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"My meaning is very simple. I will only let one of you survive, and it is up to you who survives."

Yuhabach said slowly.

"You mean let the two of us kill each other?"

Ling Feng frowned and said aloud.

"Yes, as long as your hands are stained with the blood of your teammates, then I will completely trust you, hurry up, kill each other, and then accept the supreme power I give you."

Yuhabach said loudly.

"However, I refuse."

Ling Feng looked at Youhabach and said directly.

"You don't even have a beating heart. The one sitting here is just a corpse that can talk. There is absolutely no spiritual power in your body, so why do you think I will listen to you?"

Ling Feng looked at Youhabach, shook his head, and said directly.

That's right, Youhabach, who was sitting on the throne at this time, had no heartbeat at all, and in Ling Feng's perception, there was no spiritual power in his body.

It can be said that what was in front of Lingfeng and Aizen at this time was just a corpse with no power to hold the chicken.

Any **** of death could kill Yohabach.

"Are you the same?"

Yuhabach asked Aizen aloud.

Aizen didn't speak, his eyes stared fiercely.

"I gave you a chance, but you chose death."

Youhabach shook his head and waved his hand.

At this time, a large number of guys in white clothes suddenly appeared around.

These Quincy masters are the subordinates of Youhabach.

The Quincy masters looked at Ling Feng and Aizen who were standing in front of them, and walked up directly, gradually surrounding Ling Feng and Aizen.

"I'll ask you one last time, do you really want to accept my power?"

Yuhabach sat upright in the chair and said aloud.

But Ling Feng ignored him and turned to look at Aizen beside him.

"Are you sure?"

Ling Feng asked aloud.

"Um."

Aizen nodded his head deeply.

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Chapter three hundred and fifty-four kneeling down

"Then let them see how good you are."

Ling Feng patted Lan Ran's shoulder and said aloud.

"Let's see how powerful that little girl is? Death, are you sure you're not joking?"

"Just this kind of girl? I can kill her with one hand."

When Ling Feng's voice just fell, all kinds of disdainful voices suddenly came from the Quincy Exterminator.

In their eyes, only Ling Feng, the third seat, can compete with them, and Aizen, the seemingly ordinary little girl?

They don't take it to heart at all.

"They're dismissive of you, what does that mean?"

Ling Feng looked at Aizen beside him and said aloud.

"It means I'm not strong enough."

Aizen glanced indifferently at the Quilt Masters around, and said slowly.

Because of their respective identities, Aizen was originally unhappy with this group of Quincy Masters.

But now the language of these Quincy masters has completely angered Aizen.

"Yes, you didn't show your great strength, that's why they disdain you."

As soon as Ling Feng's voice fell, a powerful spiritual pressure erupted directly from his body.

This spirit crushed everyone except Aizen.

"what!"

"This power."

"What kind of spiritual pressure is this!"

The quenchers kept accumulating spiritual pressure in their bodies, and wanted to use the spiritual pressure in their bodies to resist the oppression from Lingfeng spiritual pressure.

But their resistance was ineffective.

Lingfeng's spiritual pressure was like a mountain, pressing down on them.

Let their legs bend involuntarily, and let the blood in their bodies continue to gather downwards.

"Why am I a little confused?"

"my body!"

The Quincy Masters felt the strangeness from within their bodies, and said one after another.

"You do have the right to reject me."

At this time, Yuhabach, who was still sitting on the throne, spoke up.

"Hasward, take his life."

Youhabach gave an order to the only two Quincy masters standing on the ground at this time.

"Your Majesty, I will bring you victory."

Hasward bowed slightly to Yohabach, and then stared at Ling Feng and Aizen who were standing there.

"Lord Hasward, please kill them."

Some Quincy Masters raised their heads diligently at this time and said to Hasward.

And Hasward looked coldly at the Quincy Masters who were kneeling on the ground, and did not speak.

