Chapter 114 Rebellion!

   "It's dead, it's dead, it's dead!!"

  The head of the lower-level nobleman sat slumped on the ground, and he repeated this sentence in disbelief.

  No matter how he thinks, he has no way out!

  Two important figures of the Tsunayashiro family died one after another, and one of them died in front of him when the mobilizing crowd ran over to question him!

this…

  His heart fell into a icy void, his eyes were lifeless, and he looked at Tsunayashiro Shinya's body in despair.

  The corpse with only bones left...

   "Are you willing?"

  Suddenly, a woman's voice came from behind him. The voice was empty and distant, and every word made him fascinated.

   "Of course I'm not reconciled..." He said subconsciously, he wanted to turn his head away, but at this moment he didn't have much strength.

  He could only see out of the corner of his eye that the woman behind her had strands of purple hair hanging down from her shoulders.

   This is of course Alice, Kahn created her to do such things.

  At this moment, she was standing in the humble head of a lower-level nobleman sitting on the ground, neither happy nor sad, without any expression, just said indifferently

"This world is not fair. You Wangmu family finally got promoted and became a 'lower-level nobleman' after several battles in the world of corpses and souls. But the five nobles, don't do anything, don't pay anything, what? Do not sacrifice."

   "Just like this, I can stand high above you, take life and death from you, and throw them away like shoes."

  Her words reached Wang Mu's ears, making him constantly think about his sacrifices and the blood shed by his family.

  For the status of this lower-level nobleman, I don’t know how many people died on the battlefield!

   In this way, he has worked so hard and tremblingly for the Soul World, and in exchange for a little praise and a little honor, but it is no match for Tsunayashiro Shinya's casual kick with disgust and contempt!

  Why? !

What did they do? Even relying on the yin and yang of the ancestors, but what kind of yin and yang should come to an end after so many years?

  Why, why can they always be on top!

   I'm really not reconciled...

  The window of his soul, used to observe everything, but he can't see the faint purple in his eyes.

   And Alice behind her stretched out her hand at this time, and gently placed her white and jade-like right hand on Wang Wangmu's shoulder as if only in a fairy tale.

  The latter suddenly trembled all over, and he turned his head tremblingly, wanting to see who could have such slender and perfect hands.

   "Do what you want to do..."

  Alice's soft words rang in his ears, making him stop turning his head, because the wind blowing when he spoke got into his ears.

  There was a slight blush on his cheeks, as if he was drunk.

   "Prince and general, would you rather have a kind? Start with you, start with Wangmu's house..."

  Alice's figure became more and more illusory, and her voice became more and more ethereal

   "Pull the five great nobles...from a height that doesn't belong to them, and you will be remembered by history, Wangmu family..."

   "will be the herald that opens the door to a new era."

   Then, completely disappeared...

  The figure shrouded in the black robe dissipated under the moonlit night, as if it had never been here before.

   Only Wangmu Dangjia, whose eyes were full of purple, remained.

  He dressed roughly, his face was blushing, and then...the purple in his eyes dissipated, but infinite power emerged from his body.

   "If it's this power...everything can be done!"

   "Five nobles! Your era of being the masters of the country is coming to an end!"

  He swore thus

  ………

   "Damn it!"

  In the dark moonlit night, Kuchiki Katokawa quickly used Shunpo, and each flash appeared on the roof across the distance of several houses.

  His Shunpo is not considered an advantage, but it will not be to the extent of holding back, but this is also relative to himself.

  In fact, in addition to the head of the family, each of the five major nobles usually has one or two captain-level masters, and his Kuchiki Xianghe is comparable to the average captain even if he does not rely on Muramasa's ability.

  So his Shunpo is average, but it is enough to rank in the forefront of the entire Jinglingting.

However…

  The distance can never be shortened.

  The white skeleton-like figure even made the sound of bones squeezing as it advanced, and its whole body was trembling, but that was all.

   How can it still have such a superb speed? !

and…

  Why can't Muramasa activate his ability on him? !

  Once his Zanpakuto's ability is activated, the opponent should immediately fall into a situation of killing each other with his own Zanpakuto.

  But why, can't even perceive it?

   It was as if a mud cow had entered the sea, and his consciousness had entered the opponent's knife and there was nothing, only to feel the endless nothingness layered on top of each other.

  After Shinji Tsunayashi was made into a puppet by Kahn, everything he had belonged to Kahn, and he had long since ceased to belong to Shinigami.

  How can a mere rotten tree and village Zheng's ability interfere with Kahn?

  So, Kuchiki Kawakawa chased after him full of doubts, but he also felt a little uneasy, because if Muramasa's ability is invalid, he may not be able to deal with this skeleton monster!

   trembling, trembling, rustling...

  The weird voice stopped suddenly, and Kuchiki Xianghe was taken aback, he found that he had come to the core of the Sixth District.

  It’s not far from Kuchiki’s house, there are countless gods of death defending it, and there are private troops of nobles, these people have already blocked the bone swordsman in front, no wonder he didn’t do anything anymore.

   "You can't run away, let me see your true face under the skull helmet."

   Kuchimu Xianghe said in a deep voice, he was also approaching constantly, and the **** of death and noble guards surrounded the bone swordsman.

  Suddenly, Kuchiki Xianghe sensed the wind of a sword coming from behind him. He rolled his eyes and realized that it was a **** of death wearing a death tyrant outfit swinging a sword at him!

"you?!"

  Xiang He swung Muramasa out and blocked the knife, but this was just the beginning. He widened his eyes and looked at the gods of death around him.

  As if they were dancing, their bodies were distorted and deformed, especially the hand holding the Zanpakutō.

   Then swung it out, hit it, and blood splattered!

  The gods of death surrounding the bone swordsman seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit, and swung their sharp blades at the surrounding companions, but there was nothing wrong with them on their faces, only a devilish smile.

   "You did it?!"

  Rotten Wood Xianghe was furious, he looked at the bone swordsman in the center, and swung his knife heavily.

  The bone swordsman raised his head, this was the first time the two of them faced each other, and then he saw through the skull helmet.

   That’s a pair of…

  Purple eyes!

  (end of this chapter)