Vol 2 Chapter 90: Pull your funeral!

The sword pressure did not stop the offensive, and still slashed towards Lin Feng!
"For a newly promoted captain like you, this trick is enough."
Kumura Zuojin looked at the smoke spreading in front of him, retracted his horse's steps, his body became loose.
"is it?"
The words that suddenly rang from the Zuo Jun in the village shocked him. Zuo Jun in the village hurriedly turned around, and saw the light of the sword flash, and Lin Feng’s Zanpaku knife struck his chest. A scar with deep bones appeared on the body immediately!
Blood spurted out from inside, and the entire floor was instantly stained red.
"You... how come?!"
Yucun staggered back several steps, the mask he was wearing was also cut across by Lin Feng, and it broke apart, revealing his yellow wolf head.
What he couldn't think of was why Lin Feng would suddenly appear behind him, yet could he not attract his attention? !
"How could I break your sword pressure, right? It's very simple," Lin Feng stretched out his index finger and shook it in front of Yucun Zuo Jin, "because this trick is of no use to me. "
"No use at all?"
The left side of the village was stunned for a while, and then his wolf face began to become ferocious, and the exposed sharp fangs creaked.
"Hey, I said Hengcun, if you want to defeat me, just use the 卍jie. Maybe there are some opportunities."
Lin Feng directly sat down on the ground, wiping his Zan Po Dao ashes, as if he didn't even care about the Zuocun Zuo array at all.
"You really are a scourge!" Zuo Jin of the village clasped his Zanpaku Knife tightly and roared, "A person like you must never stay here!"
"Swastika! Black Rope Scourge King Ming!"
With a "boom", a huge palm suddenly appeared, and patted it towards Lin Feng from a high altitude. The floor was in contact with the terrifying spiritual pressure, and it immediately shattered like sawdust!
A huge black-armored warrior appeared on the battlefield. He held a huge samurai sword in his right hand, with a red headscarf, and covered with a layer of sturdy armor. The of death in Jingling Garden immediately noticed The terrifying Reiatsu here!
The duel between Kurosaki Ichigo and Kendaki Kenpachi was temporarily stopped.
Kuolu Yaqianliu stood up on the high wall, stood on tiptoe and looked in the direction from Reinpressure, and said with a small mouth, "What's going on there?"
In the battlefield, Lin Feng seemed to be photographed by the black armored warrior, and disappeared.
"If you can force me to use it, Lin Feng, you are dead without regret."
Yucun Zuo Zhen looked at the hand of the black armored warrior. Before Lin Feng could get up, he was buried under the great hand of King Tianqi Ming.
With a wave of his hand, the black warrior immediately raised his hand.
"Huh? How come?"
Komamura Zuojin looked at the black-armored warrior's raised hand and was startled. Not only was Lin Feng's figure in the black-armored warrior's hand, he could not even see any of his rotten flesh and bones. It's just that huge slap print of the black armored warrior.
"I thought it could be so powerful, but that's it."
Lin Feng’s icy words came out again from behind the Zuocun Zuozhen. The Zuocun Zuozhen only felt that he was shivering, and slowly turned his head back. Lin Feng was already sitting on a high wall behind him. Up.
"what!"
Seeing that Lin Feng was still intact, Yucun Zuozhen waved his hand, and the sword held by King Black Rope Tianqi Ming's right hand immediately slashed towards Lin Feng.
"Ding!"
Lin Feng slowly raised his sword and collided with the sword of King Scourge Ming. With such a crisp sound, the quiet spirit courtyard that was originally covered with smoke and dust instantly dissipated in a circular shape with Lin Feng as the center. 100 meters away.
The Zuocun Zuozhen only heard a "buzzing" sound in his ears. He stretched out his hand and touched it, his hand was full of blood flowing out of his ears. He was shocked by Lin Feng's shock. Hearing off!
With a "bang", the Zhanpaku knife of the left formation of the village was thrown to the ground by him. Looking at Lin Feng, the left formation of the village left a feeling of weakness for the first time.
Lin Feng didn't even use Shiji's solution, and he had already broken his swastika!
If you are replaced by Captain Yamamoto, I'm afraid you can't do so much!
"who are you?"
Yucun Zuo tremblingly raised his head, looking at the Lin Feng floating down from the high wall, his hands had already worn out a few blood marks on the ground.
"You don't have to worry about that, but let me tell you the truth..." Lin Feng leaned close to the ear of the left formation of the village and said, "Nie Yuli, I did kill it."
At the next moment, Lin Feng's Zanpaku knife slammed into the heart in the chest of Yucun's left array, and stirred his heart abruptly, directly stirring up his heart!
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood mixed with minced meat spouted from the mouth of Zuo Jin in the village, his eyes opened like fisheyes.
"Sure enough... it's you..."
Zuo Zhen reluctantly said this, but it was a pity that he wanted to raise his hand and couldn't do it anymore. He could only watch Lin Feng slowly pull the Zan Po Dao out of his heart.
That kind of pain is simply beyond the reach of ordinary people.
With a "slap", the Zuocun Zuozhen suddenly grabbed Lin Feng's hands and said angrily: "Since I can't live, you don't want to run away!"
The big hand of the Black Rope Heavenly Scourge King Ming fell again, and the Zuocun Zuo Zhen had made up his mind this time. Since Lin Feng can't beat Lin Feng, he must be buried with him!
As long as King Ming’s big hand is slapped, he and Lin Feng will die together.
"It can be considered as a favor to the old man Yamamoto..."
A trace of determination flashed in the eyes of the left array of Yucun, and he grasped Lin Feng's hand tighter.
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