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Chapter 345 Little friend, are you dissatisfied with my arrangement?

Sifengyuan Yeyi has a vigorous posture and a dynamic body, with two black pillars on his back, stepping on Lingzi in the low air, and jumping towards Noble Street.

"Kisuke, are you sure you can close the gates of hell?"

Yoichi Sifengin's short purple hair was disheveled as he moved forward quickly, and couldn't help but ask Urahara Kisuke who was following him.

She and Kisuke Urahara were childhood sweethearts, and some time ago, she recommended him to be the captain of the [-]th Division. After learning that the gate of hell appeared in Huaku, she once discussed the seriousness of the matter with Kisuke Urahara.

Both of them believed that it was necessary to take precautions against this kind of thing, especially knowing that the gate of hell was only led by a child. In order to prevent the gate of hell from appearing again, she and Kisuke Urahara took precautions.

Followed closely behind her, Kisuke Urahara, with light yellow short hair, army green eyes, and a little stubble on his chin, wearing a haori, the captain of the [-]th Division, also jumped in the low air with two black pillars on his back, facing Running in the direction of Noble Street, he couldn't help feeling tricky and said:
"There is too little information, and there is no way to determine whether the gates of hell can be closed. However, the gates of hell are opened because of that child. As long as the child is thrown into the gates of hell, the gates of hell will be closed."

Urahara Kisuke analyzed calmly and said: "Or speed up the opening of the gates of hell and let the gates of hell take him away, then the problem can be solved."

Sifengyuan Yeyi nodded with a stern expression on his face. After all, it has only been more than half a year since Huaku's Gate of Hell. There is too little time and too little information. It is difficult for them to do more.

As it is now, it is only possible to pay special attention to the gates of hell.

Sudden.

The two of them stopped walking towards Noble Street, stepped on the sky, and their expressions changed suddenly. They sensed that the aura of the three captain-level gods of death disappeared in an instant. When they turned their heads to look in the direction of the battle, they suddenly saw a black screen that was shattered like glass Here, Six Chariots Kensai, Honohashi Rojuro and Aikawa Takero fell from the sky.

"So fast?" Yoichi Sifengin and Kisuke Urahara's eyes showed horror.

The three captains released the swastika almost a second ago, and the huge spiritual pressure raged in the sky of the Lingling Court. The result was just a round of attack, a chant of the ninety black coffin, and then the black coffin was shattered , the three captain-level death gods were instantly killed, which was too fast.

Is this guy so powerful?

Kyoraku Shunsui, Oniganjo Kenpachi, Hirako Mako, Six Car Kensai, Hobashi Rojuro, Aikawa Takero, the six captains, none of them could stop him from moving forward. solution.

The entire Lingling Court was looking up at the death god on the battlefield, his eyes were horrified, and he stared at the small figure of Haier in disbelief.

"Is he... so powerful?"

"Captain of the Eighth Division, Captain of the Eleventh Division, Captain of the Fifth Division, Captain of the Ninth Division, Captain of the Third Division, Captain of the Seventh Division, and six powerful captains, why did they lose? It shouldn't be, it's impossible! "

"team leader!!!"

"Is the gate of hell opened just for such horrible people?"

"I can't believe the defeat of the captains!"

Jingle Chunshui was defeated at the beginning, how he was defeated, they don't know.

Gui Yancheng Jianpachi was hit in the middle by the huge red cannon, they can still say that Gui Yancheng Jianpachi was careless.

Hirako Mako Zanpakuto was cracked, and it didn't have any effect at all. They can all think it was a coincidence, but unfortunately, they were targeted.

But now, even if the Ninety Black Coffin of Broken Dao is powerful, there is no reason why it can instantly kill a captain-level combat power that is fully detoxified.

Now it's going to kill three captains in seconds. How powerful and crushing-level combat power is it to be able to kill three captain-level death gods in an instant?
Seeing this scene, the god of death couldn't hold back the horror in his heart, his face changed color, the enemy was so terrifying.

"Is this the power that opens the gates of hell?" The captain of the No. [-] squad who was enjoying tea on the upper floors of the Noble Street building, Kuchiki Yinling's old, solemn and ancient face couldn't help showing a change of color. He saw and felt it. The spirits of the three captain-level death gods were so low that they almost disappeared, and they couldn't help being horrified.

None of the six captain-level gods of death could stop him, they couldn't stop his footsteps, they couldn't stop him from walking towards Noble Street and attacking the Tsunayashiro family.

Things are starting to get serious.

It is no longer up to him to continue drinking tea here.

Kuchimu Yinling had a calm old face, holding the shallow pad by his feet, and was about to get up from his kneeling seat, when the door was opened, and someone rushed into the private room with his entourage. Seeing that Kuchimu Yinling was kneeling to enjoy tea, she couldn't help but look sullen, and said with displeasure flashing across her face:

"Killwood Yinling, what are you still doing here! Central Room 46 has issued an arrest warrant, the Golden Seal Noble Council has mobilized all hands, and the Second Division is setting up traps to arrest sinners who entered the corridor of the Great Spirit Book without authorization and caused chaos in the Three Realms. What are you still doing here!"

The person who came was also an old man, with a majestic face, and he shouted in a dignified and dignified manner: "As the representative of the nobles, the No. [-] team, the captain of the death god who maintains the order of the soul world, are you still drinking tea?!"

He was holding the rotten wood silver bell that was about to get up, and slowly let go of the hand that was holding Asahi, his body relaxed, his waist was straight, he picked up another cup of tea with both hands, and drank it gently in an aristocratic manner, with a slow voice road:

"Don't worry, Tsunayashiro is the head of the house. Now that the order of Central Room 46 has been issued, he is just a bird in a cage."

The patriarch of the Tsunayashiro family had a cold expression on his face, he let out a cold "hum", turned around and left.

When he was leaving, Tsunayashiro Tokinada, whose face was strangely pale with a broken arm, pulled out a forced smile from the corner of his mouth, and said, "Captain Kuchiki, please cooperate with Kim quickly." The Indian noble council guards the noble street, and the enemy should not be underestimated."

Kuchiki Ginsuke ignored Tsunayashiro Tokinada, drank a cup of tea in an elegant and aristocratic manner, and only after all of Tsunayashiro's people had left, stood up with Asahi, and left this place. office buildings.

Like shards of black glass disappearing in the air, the three captain-level death gods that fell were caught by Unohana Retsu from the ground one by one, and began to treat them.

The Three Thousand Worlds reappeared behind Haier, absorbing the vast ocean of spiritual particles in the sky.

Shishirou Ukitake's face was stern, and his eyes were calm, watching the reappearance of Har's back and the Three Thousand Worlds, as well as the reappearance of the dark ball that he chopped off one by one.

His face was dark and unclear, he looked up at the gate of hell at the highest point of Seiringting, he calculated in his mind, finally gritted his teeth, made a great determination, and whispered softly:

"Swastika..." He was about to swastika, but stopped.

Haier held the Zanpakutao point down, cast a glance at Shishirou Ukitake, stepped out, turned his head forward, and an old man appeared in his sight.

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni stepped on the top of the wooden staff with both hands, and said like an old man who couldn't close his eyelids:
"Little friend, are you dissatisfied with my arrangement?"

(End of this chapter)