The Advent of the Infinite King

The man didn't answer, but looked up at Komamura Zuojin with a smile. Faced with such pressure, he didn't feel flustered at all.

"Aren't you going to answer, then..." Komamura Zuojin grasped the handle of the Zhanhundao, and said harshly, "I will directly ask about your body."

The moment Komamura Zuozhen pulled out the Zhanhundao and slashed at him, the man suddenly jumped back, raised his arms, and released a strong storm, which almost captivated everyone's eyes.

"Asshole." Madarame looked a little excited to see such a powerful opponent, "This is really interesting."

"Would you like to go, Kazukara?" Yumi Ayasegawa asked.

The eleventh team itself is a fighting team. If Zaraki Kenpachi was there, he would have rushed up long ago.

"Back off!" At this time, the vice-captain of the Seventh Division, Tetsuzaemon Kagami, suddenly stood in front of the two of them, and said loudly in the wind: "Our captain is fighting, don't you see? How dare you join the battle? will hurt."

Komamura Zuojin itself is a captain who has a huge body and subdues the opponent with overwhelming force. He is a powerful warrior who never uses small tricks. Lifting the soul-slaying knife, "The black rope punishes King Ming."

After Komamura Zuojin's Zhanhundao swastika was dispelled, a huge black armored warrior was summoned. The face below the eyes was covered with a red scarf, covered with thick armor, and tied with a huge black thick rope at the back.

Moreover, King Ming's attacking movements are synchronized with Komamura Zuojin's, possessing quite astonishing attack power, and the armor he wears is his own life, which belongs to the Kai Zhi Swastika that infuses life.

Under the moonlight, the black rope Heavenly Scourge Mingwang appeared even more mighty, and blocked the powerful storm for everyone.

"Master Yuan Liuzhai is there, quickly recruit him."

Facing the Black Rope Heavenly Scourge King Ming, the man did not panic at all. He stood on the edge of the cliff of the Bipolar Hill and said softly, "Your attack cannot threaten me."

"Full of nonsense!" The Black Rope Heavenly Scourge Mingwang followed Komamura Zuozhen's movements and swung the giant blade in his hand to criticize.

At this moment, the pupils of Shishirou Ukitake, who was watching the battle from behind, suddenly dilated, and he immediately shouted, "Danger!"

The next moment, the huge blade of Black Rope Heavenly Scourge King Ming directly hit the position where Komamura Zuozhen was standing, kicking up a cloud of dust.

After the dust cleared, Komamura Zuozhen escaped from the blade of King Ming Ming with the black rope in a little embarrassment.

"What happened just now?" Seeing the scene in front of him, Xie Chen suddenly asked.

"The Zhanhundao actually attacked his master?" Suifeng, who was always calm, was also surprised.

"How could it be?" Jingle Chunshui raised the brim of his hat and became serious.

"What's going on." A Sanjing Renji also said loudly.

"It's very interesting." Nirvana Yuri smiled. In his opinion, all of this is worth researching.

At this time, the huge black rope Heavenly Scourge King Ming suddenly dissipated and turned into a violent storm, impacting everyone.

When Komamura Zuojin looked forward, a man of the same build as himself, even taller than him, holding a steel knife and wearing a helmet, was standing in front of him like a ferocious samurai.

"Who are you?" Komamura Zuojin's pupils shrank suddenly, as if thinking of something, he said in an unbelievable voice: "Could it be... God..."

Before Komamura Zuojin finished speaking, the samurai raised his knife and slashed down. After Komamura Zuojin blocked it, the samurai put a rope wrapped around a fireball on Komamura Zuojin's arm.

Afterwards, under the eyes of all the captains, Komamura Zuozhen was cut to the ground.

"how come……"

"Captain." Seeing that his captain was knocked down, Keji Tetsuzaemon couldn't hold back anymore.

"Wait." Yumi Ayasegawa grabbed him behind him. "Let go of me, Ayasegawa. "

Xie Chen didn't hesitate anymore, he pulled out the Soul Slaying Knife, and rushed forward first.

"Evil King Yan Killing Sword."

But Zhanhundao didn't change at all, and the black flame didn't appear on the blade.

At this time, the warrior's rope had already attacked Xie Chen, and Xie Chen had no choice but to take a step back to avoid its attack.

"Captain." Matsumoto Rangiku shouted nervously behind him.

"It can't... be liberated." Xie Chen stared at the Zhanhundao and murmured.

At this time, Broken Bee also pulled out the Soul Slashing Knife.

"Sting all enemies, Sparrow Bee."

But the Zhanhundao also had no response.

"how is this possible……"

At this time, almost all the vice-captains behind him immediately pulled out their soul-slaying knives, trying to make an initial solution.

"Roar, Snaketail."

"Whisper, gray cat."

"Stretch, Ghost Lantern Ball."

But like Xie Chen and Sui Feng, their Zanhundao also showed no response, and they didn't even feel any sign of spiritual pressure.

"What's going on." A Sanjing Renji stared closely at the soul-killing knife in his hand, and said to himself: "I can't feel the spiritual pressure of the soul-killing knife."

"Why, Feimei." Chisentao was the same, unable to be liberated.

"Aiya." Nirvana Yuri also fiddled with Zanhundao, "Reiatsu really disappeared, what's going on?"

