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His hair and beard are all spread out.

The skyrocketing power may not necessarily make people truly invincible, but it will definitely give them an invincible mentality first.

Tsunayashiro Shogo awakened to this mentality.

You must know that even among the five noble families, those with third-level spiritual power and above who understand the swastika are often masters that are rare in a century, not to mention that the few people just now have obviously entered the second level. Waiting for the threshold of Lingwei, picking one of them at random is a powerful enemy that he had been unable to withstand.

However, the Bones of the Spiritual King changed everything.

Tsunayashiro Shogo could clearly feel it.

Strength, speed, reaction, physical strength, resistance to blows…

His entire spiritual body seemed to be reborn from the inside out, glowing with a vitality as strong as rebirth.

In his eyes, any movement made by anyone seemed as slow as a snail.

All their blows were weak and light.

Whether it’s swords, abilities, free fights, or Shunpo.

All of them.

At this moment, he has unparalleled confidence.

It seems that all the back-ups prepared before are going to waste.

No need for that much!

Just by looking at myself at this moment, I am invincible.

Tsunayashiro Shogo thought so confidently, raised his Zanpakutō high and pointed at Yamamoto.

However, don’t know why.

After witnessing that scene, whether it was Yamamoto, Unohana, or the other so-called ‘teachers’, they all had indifferent and calm expressions. as if…He didn’t care about his companions who were defeated instantly.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni stood quietly where he was

“Yeah?”

“This is your trump card”

“If only to this extent……”

He said in his mouth, and with a ‘pop’ sound in his hand, he took off the Ryūen Wakahui from his waist, stuck it upright on the ground, stepped forward, and walked straight in the direction of Shogo Tsunayashiro.

Old Man Shan said in a calm tone:

“old man”

“It seemed like he couldn’t even use his sword.”

As he spoke, he took off his sleeves in one swift motion, took off the dark Death Tyrant uniform on both sides, and moved his arms, revealing a strong body that was as if cast from steel.

Yuanliuzhai’s body was covered with There are all kinds of scars like a network, either fine or ferocious.

Those wounds were all left by him in countless battles.

In the distance, Fujimiya Makoto kicked away the opponent who was rushing towards him. He crushed the opponent’s head to pieces, crushed it on the ground, and stared at the battlefield in the center.

He was also watching this scene.

In fact, both he and his companions knew it very well.

That’s where the winner of this final battle will be decided.

【Gua! Old man Shan took off his clothes!】

【He must take that gray-bearded man back and use him as a star-wrathed man! 】

Hearing this voice, many colleagues around him turned their heads and looked at Fujimiya Makoto.

Makoto Fujimiya had a dark look on his face.

But for some reason, he actually got used to it.

Fortunately, it’s far enough away.

Tsunayashiro Shogo looked at the scene in front of him, but he seemed to be insulted. His eyes suddenly widened and he looked at Yamamoto opposite him in disbelief. His beard trembled slightly as his face twitched.

Until the end, I was so angry that I laughed

“Yamamoto Shigekuni!”

“Are you trying to humiliate me in this ridiculous way?”

His tone was extremely stern, and he even called him by his first name, which was almost insulting.

“Not aware yet?”

“How pitiful.”

Old man Shan stood still in front of him.

His calm gaze was almost contemptuous.

He narrated in a slow voice:”Indeed, if you just look at the spiritual pressure, you may really be frightened.”

“But……”

“There is also a gap between the extreme and the ultimate of Death.”

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni looked at him, no, to be precise, he should be looking at the spiritual pressure around him. The spiritual pressure originating from the bones of the Spirit King burst out from Tsunayashiro Shogo’s body in an endless stream. And out, an almost realm-like trap of spiritual beings was formed around his body.

But at the same time, the unrefined spiritual beings scattered around him, constantly floating and drifting, until they overflowed in all directions, Tsunayashiro Shogo’s own rough and weak control ability alone cannot fully grasp this power, let alone compress and utilize it.

If I have to use a metaphor, it is like a huge balloon that is constantly inflated.

Huge and fragile.

