Vol 3 Chapter 50: Melee

The three confronted each other, and the surrounding space had been spread by war.
In general, Huyan Shisanban was completely suppressed. The ten blades of the first four are powerful, far surpassing most of the captains. In battle, they can often use the corrupt ability of one enemy, especially the second blade, without restraint. It's unsolvable.
Except for Senjujuma and Ukitake Shirō who were playing soy sauce on the side, Madara had already hit a real fire, and Kenba was completely suppressed by him in the six states.
Even when he took off his blindfold and burst out Reiatsu, he was not Madara's opponent.
The sixth level is the strong above the captain. Except for the captain Yamamoto Motoryuzhai, it is difficult to find the strong against the sixth level in the Jingling Garden.
But Madara didn't intend to end the battle too soon, he was also interested in the so-called Reiatsu in the Soul World.
The power systems of different worlds are also very different. For a fighting madman like Madara, he will not miss any chance of understanding.
What's more, this battle has no immediate interest relationship with him. Whether it is Aizen's win or Huyan Shisanban's win, it doesn't make much difference to him.
Xuan looked at Yamamoto Motoryuzhai with a smile, "Is it really good to look at it like this, Captain, it seems that your subordinates can't last too long."
Following Xuan's words, Yamamoto's gaze tilted towards him, "You remember that you are not a person in the corpse soul world. As a strong man in other worlds, why do you want to go with Aizen?"
Xuan shrugged and smiled, "Nah, everyone has their own pursuits and needs, and Lan Ran can bring me what I need. As the captain of the guardian thirteenth division, you should always understand such a simple truth."
Holding the cane, the spiritual pressure in Yamamoto Genryuzhai's body began to emerge, and a layer of flame appeared and enveloped him.
"If that's the case, don't blame the old man for being merciless, you both will stay today!"
"Everything in Vientiane is ashes, flowing like fire!"
In the cold voice, the crutch in his hand turned into a burning Zanpaku Knife, the spiritual pressure in his body soared into the sky, and the entire sky was dyed red in an instant.
"No matter how many times I see it, the captain is always so domineering when he does it." Lan Ran smiled and said with emotion, the mirror flower on the waist came out of her sheath.
Whether he wants to or not, he must do it with the other party. He understands that the battle between the two will directly affect the overall situation, because verifying that one person wins can end the battle by himself.
"But I won't lose." Lan Ran smiled, Bengyu embedded in his heart is continuously providing powerful strength.
He wants to use this battle to complete the transformation beyond death.
"Burn the city!"
Captain Yamamoto had no intention of answering the conversation at all. He was a grumpy old man. He slashed out with a fiery sword in his hand. In a short time, the blade released a terrifying wall of flames to envelop the blue dye and mysterious. The high temperature caused the surrounding air to be covered. Distorted, like a huge cage.
"Eh!" Xuan let out a strange cry, looking at the flame cages around him, he always felt like he was being affected by the fish pond. He obviously didn't plan to do it so early. Could it be that his natural hatred is too high?
Lan Ran glanced at Xuan and didn't say much when he saw that he didn't mean to make a move. The mirror flower in his hand was cut out with no fancy sword.
The little flower turned into the purest sword intent, the wall of flame was divided into two, and the whole sky burst out like a rain of flames, which was extremely gorgeous for a time.
"Is the old man finally taking action?" Jingle Chunshui who was fighting glanced lightly, and he kept evading the enemy's virtual flashes.
Not only him, but the moment Yamamoto Genryusai started his hands, the rest of the people cast their eyes on him. They all understood that it was the battle between Aizen and Genryusai Yamamoto that really affected the battlefield.
"Fire sword, Song Ming!"
The grumpy old man didn't know what to end his hand, and he swung his sword again the moment Ai Ran and Xuan appeared.
Tornado-shaped flames rose to the sky, and the hot flames spread out, this time with a breath of death.
Xuan's gaze was vacant, and the jade moment of seeking Taoism appeared behind him, and the dark Yin Yang Long Sword appeared in his hand. As the sword cuts out of the space, ripples appeared. All the flames encountered obstacles when they approached him and circled him Attacked from a distance.
"Old man, do you want to die!" Looking at Yuanruuzhai Yamamoto unscrupulously, this old man is really looking for death, and it seems that he should teach him a lesson.
Yamamoto Genryusai turned a deaf ear to Xuan's voice. Most of his eyes were on Aizen's body. The flowing blade in his hand was waving like fire, and the powerful flame was waved by him, like a complete manipulation. Deity with flames.
"Sixty-three Broken Road, Thunder Roar!"
Lan Ran quickly lifted into the sky, abandoned the singing thunder roar, but was cut off by the opponent's sword.
"Landran, is your strength only this level? That really disappointed me, hot hell!"
The spiritual pressure erupted, and the surrounding space became hot and heavy in an instant, and ten flame pillars rose into the sky, turning this place into the most terrifying flame hell.
"In front of this guy, Uchiha's fire escape is a joke." One blow would repel Kenki Kenpachi, and Uchiha Madara softly sighed as he watched the changes around him.
But his eyes shone with excitement and looked towards Yamamoto Genryusai, really wanting to fight this kind of enemy.
"Heh!" Lan Ran let out a chuckle, and the Bengyu embedded in his heart kept transmitting power, as if a flash of lightning flashed across his eyes, then he swung his sword.
He didn't use Jing Hua Shuiyue's hypnotic ability, because at this time there was no need, he wanted to defeat the deadliest of death in the soul world in a thousand years.
With a sword swung down, the most pure sword pressure appeared in the world, and its strength overwhelmed the hot of Yamamoto Genryusai in one fell swoop, and all the flames were crushed in an instant.
Yamamoto let out a muffled hum, and he took a half step backward in the air. He was pressured by the Aizen sword in front of him, and he was also the person who felt the most pressure.
"This is...Bengyu's power?" He whispered to himself, but he didn't retreat in his eyes. If only this degree, he could cope with confidence.
"Old man, it's not a good habit to look around when fighting!" A voice suddenly appeared behind him, and it sounded before he could react.
"Yin and Yang escape, Thor's Spear!"..