Reborn as the God of Death and became the Captain of the Ten Blades

Pikaro is still continuing, releasing the wind blade to cut without mercy, as if he is deliberately controlling the intensity to ensure that Komamura's left formation will not die too quickly. Every scar, every drop of blood that flows out, they are like drinking some kind of

Like contraband, it's high and crazy.

However, what the hundreds of Picaros failed to notice was that twisted spatial ripples appeared behind the weakening body of Komamura's left formation.

A phantom that looked like a wolf but was not a wolf appeared out of thin air. Its whole body was illusory and transparent, except for a pair of red eyes that shone like stars.

The extremely arrogant aura spread out, which attracted the attention of these children.

They all stopped their movements in unison, sensing the threat, and looked behind Komamura's left formation.

Feeling the uncontrollable palpitations in his heart, Picaro was shocked and realized that the situation was developing in an uncontrollable direction.

Asked loudly: "What is this?"

Since the appearance of the phantom of the Wolf King, Komamura Zuozhen found that the pain in his body had been reduced by half.

Without answering Pikaro's words, a huge amount of spiritual pressure suddenly erupted from the body of Black Sen Ming King. Unlike before, this spiritual pressure was full of violence and cruelty.

If the former Komamura Zuozhen was a strong man who only knew how to defeat ten with one force, then now he is a lone wolf who is forced to have no choice but to go crazy with a lonely throw.

Unprepared, Pikaro, who was attached to King Ming, felt his body being hit hard. Under the huge pain, his brain went blank for a moment, and his body flew outwards uncontrollably and fell heavily to the ground.

Komamura Zuozhen regained his composure: "You just asked me what this is, and I don't know. Maybe I shouldn't lose it here."

In the dark? After hearing such ethereal words, the leader Pikaro inexplicably felt the humiliation of being teased: "Hahaha, hahaha, the majestic God of Death actually used theism, do you think I am an idiot?

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"Whether you believe it or not, as I said before, living in groups is your advantage, but it is also your fatal flaw."

"Disadvantages?" Picaro shouted as if he knew the funniest joke: "Friends, let this God of Death see our disadvantages."

Following a rare sound, the Picaros, who had been hit hard just now, flew into the air again.

In perfect condition.

Komamura Zuozhen said: "Super-speed regeneration? What if my attack exceeds the regeneration speed?"

After saying that, he raised his Zanpakutō again and struck towards the densest place.

"Hahaha, God of Death, no matter how many times you want me to say it, it's useless. No matter how many times you swing it, it won't hurt us at all. There is only one ending for you, which is to be played by us until you die." His words were still arrogant.

As soon as he finished speaking, a painful scream sounded out along with a dull sound.

"What?" The lead child, Tongxu, immediately turned around and saw three Picaros lying on the ground, and the breath of life had disappeared.

He was stunned to see a black shadow falling from the sky, and a black Zanpakutō striking towards him like a mountain. The next second, he was horrified to find that as if his soul was locked, the spiritual pressure on his body could not be used normally.

Looking up, what caught his eye was a pair of red eyes that exuded a violent and cruel aura.

Seeing that the Zanpakutō was about to fall on him, in desperation, a large amount of spiritual pressure surged out of his body, and he roared: "Reaper, don't get too carried away."

At this time, Carlo, the leader, actually broke through the confinement of the phantom of the Wolf King, and all the spiritual pressure poured into the back. At this moment, the wings behind him were wildly fanned, and countless wind blades spurted out. God sent him to stop and take this opportunity.

, escape in time.

Seeing that the attack failed, Komamura's left formation did not choose to pursue it, but said calmly: "It seems that I guessed it right. You call yourself Arrancar and have the ability to liberate the Zanpakutō, but you clearly liberated it, but you didn't

Zanpakutō, if I guess correctly, the wings or wind blades behind you are the Zanpakutō itself."

Pointing at Pikaro, who looked a little sluggish in the air, he continued: "And you should be able to share spiritual pressure through some ability, otherwise, you will die from that blow just now."

After hearing this, the leader Pi Carlo couldn't accept the change of identity for a moment. With his weak willpower, he suddenly let out a hysterical scream. His facial features were twisted into a ball, his eyes were red, and the muscles on his face were bulging, as if he was crazy:

"Damn it, damn it, I'm going to kill you, God of Death, I'm going to kill you."

Hundreds of Picaros also screamed in unison: "Kill you, kill you, kill you..."

This madness quickly spread and soon affected all the Picaros. Like a ritual, they all flew in the same direction and quickly gathered.

"Here we come." Komamura's left formation said secretly.

All the Picaros gathered together, densely packed, chanting in unison: "Kill you, kill you..."

The next second, they opened their mouths at the same time, and a green light gathered in their mouths, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. When they gathered together again, the green light condensed into substance, and soon reached its limit, and suddenly blasted towards King Hei Qianming.

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The speed was so fast that there was no time to dodge, or maybe Komamura's left formation had no idea of ​​dodging.

He poured all the remaining spiritual pressure in his body into his Zanpakutō, shouted angrily, and faced Xu Shan.

This is a virtual flash that combines hundreds of Pikaros. It is so powerful that it is at the top of the Achukas Arrancar.

The moment the Zanpakutō touched the void, Komamura's left formation felt a huge force hit him hard. Heart-wrenching pain was felt in his soul, and his body took a few steps back uncontrollably.

But this pain aroused even more instinctive ferocity. The eyes of the wolf king Xuying behind him were filled with red light, and the wolf kissed the moon in the sky. In the hazy moment, a wolf king seemed to appear in Komamura Zuozhen's mind, covered in blood.

Standing under the silver-white moonlight, staring at the sky, he let out a loud and long roar.

"Ah..." Komamura's left formation glowed fiercely, and with the strength that came from unknown sources, he withstood the fusion of hundreds of Picaros and stepped forward, stepping forward.

With an angry roar, the Heavenly Ming King split open the green phantom and slashed hard at the Pikaro phantom group.

At this time, the Pikaro Void Group had no strength to fight anymore, and was locked by the Wolf King's phantom. They could only watch the huge Zanpakutō falling.

"boom."

Taking advantage of the victory, Komamura's left formation pursued them with dozens of consecutive attacks, which was bound to completely wipe out this group of children.

When all the dust settled, Picaro's corpses were scattered on the ground.

There are still five Picaros floating in the air fearfully. The leader is no longer as arrogant as before. White liquid is rolling around his body, his breath is weak, and he looks like he is in shock.

He suddenly pointed at Komamura and shouted wildly: "You are the devil, you are the devil, you are not the God of Death, you are the devil." The sharp scream was a bit more terrifying.