Pirate’s Infinite Wings

This scene was not conspicuous in the chaos of the war.

However, Aizen and the others have been observing Fang Lang's situation. Although they are not sure what happened, they are certain that the other party not only killed people from the Shinigami side, but also attacked Arrancar.

"You had a lot of fun." Aizen said calmly, not caring at all about Aronillo's death.

Anyway, it's just cannon fodder, not much combat power.

"Is this really good?" Ichimaru Gin frowned, Fang Lang's behavior was unexpected, "He will kill all ten blades."

"Lord Aizen, let me stop him!" Tōsen Kaname said seriously.

"Don't be anxious, continue to observe the situation for the time being." Aizen remained unmoved, still calm and calm.

On the Death God's side, in addition to the top combat forces, there are more than 2,500 soldiers from each team, and these soldiers have suffered more than 500 casualties in just ten minutes since the war began!

As for the Fang Lan Alliance, although they did not bring many people, less than forty people, they lost two of their top combat capabilities, the ninth and tenth blades, and they died at the hands of Fang Lang.

On the backside of a tall building, the shadow stretched out, and a black shadow emerged.

Jingraku Shunsui's expression was not good. Although he had not seen the previous scene, he could confirm Fang Lang's position and the two disappearing spiritual pressures in that position.

"What's going on? Are you still resisting? This willpower is too scary." He thought with a headache, "Wuxi must be dead. This is really troublesome. It seems that one sword is not enough. At least three swords are needed. But Broken Bee has become stronger, it will be quite troublesome to chop her twice."

Huatian Kuanggu at this time is not the swastika, but the beginning of the solution.

Unlike the ranged ability of the swastika, in the initial state of the swastika, the devil can only affect one person, so it is impossible to turn Aizen into the same as Fang Lang.

"Aizen is not in a hurry. His Kyouka Suigetsu and my fifth ghost can restrain it to a certain extent..."

Just as he was thinking about it, a cold snort came from above.

"You're hiding here, Jingle. You'd better change Fang Lang back to his original form, or I'll definitely kill you!"

Looking up to the stage, Jingraku Shunshui saw Zaifeng, sighed and said: "Your husband is fine, why do you have to fight to the death like this? Why don't we have a cup of tea and wait for the war to end..."

"Stop talking nonsense!" How could Zombie be able to bear it, he kicked downwards, and immediately, the violent hurricane force set off a tornado and rushed towards Kyoryu Shunsui.

"It's really troublesome. What kind of ability is this, infinite instant coax? In this state, even if I want to kill her, it will be difficult for me to do it."

Whispering to himself, Kyōraku Shunsui's figure slowly dived into the darkness.

"Running away again? This bastard is so annoying!" Broken Bee thought angrily.

The rear area of ​​the battlefield.

In a tall building, Uzhihua Lie slowly stepped onto the stairs and headed towards the roof.

In this building, besides her, there was another person. Although it was just a guess, Unohana Retsu was sure that the other person was the "demon" of the Gotei 13th Team.

As long as he is chopped down, Fang Lang can be named and Fang Lang can be restored to his original state.

"When I came in, there was a spiritual pressure isolation barrier here. With such tight protection, my guess should not be wrong." Unohana Retsu whispered. As he spoke, he pushed open the iron door on the roof of the building. Opposite the iron gate, a rickety figure stood by the guardrail, "It's you, former captain, Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto!"

Being called so, the figure remained unmoved, turning his back to Unohana Retsu and looking towards the battlefield.

"After I broke the barrier, you could feel it immediately. If you were an ordinary person, you should run away immediately. But as the captain, you are the strongest Shinigami in thousands of years. Of course you will not do such an escape." Zhihua Lie took a step forward and stopped ten meters behind the figure.

"What a pity, you guessed wrong." Yamamoto Genryusai sighed and said without looking back: "I am not the person you are looking for. I am here just waiting for time to eliminate the traitors of the Gotei 13 Team. That’s all.”

"You can't do it anymore," Unohana Retsu slowly drew out the sword blade and took action with the scimitar, his murderous intent undisguised, "You have lost your Zanpakuto and your hands, and now you are no match for even me. "

Hearing this, Yamamoto Genryusai slowly turned around, his old face was extremely gloomy, "Although I don't know why you followed Fang Lang's order and don't talk nonsense about the Kenpachi inheritance, no matter what, I will I’m going to kill you right here! Unohana Eight Thousand Ryu!”

He was very angry. Under his leadership, six captain-level mutinies actually occurred within just six months. Not to mention the other five, only Karetsu Uozhi made him heartbroken!

The other party is also the Millennium Captain, and for him to do something like betrayal is an insult to the Gotei 13 he founded!

"Captain, what you can't understand is that in that man, I saw the pinnacle of swordsmanship. Forget it, these are all in the past. From my position, what I have to do now is to kill you with a knife." Zhihua Lie showed a smile like a bloodthirsty rose, "If the opponent is you, you have to go all out from the beginning...all the swastikas will be wiped out!"

With the sudden explosion of spiritual pressure, the barrier became shaky, but it still managed to hold up.

The wind and waves blew, revealing Yamamoto Genryusai's hand under his sleeve. The arm had no palm.

"Bah, it's just you. Even if I don't need my hands or my Zanpakutō, it's enough!"

"Do you really think so?" A large blood donation place appeared around Uozhihua Lie.

"Do you think you will win?" Shan

Motomoto Liuzai asked back, grinning, "Our main force is coming soon!"

"The main force...?" Hearing this, Unohana Retsu's eyes widened, and several waves of captain-level spiritual pressure suddenly appeared in her perception.

Aizen looked at the entire battlefield. Suddenly, his eyes froze and glanced to his side.

Behind him, a layer of paper seemed to fade away from the space, and three figures wearing black cloaks emerged, blending into the sky.

Three sword blades suddenly attacked Aizen and the others.

"Is there a cloak that definitely hides spiritual pressure?" Aizen drew his sword and turned around to block the opponent's sword.

However, there was still a bloodstain on the shoulder.

"Hey, Aizen, how long have you been missing?" Under the cloak, a familiar face appeared. ..