Marvel: Starts with a Zanpakuto

Boom!

The crimson spiritual pressure turned into a giant dragon, and the roar resounded through the sky and the streets.

Thousands of hectares of dust wrapped around the ruins, and under the astral wind caused by the spiritual pressure, it was lifted up to a height of dozens of feet.

Amid the billowing smoke and dust, a blood-red slaughtering pupil stared at all the demons, as if they were prey.

Demons clearly have the advantage in numbers, but at this moment, there is fear.

"Babys, are you ready?!"

A bald man with a grin on his face slowly stepped out of the smoke.

I saw that he was holding a blade in each of his hands, a blade larger than a human being, resembling a crescent shovel used by a monk. Dragon pattern.

Madaramu's upper body was naked at the corner of his body, and there was a scorching aura from the inside out on his scarred body.

And the dark red dragon pattern on the blade, as his spiritual pressure climbed, was lit up in red little by little, like a red-hot iron, exuding an astonishing terrifying pressure.

"I don't have time to play here with you bastards!"

Madaramu's eyes were extremely fierce, and he grabbed the blade handle in the middle with both hands, spinning like the propeller blades of a helicopter.

Whirring whirring--

Two huge blades hung on thick iron chains whistled and set off a huge tornado in the air.

For a time, sand and rocks were blown away, and the wind was howling.

The destructive power of the rotating blade is simply amazing, and the demons that are a little closer have no room to resist, so they are directly chopped.

"There's a big guy over there waiting for me!"

Madaramu's eyes were extremely violent, he lowered his body slightly, and stepped on the ground with his bare feet, with a hideous look on his face, and said, "I'm just a little bit of a mess, just leave the stage for me!"

boom!

He stepped on his bare feet suddenly, and the surrounding 100-meter ground shook.

The next moment, Madaramu carried two crescent swords in one corner, like a tiger entering a flock, roaring into the endless army of demons.

Wherever he went, no demon could block that terrifying power.

Either it was smashed by the blade, or it was cut off by the waist.

"Roar--!"

At this moment, Leviathan suddenly let out an earth-shattering scream.

Rolling sonic booms flowed down from the sky, setting off shock waves visible to the naked eye, pressing down on everyone as if they were real.

Frank clutched his eardrums, which were about to burst, and looked up at the sky.

What caught his eye was a golden sword light that almost completely split the sky.

The sin of jealousy Leviathan's huge body has become a weak point. Under the sword of Zanaki Kenpachi, an astonishing gap was cut, and immeasurable blood flowed down like a sea. In this land that has turned into ruins.

One sword, only one sword!

The sin of jealousy, Leviathan, was almost hacked to death.

"This is... Captain Zaragi?!"

Frank stared at this scene in a daze, and the shock in his heart couldn't be further added.

"Yes, Xiaojian is the strongest!"

Caolu Baqianliu thought for a while, and then repeated: "Xiaojian is the strongest sword eight in the corpse soul world!"

Originally, Frank thought that this was just a boasting rhetoric.

But now it seems... my own monster captain seems a bit strong and unreasonable!

He has never been able to understand, not even a swastika. With only spiritual pressure and sword skills, he can be the captain of the thirteenth division of the Gotei. If you think about it, he is simply a monster, and he is a monster among monsters!

"Deputy Captain Grass Deer..."

Frank suddenly remembered other areas and asked worriedly, "Do you know a few other places, how is the situation now?"

"Don't worry, little Frank~"

Caolu Baqianliu smiled slightly, and said, "The other captains are all here, and nothing will happen."

"and......"

Caolu Baqianliu deliberately lengthened the tone and satiated Frank's appetite before saying with satisfaction: "The most important New York area is guarded by the captain himself~"

"General... Captain?!"

Frank was shocked, and then the heart he was holding was finally put down completely.

The commander-in-chief, Yamamoto Yuan Liuzai, is the strongest **** of death in the soul world for thousands of years.

With him guarding New York, I believe that there can never be any demon that can break through and destroy the Spirit Pillar of Turning World.

......

In front of the gates of **** where countless bones are piled up, Constantine is fighting with two demons.

From the rushing river of dead souls, it can be seen from the gradually diminishing souls that he has now been cornered.

Is this the first time it has been resurrected?

Even Constantine couldn't remember, but he had to stop these two demons.

Belfinger, the most laziness, Asmodeus, the sin of lust, New York is the most important place. Lucifer actually sent two demon kings, which made Constantine, who had miscalculated, bitter.

But the support from the Soul Society, I don't know when it will arrive.

"That is......"

Constantine was stunned for a few seconds at first, and when he reacted, a touch of ecstasy climbed up his cheek: "Hahahaha... Belfinger, Asmodeus, you are all dead!!!"

The two demon kings looked at Constantine in astonishment.

Immediately afterwards, their eyes followed Constantine and looked at the person who was walking slowly in the distance.

Is that... an old man?

Sin of sloth Belfinger was stunned for a moment, and then laughed sarcastically.

What did he see?

An old man on crutches, too old to doubt, will die in the next second.

"Hahahaha...Constantine, this is the support you're waiting for?" Belfinger finally couldn't hold back his laughter and said with disdain: "An old man who has to rely on crutches to even move, can't Do you really think he can kill us?"

"Constantine, is this your conspiracy again?"

Asmodeus, the sin of lust, said disdainfully: "Don't think you can fool us, this time we won't be fooled!"

Who knows, Constantine ignored them at all, walked directly to the old man, bowed his head respectfully: "Captain, I am John Constantine, the vice-captain of the third division, thank you very much for coming to rescue us!"

"You are so disappointing to me..."

Yamamoto Yuanliuzai looked slightly annoyed, and said dissatisfiedly: "Two little devils in the mere mere trouble, I have to trouble my old man to do it himself."

Constantine had cold sweat on his forehead, but he didn't dare to refute, he could only apologize: "I'm sorry, Captain."

"Forget it, back off."

Yamamoto Motoyasu didn't blame him, but walked towards the two demons with crutches.

"Look at me killing you, old man!"

Belfinger sneered, rushed over like a cannonball, and punched the old man in the face.

"One bone!"

Yamamoto Yuan Liuzai's eyes flickered slightly, and he clenched his fists with five fingers to greet him.

boom!

Fist and bones collide~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Gangfeng burst!

With the two at the center, the 100-meter-long street shook all at once, as if being trampled by a giant elephant, it suddenly collapsed several inches down.

There are even more immeasurable ruins of sand and sand, squeezed by the gangrenous wind like arrows.

The sin of sloth was thrown hundreds of meters with a punch, his arms were bent at a weird angle, and his face was extremely ugly: "This old man...it's not simple, his strength is actually stronger than me."

"Hey, hey, you shouldn't let the water out, right?" Asmodeus, the sin of lust, changed slightly.

Belfinger didn't answer him, but there was a cautious look in his eyes.

"Little devil, don't be in such a hurry."

Yamamoto Yuan Liuzai slowly put away his fists, and said indifferently: "The old man hasn't said the start yet."

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