Chapter 901： White-hot! Kyōraku VS Fury, Greed! (5)

Anger...is the source of Samael's strength.

The more angry He was in battle, the more exaggerated the boost he got.

And this is not only reflected in the multiplier power, but also in the recovery speed of his body, which is almost comparable to that of the super-speed regeneration of the Vastord-level Void.

The only way to defeat such an enemy is to destroy all the flesh before He recovers.

Therefore, the winner must be decided as soon as possible, otherwise once the delay goes on...the only person who will lose will be him.

"Don't drop the chain..."

Jingle Chunshui prayed silently in her heart, her spiritual power surging like a boiling ocean.

With the chanting of the mantra in the atmosphere, huge ripples visible to the naked eye were set off, attacking the void in all directions like a raging wave.

Boom! ! !

Samael, who was suppressed by the Dao Dao, suddenly quickened his speed of breaking free.

He seems to have felt the terrifying torrent of spiritual power in the atmosphere. After a little thought, it is not difficult to think that Jingle Chunshui is preparing a rather terrifying advanced technique that is enough to destroy him at one time.

Click! Click! Click!

I saw five huge iron pillars, after countless cracks, collapsed from bottom to top.

Of the five kinds of ghosts that bound Samuel, only the last one, the 'nine dazzling bond', was left. Nine light spots like black holes, like candles flickering in the wind, would be completely extinguished at any time.

Jingle Chunshui knew that he could not delay any longer, and immediately accelerated the speed of the mantra chanting.

"The journey of a thousand hands, the noble hand that cannot touch the darkness, the archer of the sky that cannot be reflected.

On the road of radiance, fanning the wind of seeds, there is no need to be lost in gathering and gathering.

Follow what I have pointed out, Light Bullet, Eight Body, Nine Articles, Heavenly Scripture, Jibao, Great Wheel.

The gray turret drew its bow into the distance and disappeared brightly.

The Ninety-One Thousand Hands of Destruction..."

When the complete chant reached the last paragraph, a huge shadow suddenly appeared behind him.

Without the slightest sign, there was no sense even before.

Sneak attack!

And still caught him, the weakest, defenseless moment!

"Not good! There are still people?!"

Jingle Chunshui's pupils shrank suddenly, aware of the yin wind coming from behind, and immediately bit the tip of his tongue to forcibly interrupt the chant.

Forcibly interrupted the chant, causing the torrent of the gathered spiritual energy to riot in an instant.

The violent spiritual power in Jingle Chunshui rampaged like a headless fly. All the internal organs, including the meridians, were torn apart by the violent spiritual power. He couldn't help spewing out a few hundred milliliters of blood arrows.

Phew—!

The sound of the heavy blasting wind exploded and roared, and the void seemed to be whining.

Jingle Chunshui turned around with all his strength, but saw a huge, bloated monster with gold accessories all over his body, grinning and waving a huge fist, smashing him fiercely.

No, the speed is too fast, it's too late to get out of the way!

Years of fighting experience allowed him to put the skeleton of Hua Tiankuang in front of him within a thousandth of a second.

boom! ! !

The huge fist slammed into Huatian's mad bone, and the splashing fire exploded like fireworks.

The deafening humming sound of gold and iron vibrated the sky, like a huge amount of explosives being detonated at once, and the ground of the whole street was like a dragon turning over, and an incalculable roaring sound erupted.

A large area of ​​mud, sand and rocks surged up like a raging wave, pulling up to a height of more than ten feet like a curtain lifted.

The ferocious and brutal fist strength even penetrated the defense of Huatian and Kuanggu, and pierced out from its back, swaying a large amount of airflow and sonic boom, crushing the entire street, dozens of buildings. All were razed to the ground.

"Wow—"

Under the spread of the extremely violent air wave, Jingle Chunshui raised his head and spurted a mouthful of blood.

I saw his thin body, like a falling meteor, with a violently burning streamer, rubbing and flying backwards in the atmosphere, the strong wind wrapped up the rubble and air waves along the way, and smashed hard at the 13th Division. station.

boom! ! !

The poor station of the 13th Division, directly in the vast rising air waves, turned into a rubble.

