Comprehensive: a New Identity is Superimposed Every Month

　　Because of the blessing of the wings behind him, he was able to catch up with Makoto Hyuga who was using Shunpo—very rare, and this was the first case.

　　In the big melee just now, in terms of speed, even Sifengyuan Yeyi, who was known as the "Shining God", could only be resigned to the disadvantage.

　　The reason why Makoto Hyuga could easily defeat a group of captain-level death gods just by relying on the normal Reiatsu.

　　And they are the captains after the swastika.

　　In addition to the skill of God's Prediction, Shunpo's superb skills also played a great role.

　　Nothing is indestructible, only fast is invincible.

　　The lightning-like movement method allows him to advance and retreat freely and easily cope with all kinds of dangerous scenes.

　　but......

　　"What if you can catch up with me?"

　　Makoto Hinata smiled and looked at Byakuya Kuchiki, whose huge wings were shaking behind him.

　　"Three seconds... Your kendo level can only be supported by my hands for three seconds at most!"

　　His figure suddenly stopped in violation of the laws of physics.

　　The Zanpakutō in his hand slashed out diagonally, like a thunderbolt passing through Kuchiki Byakuya's field of vision.

　　The opponent's pupils shrank slightly, and he raised his knife with a solemn expression to greet him!

　　Accompanied by the clanging sound of countless gold and iron clashing, the two figures spun upward in the air, pulling out a meteor-like trajectory.

　　In the blink of an eye, there was another huge humming sound, and the riotous spiritual pressure swept up a gust of wind.

　　A figure was cut with countless wounds by the sword light, and fell from the sky involuntarily, and the pair of huge wings behind it was quickly disappearing.

　　Not three seconds at all.

　　In less than two seconds of fighting, Kuchiki Byakuya had already suffered [-] stab wounds on his body, bleeding profusely!

　　"Failed again..."

　　Lying weakly in the pothole on the ground, Kuchiki Byakuya held the handle of Chiben Sakura, which was very difficult.

　　Silently recalling the brief and fierce confrontation just now in his mind, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

　　"Makoto Hyuga... what a terrifying fighting consciousness!"

　　If it wasn't for the opponent's strength, at the time of the twelfth knife, he would have been dead in a different place!

　　"good chance!"

　　And at the moment when Kuchiki Byakuya held back Makoto Hyuga, Hitsugaya Toshiro showed a look of joy on his face.

　　Holding the Zanpakutō firmly, he squeezed the remaining Reiatsu in his body to the limit.

　　"Millennium Ice Prison!"

　　The water vapor in the air quickly condensed into solid ice around Makoto Hyuga.

　　But he was already prepared, just a little light on his feet, and then dodged to a distance of [-] meters.

　　Looking back, a huge icicle had appeared where he was before.

　　If you didn't dodge in time just now, I'm afraid that it has been firmly sealed by ice now.

　　"It seems that after the defeat two months ago, both of them have grown a lot..."

　　Hyuga Makoto murmured in his mouth, but he didn't show any mercy.

　　The instant body technique flashed behind Hitsugaya Toushiro.

　　Without using a knife, he raised his right leg and exerted force on his waist, giving him a heavy sweep.

　　After the spiritual pressure was infused, Makoto Hyuga's power could easily tear apart steel.

　　This little Captain Reaper suddenly fell into the clouds, unable to get up again.

　　"But I've grown even more!"

　　He glanced around and saw that all the captain-level gods of death had been defeated, and Makoto Hyuga stood there, showing a satisfied expression.

　　You know, he hadn't even liberated the Zanpakutō just now.

　　Just relying on slashing fists and walking away ghosts, plus some non-active skills, easily swept away a group of captain-level death gods!

　　Compared to two months ago, who only relied on massive spiritual oppression to bully people, it was really much stronger.

　　Just as he was feeling a little complacent, an old voice suddenly sounded behind him.

　　"That's it."

　　Hyuga Makoto raised his eyebrows and turned to look.

