The 21st century of gangsters everywhere

Chapter 534 527 Sentences
Seeing that Captain Yamamoto didn't want to answer this topic that seemed to be causing trouble, Rukia didn't care.

Wearing a white kimono, she was restrained by the restraint device of the execution rack and slowly ascended.

When she got to the sky, she saw Li Ping and others strolling slowly in the distance.

Moreover, in her perception, the group of friends in this world and her captain are all coming to her position from different directions.

"Although I always feel that this wish is a bit unreliable, isn't it a bit too much not to respond to her last wish?" Huche Yongyin muttered in a low voice.

"Because he was just trying to make trouble... how could the captain respond to his wish, which was originally a joke."

"!!!" Huche Yongyin shivered in fright. "Captain! Where have you two been until now?"

"Watching a play." Unoka said succinctly.

Now, basically all the people who could arrive had arrived except Fuzhu who was still on his way.

With Shuangji in the center line, the captains and vice-captains of Gotei [-] Team stood on the left side of Shuangji, facing Shuangji.Commander Yamamoto stood a dozen steps in front of the execution rack, with his back to the execution rack.

On the other side, on the right side of the double pole, Li Ping stood there with a smile on his hands.

"It seems that no more people will come for the time being, Liberate Bipolar!" Commander Yamamoto looked at the time, and it was time for execution.

Many ghosts and Taoists looked at each other, and began to tense the seal and spiritual pressure connection according to the bipolar liberation procedure.

When the Ghost Daoists completed the spiritual pressure connection, Shuangji, the huge crescent moon knife tied with sixteen hemp ropes nearly [-] centimeters thick, exploded with amazing spiritual pressure strength.

Although it doesn't exceed the strength of the captain-level swastika.

A few seconds later, the Mashen who were originally connected to the ground broke one by one, and began to rotate along the lines around the bipolar, gradually "releasing" the bipolar.

In the end, the hemp rope that was completely untied by the bipolars shot out on its own, and pierced into a position hundreds of meters away. From Li Ping's perception, the location where the sixteen hemp ropes were injected was also some kind of spiritual power node, together with the hemp rope Formed a new enchantment formula.

Under the strengthening of the barrier, Bipolar's spiritual pressure further increased, and flames spewed out from Bipolar's oversized handle.

Flames were sprayed out continuously, enveloping the huge Yanyue Knife, which was more than 30 meters high visually.The flames wrapped around the two poles and slowly rose, and the blade slowly turned horizontally. Then, the flame swallowed the blade, and the shape began to change. Five tail feathers grew out from the back, and the front part became a bird's head. The center gradually became bloated, and two huge flame wings.

Turned into a giant flame... Fat Orange Sparrow?

The corners of Li Ping's eyes twitched. He thought it was a painting problem. You are so fat... Li Ping's eyes were on the big sparrow's belly. Not all oranges are fat!
"King of the Shell, this is the true posture of the Bipolar Spear, the final executioner of capital punishment. It will penetrate the sinner's body and evaporate everything about the criminal to complete the execution." Captain Yamamoto briefly introduced Bipolar.

Fat Huang Wang... is quite fat.Li Ping always felt that the big belly must be very warm to the touch.

King Feihuang opened his eyes, looked at the person it was going to kill, judged his strength, and slowly backed away to open the distance, then let out a cry, and leaned over to charge.

"This is really surprising..." Jingle held the brim of his hat to prevent it from being blown away.

At the moment when King Fat Huang charged, Li Ping disappeared from the spot and appeared in front of Rukia, with a tangled expression, he moved away his right hand that was about to draw his sword, and stretched out his right hand forward. He firmly supported King Feihuang's beak.

"Empty...Empty hands?" Omaeda and the other deputy captains all had distorted expressions.

"Shuangji, who claims to have the power of a million Zanpakuto, was taken down with one hand?" Suifeng and other captain-level figures who hadn't had much contact with Li Ping were also dumbfounded.

"Hey, how do you feel?" Lukia's expression was relatively calm. Only those who wear full-function rings can roughly estimate the strength of Li Ping's body.

The captain-level spiritual pressure that he could barely hold up to siege, but with the increase brought by the ring, the spiritual pressure that he could exert was close to the level of his big brother.

And, if I'm not mistaken, the boost provided by the ring increases slightly every day. In other words, Li Ping is visibly getting stronger every day.

"It's okay, it's a bit hot. I'll take some time to study how this thing is made, and then I can make a few big tangerines to keep at home." Li Ping evaluated his current feelings more objectively. "Honestly, I'm a little disappointed. After all, it's just a prop for execution, and it's a tactical weapon to hold it to death."

Converted to the power of modern weapons, the power of the blow that Li Ping received just now is almost equivalent to a 155mm armor-piercing bullet at twice the speed of sound.

Although judging from the feel of this thing, this fat orange sparrow doesn't seem to be doing its best.

Recovering from the shock of being single-handed, the fat orange sparrow let out a long cry, and flapped its huge wings to pull back the distance.

"Do you want to do your best..." Li Ping licked his lips.The right hand was compared to a palm strike, aiming at the huge fat sparrow, a blue plasma cluster gradually emerged in the hand, and the plasma cluster was constantly expanding.

Feeling the palpitating (bird?) force in Li Ping's palm, King Shell Destroyed then retreated more than 100 meters.

Then, with another long cry, he swooped down at full speed with all his strength.

"Broken Dao 88, flying dragon strikes thief and shakes sky and thunder... Al?" Li Ping dismissed the ghost dao that was about to be completed in his hand.

Although the number has reached No. 88, the visual effect is still very good, and the flying dragon strikes the thief and shakes the sky and the thunder cannon is scattered by Li Ping.

(It was used three times in the whole play, and was blocked twice by the 81 Duankong of Bindao)

Because Shishirō Ukitake finally arrived.

A cable with a wooden stick at the end was thrown up, and after wrapping around the big fat sparrow's neck twice, the end fell down and landed more than two meters to the left of Ukitake Shishiro.

Shocked, he dodged to the side of the wooden stick, and stretched out his hand to hold the wooden stick.

"Hey, you old man, you're slow enough." Jingle Chunshui looked cheerfully at Ukitake Shishirō who had just panted.

"Sorry, the liberation took a little longer." Shishiro Ukitake slammed the large shield beside him into the ground. "But, that's fine!"

As soon as the words fell, the two drew their knives tacitly at the same time, and inserted their respective knives into the two slots on the shield that could just accommodate the blades. A large amount of spiritual energy from the two of them was absorbed by the shield and infused into the cables connecting the wooden sticks. During the process, the material on the surface of the cable was disintegrated, leaving only the extremely high concentration of ghost pressure. The ghost pressure rising from both ends of the hemp rope converged at the neck of the big fat bird. By activating this spirit body, the big fat bird A certain backdoor in the program directly blew up this big flying bird into a rain of flames.

(End of this chapter)