At This Moment, There Are Still 72 Hours Left Before the Fusion of Collapsed Jade!

It's just a knife.

"How could this happen!"

Yan Long's pupils at Longtang Temple shrank suddenly, and he looked at Mao Zhihua Lie over there in shock.

That kind of murderousness.

And that terrible spirit.

What the **** is this woman!

Immediately afterwards.

In his gaze.

Uozhihualie turned around slowly, showing a gentle (horrifying) smile:

"Surely call me and Shinji a combination of old, weak, sick and disabled?"

"It's really interesting."

Horror, suffocation, depression!

Obviously laughing.

But in the eyes of Longtang Temple Yan Long, it is as terrifying as the evil spirit Shura!

Vaguely.

He seemed to see the bones piled up like a mountain at the feet of Uozhihuarelie!

It's not Reiatsu, and it's not even an ability!

It's a huge oppression caused by pure murderous intent!

This kind of terrifying murderous power, like the essence, is simply appalling!

The cold murderous aura not only caused the surrounding air to drop sharply!

Even let him begin to hallucinate!

"So."

"My "old and weak" attack is about to begin."

Uozhihua joked with a black belly.

Immediately afterwards.

Yan Long's sight of Longtang Temple is a flower.

There was a sudden pain in his abdomen!

Was cut!

Blood is splashing.

Longtang Temple Yanlong snorted and looked at Mao Zhihualie who was standing not far away in disbelief.

This speed.

What is it?

Why can't he see anything? !

"Don't understand yet?"

"It's so pathetic."

At this time.

In the watchful and angry eyes of Yan Long at Longtang Temple.

Godji whispered:

"You and Lie are not at the same level at all."

"Said her as old and weak."

"To be honest, I admire your courage."

In words.

Another blood arrow spurted out.

Longtang Temple Yan Long looked at his chest in shock.

Another cut that you can't see!

How terrifying is the speed of this woman!

and.

What is going on with this terrible oppression?

It's not Reiatsu.

Even from the beginning to the present, this woman has not used Reiatsu.

It was a pure aura and murderous pressure that made him almost unable to breathe.

Immediately afterwards.

In the sight of Yan Long at Longtang Temple.

The whole world seems to be rapidly changing colors.

Blood red, brutal, dull.

This kind of murderousness is simply unbelievable.

A lot of blood bursts.

Just a moment.

He was chopped to the ground.

"This speed...this speed..."."

"What the **** are you?!"

Yan Long of Longtang Temple raised his head, unwilling to stare at Mao Zhihualie.

Immediately afterwards.

A hideous flash flashed under his eyes:

"Kill him, Shicun!"

Linguistically.

Surprise!

The shadow under Uozhihualie's feet suddenly twisted.

Immediately afterwards.

A cold knife pierced her chest.

This is a slash from the shadow!

boom!

Zanpakuto and Zanpakuto collide!

In Shicun's horrified gaze, the unparalleled force directly knocked him out.

Next second.

The **** Zanpaku knife penetrated his heart.

"Are you okay."

There was a trace of confusion in Mao Zhihualie's eyes.

Was the Zanpaku knife pierced directly through the heart, and he didn't even die?

"Surprised?"

Ishimura ignored the Zanpaku knife that penetrated his chest and flaunted with a grin:

"This is the ability of my Zanpaku Blade Shadow Ghost."

"I can move freely in the shadows, and control the shadows to launch attacks."

"Your attack has no effect on me!"

Ishimura stared at Uozhihuaree jokingly.

but.

Immediately his body froze.

Because.

A cold knife didn't know when it was nailed, and he stayed in the shadow on the ground.

"It's the Dark Sword."

Uozhihuareel retracted the short knife on the ground and smiled softly.

Puff!

A large amount of blood flowed out of the wound on the shadow, and in the blink of an eye, it ran into a large pool on the ground.

"Explained my ability to me."

"After being exiled for more than a thousand years, it seems that your combat experience has all disappeared."

Uozhihualie crossed the stone village that fell on the ground.

Holding the Zanpakuknife, with a gentle smile on her face, she walked towards Longtang Temple Yan Long, whose expression was completely dull.

But at this moment.

Boom!

A terrible spiritual pressure spread.

The surrounding area was instantly knocked out of a clearing by the shock wave.

Longtang Temple Yanlong stood up with gloomy eyes, and a large amount of blood shot down his wound.

But to this.

He completely ignored it.

"Give Shicun to..."

"Maozhihualie, go to hell!"

Longtang Temple Yan Long frantically clenched the spear in his hand.

A burst of sound burst.

The golden light flashed from the spear, almost like a teleport, suddenly extending a certain distance, and piercing violently toward Uozhihua.

but.

A **** sword pressure suddenly appeared in his sight!

You will die if you are hacked!

Such a thought suddenly flashed through my mind.

even.

Yan Long at Longtang Temple can also smell that strong blood.

Immediately afterwards.

He was swallowed by that **** sword pressure.

The scene seemed to freeze for a moment.

Immediately afterwards.

The blood-colored sword pressed through his body and flew into the distance unabated.