Comprehensive: a New Identity is Superimposed Every Month

　　Some people even found that the latter's clothes were not messed up, just like the ease of defeating Zenggi Jianba!

　　Sword intent?

　　At this time, Hyuga Makoto laughed secretly in his heart.

　　I have a ghost sword intent.

　　But at this moment, the system prompt sound suddenly sounded.

　　[Players defeat Uzhihualie, add 1000 skill experience (please assign it to any skill), 1000 kendo skill experience, 500 spiritual skill experience, get the skill Meat Shizuku (Purple), and get the skill Sword Intent (Purple) ), plus 10 skill points. 】

　　Before defeating Zaraki Kenpachi, he also obtained the opponent's Zanpakutō skills, so I won't mention this.

　　Makoto Hyuga feels delighted that...

　　He actually obtained the skill [Sword Intent]!

　　Opened and looked at the introduction.

　　Sword Intent (No Phase), Purple Skill: lv1.

　　The meaning of the so-called "no form" is that it is invisible and formless, and it can simulate any sword intent, sword intent, fist intent, war intent, etc. that one sees.

　　At present, Makoto Hyuga can simulate the "Asura Sword Intent" of Uzuki Hanaritsu - its true degree is almost equivalent to another Uzuru Hanariet.

　　Moreover, if he is willing to spend skill points to improve the sword intent, the Asura sword intent he simulated will be stronger than the original!

　　 Hmm... better than nothing.

　　Makoto Hyuga nodded in satisfaction, and looked at Yamamoto Motoyanagi again.

　　I'm thinking about it, even Uno no Hana Lie was easily defeated. Will old man Yamamoto appear next.

　　But at this moment, a low female voice suddenly sounded.

　　"To kill all the enemies! Sparrow bees!"

　　In the sky, a huge golden missile suddenly fell from the top of Hyuga Makoto's head.

　　The target is Makoto Hyuga and everyone around him, as well as all the Achukas-level Daxu behind him, so many targets are all wrapped up.

　　The next second, the golden missile exploded.

　　In the sky of the entire Kongzamachi, a huge wave of spiritual power swept up.

　　A huge mushroom cloud that is invisible to ordinary people is slowly taking shape, spewing out a huge amount of energy.

　　The wind was overflowing, and the surrounding Death Gods almost fell from the sky in pieces.

　　A short-haired female god of death fluttered in her death tyrant outfit, covering the glare in front of her with her hands.

　　"The enemies should all be killed, right?" she whispered to herself.

　　"So next, my opponent is you?"

　　At this moment, a calm voice sounded beside his ears.

　　"But carrying out a sneak attack without saying a word is not in line with the spirit of justice that your death gods have always preached."

　　The short-haired goddess of death - Broken Bee couldn't help but froze. .

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　　As the voice fell, the sword light broke through the air in an instant.

　　The dazzling light easily separated the chaotic energy caused by the explosion in the field.

　　Broken Bee could see a gorgeous Zanpakutō, the blade quietly approaching his neck like the bite of a poisonous snake.

　　That kind of speed and angle blocked all escape routes.

　　Powerless to resist, there is absolutely no way to dodge.

　　The shadow of death weighed down heavily, and her whole body could not help but stand upright!

　　'Is this the pressure that Zaragi Kenpachi and Uno Hanaritsu faced just now? '

　　'Just to the extent of one knife at a time...'

　　In the face of such a fierce and ferocious kendo skills, Broken Bee has given up the plan to struggle.

　　But at the moment when the flickering blade of Hanmang approached her neck, the opponent swayed slightly, turned the blade, turned the slash into a slap, and slapped her body directly!

　　"Remember to be merciful this time... I will pay it back later."

　　With a chuckle, the broken bee was directly swept away.

　　And with the power of the pump just now, Makoto Hyuga took a few steps back.

　　Like a long eye on the back, it avoided the sneak attack of a short knife exactly.

　　He turned his head to look back, but it was a brown-skinned, purple-haired woman.

　　"Yiyi at Sifengyuan?"

　　"Hey, could it be that my reputation has spread to humans, but I didn't expect my little brother to know me too?"

　　Sifengyuan teased like this at night.

