked from a distance.

"Old man, do you want to die?" Xuan Bushan looked at Yamamoto Motoryuzai, this old man is really looking for death, it seems that he should be taught a lesson.

Yamamoto Motoryuzai turned a deaf ear to Xuan's voice, most of his eyes were focused on Aizen's body, the flowing blade in his hand was like a fire, and the powerful flame was waved by him, like a completely manipulative God of fire.

"Sixty-three of Breaking the Way, Thunder Roar Cannon"

In the sky, Lanran quickly rose into the air, and the Thunder Roar Cannon, which abandoned singing, attacked, but was cut off by the opponent's sword.

"Aizen, is your strength only at this level? That really disappoints me, hot hell"

The spiritual pressure erupted, and the surrounding space became scorching hot and heavy in an instant, and ten pillars of flame shot up into the sky, turning this place into the most terrifying flame hell.

"In front of this guy, Uchiha's fire escape is a joke." Saragi Kenpachi was knocked back with one blow, Uchiha Madara looked at the changes around him and sighed softly.

But his eyes were shining with excitement and looked at Yamamoto Motoryuzai, really wanting to fight this kind of enemy.

"Heh" Lan Ran let out a chuckle, the collapsed jade inlaid in his heart was continuously transmitting power, and there seemed to be a flash of lightning in his eyes, and then he swung his sword.

He didn't use the hypnotic ability of the mirror flower and the water moon, because at this time it was no longer necessary, he wanted to defeat the strongest god of death in the soul world for a thousand years head-on.

With a single swing of the sword, the most quintessential sword pressure appeared in the world. It was so powerful that it overwhelmed the hot hell of Yamamoto Genryuzai in one fell swoop, and all the flames were defeated in an instant.

Yamamoto groaned, and he took half a step back in the air. He was under the pressure of Aizen's sword in the front, and he was also the one who felt the most pressure.

"Is this the power of Beng Yu?" He whispered to himself, but there was no retreat in his eyes. If it was only this level, he was confident that he could handle it.

"Old man, it's not a good habit to look around when fighting." A voice suddenly appeared behind him, and before he could react to the sound of piercing the air, it sounded.

"Yin and Yang escape, Thor's spear".

Chapter 51: The Burial of Frozen Flowers

The spear flashing with jet-black thunder pierced through the air, and one of the seeking jade behind Xuan was missing.

Under such a distance, it was difficult even for him to react, so he wanted to see how Yamamoto Motoryuzai would deal with it.

Of course, if he can't handle it, he doesn't mind cheating the opponent once. His style of acting has always been like this. Anyway, Wanjie can only have one winner in the end. It is not a bad idea to kick out the group of Huyan Shisanfan in advance.

"torch"

A strong sense of crisis flashed in his heart, and it was too late for Yamamoto Motoryuzai to turn around, but the powerful Reiatsu turned into flames and erupted all around, becoming the strongest wall of flames.

The Yin-Yang Dun spear arrived in the blink of an eye, and was slightly blocked at the moment of confrontation with the flame wall, but in the next moment it broke through the wall with more powerful force and attacked the opponent.

However, the short-term obstruction was enough for the opponent to respond, and the figure dodged to the side, flowing into Ruohuo and slashed to the side at the same time.

The sound of metal and iron clanging came, and at the same time, there was a terrifying aftermath spreading, and a pillar of fire shot up into the sky from the ground.

Genryuzai Yamamoto groaned softly, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, but the spear thrown by Xuan was also knocked out, and turned into a Taoist jade in the distance and returned behind him .

"Is the old man's reaction speed good?" Xuan chuckled, and Aizen appeared in front of the other side at a terrifying speed, and the two fought fiercely together.

Now Aizen can already see the subtle difference. In Xuan's eyes of reincarnation, the collapsed jade in his heart is constantly providing him with energy to help him evolve to a higher level. Now it is only the first stage. .

Instead of taking advantage of this opportunity to attack Yamamoto Genryuzai, Xuan turned his attention to the battlefield. Most of the captains of Jinglingting have been suppressed, and a few of them are even in danger of life.

Byakuya Kuchiki released the swastika and had a slight advantage against Ulquiola's first returning blade, but if the opponent used the second returning blade form, he would definitely reverse it.

And Broken Bee didn't explode in the face of Bailegang's rotten power, no matter how fast it was, it could only be helpless when it couldn't get close. Even her life was in danger several times.

Fortunately, Liu Zhihualie of the fourth team stood behind her and fought against Bailegang with her, which stabilized the situation and prevented it from completely collapsing.

Many other places are similar, and many capable vice-captains also go into battle in person to make up for the gap in combat power between the two sides.

"Where are you looking, Millennium Ice Prison"

When Xuan was looking at the entire battlefield, a roar sounded, and then a huge icicle shrouded Xuan in it, his eyebrows raised slightly, the surroundings were completely frozen, and a cage surrounded by ice and snow appeared.

In the distance, Hitsugaya Toshiro panted slightly, two huge ice wings spread out behind him, and the twelve red lotus petals were slowly withering, which proved that he had not yet fully grasped the power of Swastika.

As a rare genius in the world of corpses and souls, and also the youngest captain, his control over the Swastika is still immature.

If he is given another hundred years, when he completely masters Hirinmaru, the strongest ice element, maybe he will be another Yamamoto Genryuzai.

click click

There was the sound of icicles shattering, followed by a violent eruption. The millennium ice prison turned into countless ice cubes and spread around, colliding with the flames rising from the ground, creating a strange scene of ice and fire intermingling.

The white fairy robe was fluttering lightly, Xuan looked at Toshiro with a strange expression, he remembered that this guy should have fought with Ichimaru Gin, why did he suddenly attack him.

Slightly shifting his gaze, he saw that Gin Ichimaru had turned into an ice sculpture in the distance, and even in the environment where the pillar of fire was soaring, he still exuded a cold light, like a rare work of art.

"It's really exaggerated acting skills." Xuan curled his lips and complained in his heart.

He could clearly feel the flow of spiritual pressure in Ichimaru Gin's body, without any decrease. He was simply frozen by the opponent on purpose, so as to release Toshiro's combat power.

Xuan, who is a time traveler, of course knows the identity of Ichimaru Gin's undercover agent. Although the other party's move at this time is unexpected, it is understandable when he thinks about it carefully.

"But boy, you picked the wrong opponent." Xuan calmly said to Dong Shilang, as for whether the other party would listen, he was pessimistic anyway.

Sure enough, Dong Shilang sneered coldly and didn't even think about speaking. The most powerful move he had so far had already been used.

His intuition told him that the person in front of him was very strong, if he didn't directly make a killing move, he might not even have the chance to make a move.

"Frozen Flower Burial"

In the cold sound, the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, the fire cloud in the sky changed, frost cloud emerged, and snowflakes fell from it.

But because of the flowing blade like fire, the scorching flames around did not restrain in any way, so a magical scene appeared, the flames alternated with ice and snow, the surroundings were hot and cold, and the two extreme forces restrained each other and coexisted miraculously.