Naruto Ninja Master

Even though he was aware of Wuchen's attack for the first time, Jiro, the head of the sparrow, drew his knife to resist, and there was a fatal wound on his chest, which was instantly killed.

"The response is good, but the speed is still too slow."

Indifferently glanced at Jiro, the head of the sparrow, and Wuchen stepped over his corpse.

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Chapter 1141 Threatening the captain [fifth more]

Even though Minister Jiro is a vice-captain-level death god, he has followed Captain Yamamoto for nearly a thousand years, and he is still a rare genius. After only [-] days of learning the swastika, it can be seen that his talent is extraordinary.

However, these are all fancy for Wuchen, and their poor dimension is too large.

"Well? It didn't die... If you have enough vitality, you can actually avoid the catastrophe by lying on your stomach."

Suddenly aware that his right foot was being grabbed, Wuchen turned his head and happened to see the pale but unwilling to give up Jiro, even though his chest was bleeding profusely and his ribs and heart were exposed to the air, he still refused to let Wuchen leave.

This courage is worthy of respect.

"Since you want to die so much, then I will fulfill you."

The golden sword was raised again, and when he was about to cut it down, looking at the expression of Jiro's swearing death, Wuchen's hands suddenly dropped.

Of course, it was not influenced by Jiro, the head of the sparrow.

"Tsk tsk... I want to thank you, the deputy captain of the Sparrow Department. Because of you, I suddenly thought of a good idea."

"What are you going to do?"

Being stared at by Wuchen's shining eyes, he felt uncomfortable, and Minister Jiro was also a man who lived for a thousand years. Seeing Wuchen's cunning look, he smelled a strong crisis.

Suddenly I thought it would be better for him to be dead!

"What? You'll know right away."

No matter how struggling Minister Jiro was, Wuchen picked him up and walked straight to the team building that is usually used to hold the captain's meeting.

"Strange, why the right eye is jumping around recently."

Looking at the picturesque corpse and soul world in the distance, Captain Yamamoto frowned slightly, and his body leaning on crutches was extremely old under the shroud of the sunset.

"Shhhhhh!"

A gust of wind and waves came at a speed, and Captain Yamamoto's doubtful expression suddenly restrained, and his eyes burst with murderous intent.

"You dare to break into a team, who are you?"

Captain Yamamoto's stern voice, combined with the scars all over his head, is very imposing.

"Finch Department?"

Staring at the figure held by the mysterious man's right arm, Captain Yamamoto's eyes were splitting, and he almost shouted: "Put down the person in your hands before you completely anger the old man!"

Captain Yamamoto's forehead burst with blue veins, and he shouted in a low voice, trying his best to hide the flames in his heart that could burn the sky.

"Boom boom boom!"

The blazing flames roared, and the temperature of the entire first team's team building increased hundreds of times, but they did not dare to approach Wuchen, or in other words, they did not dare to approach Jiro, the head of the sparrow.

Ruo Ren Ruo Huo is indistinguishable between us and the enemy.

"Yamamoto Yuanyugai Shigekuni is very old, I am afraid that when he suppressed me, he may not be able to exert the full power of [Flowing Blade Ruohuo]. "

His eyes were fiery~ He looked at Liuren Ruohuo hotly, and Wuchen's heart almost jumped out. For Liuren Ruohuo, he was looking forward to the stars and the moon.

If he gets Liuren Ruohuo, his combat power will definitely increase exponentially. Besides the Spirit King, the Liuren Ruohuo of Yamamoto Yuanliuzhai is the only thing that can make Wuchen tempted.

"It seems that the star of the Quinquetcher can only take away his opponent's swastika when he is sworn by the god of death. Captain Yamamoto will never swat it away easily. The temperature of the remnant fire sword will slowly evaporate the water in the soul world. Until the World of Souls collapses."

His brows were slightly raised, and Wu Chen thought to himself.

"correct."

There was a cunning light in his eyes, and the masked Wuchen sneered: "Immediately release the Wuchen who was suppressed more than ten years ago, or I will kill the sparrow minister Jiro now!"

This sentence made Minister Jiro full of blood, and hurriedly said to the captain: "The captain must not let that big devil go, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous, and he will be able to compete with the entire god of death by himself."

Except for Urahara Kisuke and Sifengyin Yeichi, everyone in the Soul Realm thought that Wuchen would continue to be imprisoned in the Infernal Hell.

"impossible."

Without thinking about it, Captain Yamamoto directly denied this absurd proposal, "The Soul Society took great pains to capture him, and it is impossible for me to let him go!"

"is it?"

Hearing this, Wuchen, who was wearing a mask, smiled nonchalantly, "I only give you thirty seconds. If you don't let him go, the head of the deputy captain of the Sparrow Department will be moved."

After saying that, Wuchen raised the Zanpakutō indifferently and placed it on the head of Jiro, the head of the bird.

"This old guy will never compromise, so he will only save the Sparrow Minister Jiro at all costs. With such a short distance, he must be sure to kill with one blow, otherwise it is the Sparrow Minister Jiro who will die. This old man has an [-]% chance. Forced to slay me, only in this way can I beheaded to the greatest extent possible."

Wuchen sneered in his heart, and he has slowly taken out the star badge that belongs to the Quincy. Once Captain Yamamoto dares to swear, he will take the opportunity to seize Liuren Ruohuo.

"The Sparrow has followed me for thousands of years, and I absolutely can't watch him fall indifferently!" Captain Yamamoto was also struggling with his thoughts, and his hands holding the Zanpakutō were sweating.