Gu Qi

"Tsk... Mammon, who asked you to help me?"

Samuel's arms trembled with strength, and the Jiuyao tie collapsed into a light spot in the sky. He immediately turned his eyes to the monster, and pouted, saying, "Even if you don't come, I can kill him."

"Don't be brave, Samuel."

Mammon stretched out her slippery tongue, licked her lips, and laughed, her body was full of fat and trembling, and the hanging gold ornaments rattled, and said, "If you are to be hit by that spell just now, you are the one who came here. The body is over, why don't you thank me?"

"Don't disgust me there, Mammon."

Samuel sneered, picked up the jet-black spear that had fallen, and said, "You are afraid, if even my descending body is destroyed, you will not be able to complete the task alone."

"Hehehehe..."

Mamen's face was full of fat, and a strong greed squeezed out of her two slit-like eyes: "You can do whatever you want, I'm just helping you by the way, but this way, that guy's soul... …”

"Hmph, I knew you were not at ease."

A look of disgust appeared on Samuel's face, and he snorted coldly, "That guy's soul can be yours, but I want to account for 70% of the remaining souls in this world!"

"Hee hee hee... No problem, it's very reasonable."

Mammon licked her lips, ignoring the insults in Samuel's words, and said with a smile, "Since Beelzebub has retired, the part he occupied should naturally belong to the two of us."

"Stop talking nonsense, Mammon."

Samuel interrupted him, his eyes turned in the direction of Jingle Chunshui, and he said solemnly: "That man is very troublesome, he is not dead yet."

"Hee hee hee, don't worry so much." Mamen grinned and said indifferently, "It's just a mere human being, the two of us join forces, is it possible that he can still defeat us?"

"..."

Samuel was silent.

Reason told him that Mammon was right.

No matter how powerful that human being, it is impossible to stop the two demon kings from joining forces.

But his keen intuition was telling him that that man... was extremely dangerous.

Even though he was seriously injured, he still had the strength to fight back, even...the possibility of biting them to death!

"Let's get rid of him as soon as possible!"

Samuel didn't argue with Mamen, he picked up his weapon and threw away his stride, running towards the place where Jingle Chunshui fell.

"Furious? Hmph, being frightened like this by a human being." Mammon showed a touch of sarcasm, moved her fat body, and followed at an astonishing speed that was completely inconsistent.

The two demon kings followed the trail all the way, from the fifth division to the thirteenth division.

In the wreckage of the ruined station, they finally found the man, and saw that his death tyrant suit and the captain Yuori were completely torn apart, Jingle Chunshui was full of blood, and his chest was even more collapsed.

If it weren't for the icy cold light from those black eyes, I'm afraid anyone who sees this scene will think it's a corpse.

Wrathful Sin Samael!

The sin of greed Mammon!

With a seriously wounded and dying body against two powerful men who are equivalent to 'Heavenly Father', this is a situation that is almost certain to die!

"Finally... have you come this far?"

Jingle Chunshui raised his heavy eyes, his eyes were stained with blood, and he could only sense two huge pressures. On his pale and bloodless face, he couldn't help but feel a bit of bitterness from his heart.

"Human, you are very strong."

Looking down at Jingle Chunshui, who was seriously injured in the ruins, Samuel said sincerely, "Among the humans I have ever met, you are the first person who can push me to this point."

"Hee hee hee... Your soul belongs to me!"

Such a high-quality soul is rarely seen even in hell. Mammon was so greedy that she drooled.

"I hope everyone has run away..."

Jingle Chunshui forced himself to sit on the ground halfway, a gloomy look appeared in his eyes, and said lightly, "If it is still involved, then I can only say... I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Two Demon Kings."

Jingle Chunshui, who was sitting on the ruins, reflected a dark and deep light in his pupils: "I am the temporary commander-in-chief of the Soul Society, so please come and play with me for the last time, this is an adult 'game'. "

"No, stop him!"

The unease in Samuel's heart suddenly rose to the highest level.

I saw that He suddenly stepped into the sky, bursting out a strong force, like a falling star, straightened his spear and rushed towards Jingle Chunshui.