　　Her eyes swept forward, and she could not help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw that the flying bees still had their lives left.

　　Even with it, the goodwill towards the person in front of him has greatly increased.

　　After all, Broken Bee was her best friend since childhood.

　　"Instead of worrying about your companions, it's better to worry about yourself first."

　　Hyuga Makoto looked at Sifengyuan Yeichi with a smile, and the figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.

　　"Worry about yourself?" Sifengyuan Ye Yi showed a complacent look on his face: "Wait until you catch me... eh?"

　　She just opened her mouth like this, and only after using Shunpo, she found that a blurry figure appeared in front of her field of vision.

　　With the bombardment of a powerful fist on his body, the spiritual pressure in Sifengyuan Yeyi's body instantly collapsed, and the spiritual child under his feet could no longer be maintained, and he involuntarily fell from the sky to the ground.

　　At this time, the chaotic energy generated by the surrounding explosion finally subsided.

　　The scene inside is revealed.

　　The gods of death were horrified to discover that the attack of the swastika attack just now did not even kill the weakest human being on the other side.

　　Everyone, including the hundreds of Achucas-level Voids, was protected by a transparent spiritual pressure.

　　And the source of Reiatsu... is Makoto Hinata!

　　In such a fierce battle, there is still enough power to protect his companions with Reiki.

　　This proves...whether it's the fight with Kenpachi Zeraki, or the fight with Karetsu Uno, or even after that, he easily defeated the two people of Shabee and Sifengin Yeichi.

　　After several seemingly fierce battles, the opponent has not taken it seriously at all!

　　Admiration flashed in Yamamoto's turbid old eyes, but he spoke in a low tone:

　　"All captains come together, use all your strength, and release the Zanpakutō 々〃."

　　After he finished speaking, he looked at Kisuke Urahara who was still standing there.

　　"Captain Urahara, why didn't you obey the order?"

　　"I just don't want to be played like a monkey... That boy, old man, you should already know his identity, right?"

　　"Even if I don't know, I've seen him easily make so many Achucas-level phantoms, I should..."

　　Urahara Kisuke shrugged innocently, seeing Yamamoto Motoyuki looking at him sharply, he couldn't help sighing:

　　"Okay okay, then I will assist in the attack."

　　He turned and greeted:

　　"The ghost class comes with me, and in addition, there are [-] people... The ghost class needs your spiritual pressure, all keep up!"

　　At this time, Makoto Hyuga was easily dealing with the attacks of several captains.

　　There are endless breaking and binding, swordsmanship and white fights, and several explosive swastikas!

　　In order to leave the losers speechless, Makoto Hyuga responded with various powers that did not exceed the upper limit.

　　But the experience and skills displayed can amaze all the gods of death who fight with it.

　　"Swallow solution... Huatian Crazy Bones Black Song's Heart!"

　　A huge illusory woman appeared behind Jingle Chunshui.

　　The woman disappeared instantly.

　　A deep shadow suddenly enveloped everyone present.

　　The neighborhood has become an unknown playground.

　　That is the ability of Kyōraku Chunshui Zanpakuto Swastika.

　　Makoto Hyuga's figure flickered in the game field like a ghost.

　　When he raised his hand, the knife light was like a phantom, easily cutting off the shadow of a ghost girl.

　　"puff......"

　　The next second, the swastika effect of Huatian Kuanggu was forced to disappear.

　　A huge wound appeared on Jingle Chunshui's body. He vomited blood and fell to the ground. He was hurriedly carried away by the death gods of the medical class.

　　Just facing Makoto Hinata alone, the death god of Jingling Court, it seems as serious as a war.

　　The overwhelming powerhouse appeared, and the desperate comparison of strength made them even forget their original goal-the hundreds of virtual existences nearby.

　　At this moment, a fierce and huge energy reaction flashed in the distance.

　　Thousands of people gathered together, and the overlapping chants resounded throughout the sky.

　　"¨"...The Ninety-Nine of the Destruction—Five Dragons Destroyed!"

　　A devastating huge Reiatsu suddenly rose from a kilometer away.

　　Five psychic dragons of different colors soared and roared, and they crossed the battlefield in the blink of an eye.