"It's very simple." At this time, the previous man suddenly said softly: "Your Zanhun Dao no longer coexists with you. I liberated them from the gods of death."

"The soul-slaying knife... this kind of thing." Huche Yongyin was somewhat incomprehensible.

Red tears flowed from the man's eyes suddenly, he raised his hand, and the next moment, small-scale explosions began to occur in several places in the Jingling Court behind him.

"What's going on." A Sanjing Renji yelled loudly, "What are you going to do?"

"It's not me." The man said slowly, "It's your soul-slaying knife that got out of control."

"how is this possible."

"The Zhanhundao has now been liberated from the shackles of the god of death."

Chapter 51 Panic

At this time, in the Jingling Court under the Bipolar Hill, on the right side of the street, because of the explosion just now, they were engulfed in a sea of ​​flames. The members of each team were awakened in their sleep, and some of them were called up by their companions. .

Without the captain and deputy captain to preside over the overall situation, Jingling Court was in chaos.

"What, put out the fire, hurry up."

"There's something there."

On a roof that hadn't been covered by the flames, a black figure stood there. Under the light of the white moonlight and the red flames, the figure's body was reflected in the darkness like a paper-cut.

"Who is it, is it a travel accident?"

Suddenly there was a burst of strange laughter, the figure flashed, and by the light of the fire, he rushed directly into the crowd. He had long red hair, and his body seemed to be wrapped with cloth strips. The blade sickle, the curvature is similar to the silver moon scimitar.

The next moment he rushed into the crowd, all the gods of death around him were hit by sickles and knocked down to the ground.

"What's the matter with those guys." The God of Reaper, who was busy putting out the fire, immediately noticed the strangeness here.

The red-haired man made a cut and said loudly, "We're vulnerable."

Then several death gods were chopped down by him one after another, losing their ability to move.

"What a savage fellow."

At this time, on a nearby street, a girl in a colorful kimono and a ribbon stood in the middle of the crowd without anyone noticing, speaking softly.

"Hello, let's run away."

There were two big bells under the girl's ribbons. At this time, she rotated her body, and the bells on the ribbons also spun, and a fireball was emitted from the bells, which directly hit the crowd.

"Sorry, but I don't have time to play anymore."

Afterwards, the girl flew directly into the air, and several fireballs smashed down directly.

On the street a little farther from here, another tall, black-skinned, yellow-haired man was attacking the god of death who was extinguishing the fire.

"Give up, you can't."

At this time, a wave of ice crystals floated over, and the tall man turned his head to see that Sode Baixue was standing on the high platform behind him.

"Come on, call us."

Afterwards, Sode Baixue waved his arm, and a powerful and overwhelming wave of ice crystals rushed directly to the street, completely freezing it.

At this time, the Jingling Court was filled with gunpowder smoke, and the facilities that had been repaired had just passed through the Bawente incident. At this time, they were burned by flames and frozen by ice crystals, and there were still a large number of Reapers who were attacked and lost the ability to fight. , Jinglingting fell into panic.

"This is just to say hello." The man on Bipolar Hill raised his arms and said slowly in the face of the captain-level gods of death: "In order to let you understand the strength of my comrades, and to let You know the true face of the Zanhundao that you think is your own."

The next moment, more than ten people in various costumes appeared beside him.

"The Soul Slaying Knife has... materialized." Ukitake Shishirou looked at the scene in front of him, and several people who seemed to have known each other said in disbelief.

"How is it possible..." The crowd seemed a little flustered, but those who were flustered were basically the gods of death at the vice-captain level.

Although after what happened just now, the Zanhundao could not be liberated, and the appearance of so many materialized Zanhundao caused the Jingling Court to be destroyed wantonly, but the captains were still able to maintain a calm posture.

At this time, Kuchiki Byakuya slowly walked out of the crowd, stood at the front and asked the man in a cold voice, "Who are you?"

The man stared at Kuchiki Byakuya, trying to find a trace of panic or surprise on his face, but to no avail, so he said, "My name is Muramasa, and Shinigami's control over Zanhundao will end tonight. after."

Murakami raised his arm, pointed at the gods of death facing him, and said word by word: "The god of death will be controlled by Zhanhundao."

Murakami turned his palm slightly, and a long sword exuding blue light appeared in his hand immediately. After that, he plunged the long sword into the ground, and the land on the bipolar hill split open instantly.

In the land of the bipolar hill, several hill-like walls rise up, and each materialized Zanhundao stands on a hill.

"You said that the God of Death is controlled by Zhanhun Dao?" Ukitake Shishiro asked loudly at this time: "What does this mean?"

"It means literally." Murakami said slowly: "I said that I have liberated Zanhundao from your shackles."

At this moment, the bipolar hill temporarily fell into silence.

All the gods of death were frowning. This was an unprecedented thing. In the thousands of years of Jinglingting's existence, there had never been a thing that had happened before.

This is different from the previous invasion of Brigade Calamity. This is more like an internal war, but it is more serious than the previous situation. Losing the Reaper of the Zhanhundao is equivalent to losing more than half of his fighting ability.

"Roar, Sheweimaru." Asai Renji still didn't believe what was in front of him, and tried to release Zanhundao again, but ended in failure after all.

Seeing A Sanjing Renji's refusal to accept his fate, the materialized Zanhundao standing around all laughed sharply.

Seeing this, other gods of death are no longer making similar attempts.