MTL - God Of Soul System-v3 Chapter 139 Blue dye shot

I noticed that the side of the **** of death already has an advantage. Although this advantage is not too big, as time goes by, it will gradually form a one-sided situation. The expression of Yamamoto’s great will be more calm and blue. Slightly said:

"Your subordinates seem to be losing, why, still intend to continue to stand there?"

"Yes? Where did you see it, what should my men lose?"

Blue dyed calmly stood there, a faint opening, and it was at this time that the broken face was collectively bladed, and the pressure surged!

In particular, Urchiola, directly released the second section of the blade, the spiritual pressure continuously rose twice, from the fourth position, jumped to the extent of the most powerful pressure, not only let Kurosaki The guards were shocked, and they also surprised the face.

At the same time, the sky split again, and dozens of hundreds of virgins, from the cracked black chamber, joined the battlefield, and the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed again!

On the side of the **** of death, most of the gods of death have been liberated, and people such as the dead wood and white have already released their sorrows, and the situation has suddenly reversed in the face of the sudden surge of strength after the broken face.

but.

One side of the broken face has a blade, but the side of the **** of death is not completely incapable of resisting. After the laughter of Mr. Hiroko and others, they all licked their mouths, grabbed their hands on their faces, and put on masks.

Blur mode!

At the same time as Mr. Hiroko and others have been ambiguous, Si Fengyuan, who has been watching the battle in the distance, holding Ling Tie Zhai, Zhi Bo, and others, looked at each other.

"We should also take the shot, kill these guys as soon as possible, and then free up their hands to deal with blue dye."

Puyuan Xizhu stared at the blue dye in the sky, arranged a battle plan, and there was a flash of light in his eyes. He said, "Let's stay, you can go with one heart and Tielhai."

For the tactics of Puyuan's help, the people present were of no significance. The holding of Ling Tie Zhai and Zhi Bo jumped into the battlefield.

boom! boom! boom! !

With the ambiguity of Hiroko and other people, and Zhibo’s heart, holding the entrance of Ling Tie Zhai, the front line was once again leveled, and it entered a close-knit state of close cooperation, and the two sides were hard to win.

however.

The situation was once again balanced, but the blue-stained face showed a slight undulation, which seemed to be what it felt, and placed its own sickle in front of it.

"It doesn't make much sense to continue waiting. Before I win the game, I think it's best to destroy the history of the corpse."

"Don't be too arrogant, kid, do you think that you can kill me by your degree?!"

Yamamoto’s face of the old man’s face, Liu Yuan’s face, reveals a hegemony. It was the millennium that he led the first generation of the thirteenth team, swept the corpse of the soul, and wiped out the division, making the whole world tremble with it!

"I didn't think I could kill you, but... I have done it."

"Nonsense!"

Yamamoto’s sorrowful screams and screams, and he is waiting to attack, but in the next moment, the blue-stained figure disappears out of thin air. When it reappears, it has already come to his back.

And his waist is pierced by a blue-stained sickle, and blood is splashing!

Control the five senses, mirror flowers and water!

however.

Yamamoto-Yu-Yu-Yu’s heavy country is the captain of the history of the 13th team of the defending court. Jingling’s strongest death, experienced numerous wars, and even far more than blue dyeing, the combat experience is naturally rich too much.

Even though it was stabbed by blue, it caught the blue dye with the pressure of the spirit and suddenly counterattacked.

He grabbed the blue dye in one hand, and slammed it with one hand, and the fiery flame screamed in it, wrapping him directly with the blue dye.

Unlike the original, Blue Dye did not make any fire-fighting princes.

His face was not flustered, very flat, the other hand palm up, two fingers, a light hook.

"The ninety-one broken, black!"

Hey!

The darkness suddenly filled, and he and Shan Guoyuan’s Liu Yu’s country were covered with a moment, turning into a black coffin, suspended above the sky.

Bang! !

The fiery flame burst from the middle, the hard-boiled black cockroach, the blue-dyed figure flew out of the flame, and there was a trace of burning on the body.

In the flames, Yamamoto’s body, Liu Yan’s body, has three or five insignificant blood marks.

"torch!"

Yamamoto-Yuan-Yu-Yu’s heavy country sang a low drink, and the backhand swung out with a sword. The hot flame swept through and wrapped the blue dye directly.

However, he himself had a blue-stained mirror, and he couldn't get rid of the control of the mirror flower water without catching the blue dye. One stroke did not hit the blue dye, only hit a phantom.

laugh! !

The blue-stained figure reappeared. This time it came to the back of Yamamoto-Yu-Yu-Yu’s heavy country. He learned a scorpion, but there was no thorn, but a cut, a knife cut, and Yamamoto’s ridge on the back of the country appeared. A deep visible blood mark of the bone.

Thanks to the mirror flower and water month, blue dye has an absolute advantage, but even so, Yamamoto Yuki, who is still in the country, still relies on the pressure of the spirit, and has applied several counterattacks in the trauma, hitting the blue dye for the second time.

Looking at Yamamoto’s injury, the injury to the country is getting heavier and heavier, and the blue-stained expression is getting more and more dull. Finally, when he once again used the mirror flower and water to quietly come to the back of Yamamoto’s reign, he faintly opened. A sword fell.

"It's over, the captain."

however.

Almost at this moment, six strange lights suddenly lit up from the blue-dyed waist.

"Sixty-one of the road, six sticks of light!"

Urahara help shot!

"It really should be over, blue dye."

I don’t know when I came to Puyuan’s help behind the blue dye, with a trace of calm on my face, and I didn’t give the blue dye a chance to break the bondage.

"The sixty-two of the road, one hundred steps railing!"

"Sixty-three of the road, the lock is locked!"

Consistently bound by three shackles, the blue-stained face is unchanged, faintly said: "Are you finally out? Puyuan likes help, but you think, just rely on such a binding..."

"too slow!"

Puyuan liked to give a cold drink, interrupted the blue dye, and then put your hands together again.

"The seventy-nine of the road, nine Yao bound!"

Puyuan, who was temporarily imprisoned by the four-character road, was forced to sing and sing directly.

"The end of a thousand hands, can not touch the dark hands, can not reflect the sky shooter, the road of glory and sprinkling, the wind of igniting the species, the gathering does not need to be confused, please follow my instructions, light bomb, eight body, Nine, the Book of Heaven, the disease, the big wheel, the gray turret, lead the bow to the distance, and dissipate in a clean and tidy..."

"The ninety-one of the broken road, the thousand hands and the cannon!"