This is extremely obvious to Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, who has been constantly training and honing himself, step by step, and has almost perfect control over his body and spiritual pressure. It seems to be Infuriated by that contemptuous look, or perhaps out of trust in his own strength,

Tsunayashiro Shogo suddenly raised his voice and roared sharply:

“Then go die!”

The next moment, his figure suddenly disappeared from the place.

The speed, which was almost driven by pure violence, clearly pointed out his landing point, but it was still extremely fast.

Tsunayashiro Shogo’s beard was all loose and shriveled Holding the sword in his arms, the bright blade drew a dazzling arc in mid-air, like a floating white sword.

Behind them, a cold light flashed on Yan Yuan Jinle’s lenses.

If it were the old guy just now If this sword was used, both Saito and Shikatori would probably be split into two pieces, right?

There is no reason or excuse.

This is the power of pure spiritual pressure and spiritual power.

But……

Yan Yuanjinle looked forward.

Facing the bright sword in front of him, Old Man Shan just looked at it so quietly.

Until the moment the blade fell in front of him

“Ding.”

Yamamoto Shigekuni faced forward and stretched out two fingers.

Tsunayashiro Shogo was going all out, but his eyes suddenly widened, as if he wanted to pop them out.

At the top of the blade,

Yamamoto’s fingers, Stopped quietly in front.

Holding the blade of his knife

“Hoo…Hoo……”

Tsunayashiro Shogo opened his mouth wide, and a grunt like a suppressed roar came out of his throat, making no sound at all.

It is precisely because the senses are too sharp at the moment.

That’s why he showed this expression.

Tsunayashiro Shogo could clearly feel that at that moment, the highly condensed spirit on the surface of Yamamoto Shigekuni’s finger was like a hot knife cutting into butter. The spirit at the same level as him was constantly vibrating. It easily broke through the spiritual pressure layer on his body.

Then, he held down his knife with one finger.

However, even though he clearly felt all this, he was unable to make any effective resistance.

This, what exactly is this?……

Old Man Shan was just shirtless and looked at him calmly:

“Is it difficult to understand?”

“In the war of death, spiritual pressure often plays a decisive role.”

“However, that is oppression from superiors to subordinates”

“to the opposite”

“When the spiritual pressure of two people is within the same level, the gap will be reflected in other aspects.”

The moment the words fell, Tsunayashiro Shogo seemed to realize something. He subconsciously tried to retract his hand and tried hard to withdraw the blade. Even the look on his old face became panicked.

However, those two seemingly fragile fingers , but at this moment it was locked in place like a vise, motionless.

Yamamoto took out his left hand and made it into a fist.

“Optimistic”

“This is the real…The ultimate in death!”

The next moment, his fingertips holding the blade suddenly retracted, and the hard-tempered arm exerted huge force, pulling Tsunayashiro Shogo’s arm suddenly stretched a bit, and he could even vaguely hear the clear sound The bones stretched and cracked.

At the same time, the surface of Yamamoto’s clenched fist suddenly erupted with terrifying spiritual pressure that was violent and condensed to the extreme, as if entangled with a thin layer of air. The force started from the ground, penetrated the waist and legs, and continued to expand. The spiritual pressure climbed up step by step along the spine and muscles, reaching the arms.

Finally, at the moment when it had to be released, it slammed forward.

It formed a point that was condensed to the extreme.

It slammed into Tsunayashiro Shogo’s shriveled and thin body. Chest.

The bones and organs in the entire chest were completely dented like being hit by a cannonball.

The roar from Yamamoto’s mouth resounded through the sky:

“True Ten Bones——！！！”

At that moment, the entire grassland set off a surge with Yamamoto as the center, spreading outward continuously, condensing and condensing the huge power to the extreme, and completely penetrating forward.

Everything directly behind Tsunayashiro Shogo, whether it was soil, boulders, grass roots, or broken trees, was all blown away and turned into flying smoke.

In just a short moment, a huge passage was formed that stretched straight across a thousand meters.

The entire Minggu seemed to be silent for a few seconds under this punch.

Until the end, there was a loud sound that seemed to shake the world, penetrating the sky.

At that moment, Fujimiya Makoto watched quietly.

Somehow, a very classic question suddenly came to his mind

“Have you seen me in his heyday?”

He doesn’t know whether he can see others again in the future.

But at least, he saw them today.