He did not think that the Quincy masters who bowed to Ling Feng were his companions.

Maybe after dealing with Ling Feng and Aizen, he will clean the Wuxin Empire.

At this time, due to the reason of the spiritual pressure, the quenchers on the field fell to their knees on the ground, and because the blood in the body continued to gather downwards, so they let their heads die in order to avoid the lack of oxygen in the brain. on the ground.

At this time, their posture was the same as kneeling to Ling Feng and Aizen.

"It's time to start your show."

Ling Feng looked at Hasward who was slowly walking towards him, and said aloud to Aizen beside him.

At the same time, he also directly withdrew the spiritual pressure.

The Quincy Masters felt that the invisible pressure from their bodies suddenly disappeared, and they hurriedly stood up from the ground.

Those eyes full of anger stared at Ling Feng and Aizen.

At this moment, they can't wait to go up and tear Ling Feng and Lan Ran to pieces.

But because of Youhabach's order, they could only stand in place and look at Lingfeng and the two in front of them.

"Break it, Jinghua Shuiyue!"

Aizen held the Zanpakutō back in his right hand, the tip of the blade pointed down, and said slowly.

In an instant, in the sight of everyone, several cracks like broken glass appeared behind Aizen, and then disappeared directly.

"Did that little girl liberate Zanpakutō? Why does it look like she wasn't liberated?"

"That's all that power? It's not a match for Lord Hasward at all."

"That's right, there's not as much pressure on us as that man before."

"Lord Hasward, tear them all to shreds."

"Lord Husward, they have already disrespected His Majesty, it is time to punish them."

The Quincy Masters looked at the Zanpakutō in Aizen's hands and started talking.

It's just that their discussions were all about the death of Ling Feng and the two.

After all, the spiritual pressure released by Lingfeng had left an indelible humiliation in their hearts.

"Is that all you can do? I'm so disappointed."

Yuhabach looked at Aizen who was standing there and shook his head.

Originally looking at Aizen's posture with the Zanpakutō in his hand, he also had a little hope for Aizen's first solution.

But now it seems that the Zanpakutō, which is the same as without the first solution after the first solution, directly wiped out Yuhabach's interest.

"If that's the case, then please die."

Husward looked at Lingfeng and Aizen in front of him, and directly drew the long sword from his waist.

"go to hell."

Haswald roared, and the whole person came to Ling Feng and Aizen in an instant. The long sword in his hand was like a phantom. It was still in his hand one second, and the next second it had stabbed into Aizen. in the body.

"Hmph, boring."

Looking at the wide-eyed Aizen in front of him, whose eyes were full of disbelief, Husward snorted coldly, and directly pulled the long sword out of Aizen's body, bringing out a long bloodstain.

"What else do you want to say?"

Husward looked at Ling Feng in front of him and said coldly.

"say what?"

What puzzled Husward was that Ling Feng at this time did not feel a trace of anger because of Aizen's injury, but an expression that wanted to laugh.

"I killed your companion, don't you want to say something? Don't want to avenge her?"

Hasward glanced coldly at the blue-dyed corpse lying on the ground, and said slowly.

"Killed my comrade? What are you talking about?"

Ling Feng took out his ears, looked at Hasward in front of him, and said aloud.

"Isn't she dead?"

Hasward pointed his sword at Aizen's corpse on the ground.

"Dead? Where is it?"

At this time, the corner of Ling Feng's mouth raised slightly and said slowly.

"Lord Hasward, what are you doing?"

A Quincy's voice entered Hasward's ears.

At this time, Hasward discovered that the corpse on the ground was not Aizen's body at all, and he did not walk in front of Aizen.

"Where am I?"

Hasward looked around, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He saw that his position was far away from Lingfeng and Aizen, and very close to Yuhabach's throne.

By the way, Yohabach?

Thinking of this, Hasward slowly lowered his head and looked at the ground.

A black figure quietly fell to the ground.