Deep underground, Mole Chengshuang and Hong Jiang also performed a cremation one after another.

　　 This kind of extremely special breaking way that requires a scorched body to be used, even Hongjiang, who is quite good at ghost way, cannot use it out of thin air.

There is only one sacrifice at the moment, so what Hongjiang has to do is actually grab the sacrifice. A cremation at such a close distance is inevitable, and it exceeds the spiritual pressure level that Xianyi can be immune to. Smoothly release a cremation at this distance!

　　 The corpse that was originally burned into coke was torn apart by the spiritual power of the two in the fight between Hongjiang and Molecheng Shuangye. Neither of them successfully released a cremation, which was considered a tie.

　　 A little bit of star fire lit up the dark underground for a short while, Mole Chengshuang's pale face flashed by in the fire, and the same disappeared was the Zanpai knife on his right hand that was slicing towards Hongjiang.

　　 When it stabbed in front of Hong Jiang, Mole City Shuangye's Zanpaku Knife Yulu Lulu, the whole body had become crystal clear, as if it were cast from the purest crystal.

　　In Hongjiang's field of vision, this Zanpai Knife is different again, like obsidian shining with weird light, and the orderly black and white ink world seems to be hooked by it, turning gray and white.

　　 Black represents spiritual power, the darker the color, the greater the spiritual power density contained in the opponent, and the higher the spiritual pressure. And this kind of substantive spiritual pressure is even more exaggerated than the previous one-shot cremation, perhaps only the cracks above the 98th can reach this level.

This is far beyond the spiritual pressure level recorded by Xian Yi. Hong Jiang turned sideways and would avoid a thorn in his heart. At the same time, his left sleeve was tightened, turning into a short blade towards Molecheng Shuangye's neck. Cut off.

Molecheng Shuang also did not back down. The moment Hong Jiang turned to his side, he stopped his sword, traversed the Zanpei Knife, the hilt of the sword slanted upwards, hit Hongjiang's elbow, and while blocking the opponent's arm, he took advantage of the situation. Swipe it up.

　　 Hongjiang's reaction was not slow, he exerted force on his feet. Although he did not completely avoid the cut, Mole Chengshuang also made a deep bone wound on his left shoulder, but he managed to avoid breaking his arm.

　　 "Tie Dao Sixty One, Six Light Prison!"

　　 "Twenty-six Bindao, Qu Guang!"

　　 "Thirty-one bound Dao, chaotic shadow!"

　　 Six beams of light appeared out of thin air, enclosing Molecheng Shuang. At the same time, Hongjiang's figure suddenly disappeared into the cave, and then hundreds of figures flashed in different directions.

　　 Mole Chengshuang also looked at the blood on the blade and smiled. It seems that the little guy knew he was scared, and started thinking of a way to escape.

　　 First use the six pillars of light to temporarily block oneself, use the curved light to block the vision, and use the chaotic shadow to create a short shadow, which confuses the audience, and the idea of ​​escape is very clear.

Temporarily dispersing the spiritual power and unlocking the six-pillar light prison from the outside, Mole Chengshuang also began to sense the spiritual power he left in Hongjiang's body. This was left when he cut the opponent just now. He did not easily let Hongjiang go. Plan.

　　 In fact, Hong Jiang hadn't moved at all when he was in place. The three binding paths he used were just to make Mole Cheng Shuang misunderstand that he was going to escape, and then took advantage of his surprise attack.

　　 On the surface, the plan went well. Hong Jiang watched Mole Chengshuang also leave in front of him. When he was dark in his heart, he saw the other party without turning his head, and cut directly on his right wrist.

　　 The sneak attack turned into a sneak attack. He didn't wake up until he watched his right hand leave his body.

The gushing blood brings a sense of warmth, and at the same time, it also brings out a violent pain. The body instinct has no effect at this moment when exercising in the killing field. Even the idea of ​​running appeared in Hongjiang’s mind, but his legs looked like It's petrified and doesn't move.

　　 "Didn't I tell you? You have no chance of winning against me~" Mole Chengshuang also said, walking slowly in front of Hongjiang.

Hong Jiang wanted to do it, but found that he couldn't even move his hands at this moment. Mole Chengshuang also looked at his surprised expression and said with a smile: "Your **** is to completely visualize the high concentration of spiritual pressure outside the body, so as to achieve The effect of offense and defense. It’s a pity that you are too young. If your spiritual pressure is higher, you will be the biggest nemesis of Yulu Lulu, but now, you are restrained by me everywhere."

　　 Moecheng Shuang also finished speaking, and followed Hongjiang's neck with the Zhanpakuknife in his hand, cutting the robe on his chest bit by bit, revealing the strong upper body inside.

　　 At the same time, a figure gradually rose behind him, it was Moejo Kozo, looking at Hongjiang with a grin.

　　 "I still have something to tell him, pay attention to controlling emotions, Kozo." Mole Chengshuang also said, staggering and standing aside.

　　 "I understand, brother."

Kozo Moecheng nodded towards Molecheng Shuang, drew out the Zanpaku Knife hung around his waist, reached Hongjiang’s heart, and then slanted the handle of the knife, watching Hongjiang slowly said: "In the beginning, it was this. Angle right?"

Hongjiang looked at the opponent's Zhanpakuknife, bit by bit, sinking into his chest bit by bit, the pain intensified every time he breathed, Moecheng Kozo's voice echoed in his ears: "It's quite strong, I want to watch it. How long can you bear it!"

　　 Hongjiang didn't let him down, he didn't scream until the blade passed through his chest. However, Moecheng Kozo had more than this trick. Under Hongjiang's gaze, the Zanpaku knife withdrew from his chest bit by bit.

　　 I don’t know how long this kind of suffering has passed, maybe not long, but Hong Jiang feels that it will be longer and more tormented than the one hundred years he spent in the land of killing.

　　 Finally, the Zanpaku knife was completely withdrawn by Moejo Kozo, sweat and blood mixed together ~lightnovelpub.net~ The ground at the foot of Hongjiang became red.

　　 But his face was full of smiles, as if he had accomplished a big deal. And these smiles fell in Moecheng's eyes, but they were so ironic, even worse than the smiles that the other party showed when he was assassinated!

　　 "Laugh, I won't make you laugh anymore!" Moecheng Kozo was angry, raised the Zanpaku knife in his hand and stabbed Hongjiang in the face, but a white hand stopped him.

　　 "I said, there is still something to tell him!" Mole Chengshuang frowned and scolded.

　　 "I'm sorry, brother." Moecheng Kozo also bowed towards Molecheng and finished speaking, gave Hongjiang a stern look, and retreated behind his brother.

"What you did to Kozo, just forget it, I can assume it never happened." Mole Chengshuang also said, tapping his finger, controlling his spiritual power to help Hongjiang stop the bleeding, "and now I think Invite you to do an unpaid operation."

　　 "Do you counterattack Seireitei?" Hong Jiang sneered, "It's not me you want to invite, but Captain Yamamoto behind me, right?"

　　 Mole Chengshuang also shook his fingers, and said playfully: "I never regard Seireitei as my target, and I never regard Reaper as an enemy."

　　 "On the contrary, our enemies are actually the same, so you might as well be patient and listen?"

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