　　Among the few gods of death in the distance, a bald old man was walking slowly.

　　With every step he took, the icy aura on his body grew stronger.

　　The whole body can even faintly see the phantom of the sea of ​​​​fire.

　　And as he approached, the water molecules in the air seemed to be rapidly evaporating.

　　The thousand-year ice prison that had been condensed by Hitsugaya Toshiro before began to dissolve rapidly.

　　"Young man, next..."

　　Standing still more than a dozen meters away from Makoto Hyuga, Yamamoto Motoyugai Shigekuni's turbid old eyes seemed to be wide open.

　　He slowly but firmly raised the flowing blade in his hand, pointing forward.

　　"Let the old man be your opponent!"

　　"If you can't beat the old man..."

　　There was a certain solemnity and determination in the voice of Yamamoto Motoyanagi Saigekuni:

　　"Then you will be buried in this knife!"

　　"Swallow solution, the blade is like fire!!"

　　As soon as the voice fell, the Zanpakutō in his hand flashed an astonishing crimson on the blade!

　　The rolling heat wave rose and almost lifted the clouds nearby! .

Chapter 166

　　"Buried in that knife?"

　　Makoto Hyuga stood there calmly, looking at the old figure in front of him.

　　"The commander-in-chief of Jingling Court, Yamamoto Yuanyugai Shigekuni?"

　　"You should already be the strongest god of death in Jingling Court, right?"

　　Yamamoto Yuanyuzhai did not speak, but the Zanpakutō in his hand continued to release astonishing heat.

　　In the surrounding environment, moisture is quickly evaporated and drawn away.

　　The field of vision began to become curled and unreal.

　　It was an intense burning sensation like being in the desert, making your throat smoke.

　　All the gods of death nearby, including the captain, flew backwards involuntarily.

　　A thought flashed through their minds.

　　"The commander-in-chief who hasn't made a lot of shots for thousands of years... must- get serious!"

　　And behind Makoto Hyuga, the others became nervous.

　　Although he didn't know the identity of Yamamoto Yuanyugai Shigekuni, he had never seen the strength of the old man in front of him.

　　But just by seeing how easily he can command those powerful Death God captains, he can already understand his status in the Jingling Court.

　　On the mysterious side, only those whose strength can surpass others can order others.

　　At this moment, the red blade of the flowing blade began to gradually return to normal.

　　The huge thermal energy that can affect the environment seems to have been consumed.

　　But Makoto Hyuga can clearly perceive that the knife in front of him is more dangerous than before!

　　It seals all the flames inside.

　　There is no abnormality in the appearance, but as long as it is cut on a person...

　　That violent flame energy will explode directly, easily burning the opponent to ashes!

　　"Looks like, among the spirits of death in Jingling Court, the Zanpakutō of the flame-type has nothing to do with the one in your hand, old man."

　　Makoto Hyuga smiled slightly and raised his Zanpakutō.

　　"Then, in order to show respect for the [strongest flame type]...I will also release it."

　　"The beginning of man... Create a myth!!"

　　boom!

　　Pure, rich, huge, and unbelievably massive Reiatsu emerges from the depths of Makoto Hyuga's soul.

　　Rapidly blends with energy sources in the atmosphere.

　　The next second, the celestial phenomenon was forced to change.

　　The sky is clear and the sky is clear, and in the blink of an eye, a boundless gust of wind blows up.

　　Clouds tens of thousands of meters high were shaken by air currents.

　　Their stretched bodies squeezed together and rubbed violently on a large area.

　　The thunder was rolling like a tide, and the lightning fell continuously, illuminating the whole sky!

　　Hundreds of Achucas-level Voids behind them, even if they were inside the spiritual pressure protective cover, could not directly feel the suffocating energy intensity, but they could easily tell from the visual sense... .

　　The figure shrouded in the boundless spiritual pressure in front of him, how brilliant and great the power he possesses.

　　"The Lord of the Void..."