The God of Death in American Comics

It seemed like a long time passed, but in fact it was only a moment.

Pier , Brooklyn.

The scarlet flash brought apocalyptic fear to everyone on the dock.

"It's over." This was the voice of everyone at the pier. Although it was impossible for Void Flash to take care of everyone in SHIELD, as long as the violent shock wave exploded at the pier, it is estimated that no one present would survive.

Facing the virtual flash, Ye Feng withdrew from the world of consciousness. Looking at the red energy in front of him, it seemed that it was not so scary anymore. The spiritual pressure around his body fluctuated violently, locking onto Jillian on the dock.

"Let's duel, the weak will die." Azure blue spiritual pressure rose into the sky, and the powerful spiritual power fluctuations directly pushed Sitwell, who was standing in the distance, two steps away.

At the same time, the virtual flash also instantly covered Ye Feng's body.

Everyone on the pier also lay down in a moment to avoid the energy impact caused by the virtual flash.

Sitwell held his bald head in his hands and lay on the ground, absolutely a textbook evasive move.

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After 30 seconds passed, the explosion shock wave did not arrive. Sitwell carefully raised his head and murmured, "What is that?"

A monkey-like humanoid creature with a hairy face and a thunderous mouth appeared behind Ye Feng. The faint shadow conveyed endless pressure, as if it was a warning from the depths of the soul. This creature was not to be trifled with, and should not be trifled with.

The evil spiritual pressure has disappeared, and the dock is shrouded in another majestic blue spiritual pressure. Sitwell feels it. It is different from the disgusting spiritual pressure just now. This blue spiritual pressure is now The reiatsu only made him feel suffocated, mysterious and stressed.

As for the red virtual flash, he looked at the red light on Ye Feng's left hand that could not be broken away and knew that the virtual flash did not disappear, but was held in someone's hand.

If it weren't for the huge black figure not far away still roaring, Sitwell would even wonder if this was a dream. Now he was dead and in a state of soul.

Subconsciously, I squeezed my thigh. It hurt. It seemed that I was still alive, but what was the weird scene in front of me?

Ye Feng had already established a certain connection with Jillian. Feeling the blue eyes coming from the void and the rules in the dark, Ye Feng directly thought of the Great Sage. With the name of the Great Sage, let alone Jillian, Aizen would probably have to weigh it up when he comes.

Looking not far away, Killian let out a silent roar. Ye Feng squeezed hard to disperse the spiritual pressure in his hand. Because of the rules of the Zanpakutō, as long as the strong person he imagined is stronger than the opponent, then no matter what The opponent's physical and soul attacks will be controlled and destroyed by himself.

Sure enough, Rule Will used a method that Ye Feng couldn't see clearly to tell Jillian about the rules of the death of the weak. A shadow gradually formed behind the opponent, which was a larger Jillian.

"what is that"

"Has another one appeared?"

"Today is disaster day in Brooklyn."

"It's too much to deal with just one, let alone two."

But Barton, who had just arrived at the dock, was stunned on the spot when he saw the scene in front of him.

Coulson teleported this scene directly back to SHIELD headquarters with a cold sweat on his face.

But before everyone in SHIELD could react, a flash of blue flashed in the void.

Giant Evolutionary Kilian vs Monkey King causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace

The results are self-evident. The giant evolutionary level Killian is just a lower-level Daxu. Perhaps in the mind of the unintelligent Killian, this final evolved form is the strongest one he understands, but.

Unfortunately, a moment later, under the pressure of the azure spiritual pressure floating in the air, Killian and the giant shadow turned directly into dust and scattered in the air.

This unknown scene made everyone on the dock full of questions.

"Colson, record this." Nick Fury's calm voice came from the mobile combat command center on the dock.

If this scene had nothing to do with the God of Death, Nick Fury wouldn't believe anything he said.

"Huh" Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Killian disappear, dissipated his spiritual pressure, and exited the Zanpakutō's first release state.

This time, he was really about to die. If he hadn't obtained the Zanpakutō's recognition at the critical moment, Ye Feng might have been on the road to hell now.

At the same time, he lifted his Zanpakutō with his right hand and kissed him hard.

It's too powerful, the rules system. Ye Feng only now knows that his Zanpakuto is a rare rule system, and it is so powerful that it defies the heavens.

In his mind, he remembered the name the other person told him in the conscious world just now.

The strongest rule-based Zanpakutō, the weak will die.

This weakling is naturally the Zanpakutō who is shrouded in black robes and has flashing blue eyes.

Of course, this is the most powerful one. If the person who gets this Zanpakutō is just an ordinary person, its effect will probably be similar to what Killian summoned.

"The weak will die, the weak will die," Ye Feng praised nervously from the side.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, this expression is questionable.

Coulson, who walked over together, looked at each other, and both of them wondered whether this person was crazy.

Sitwell, who has better ears, even heard the words "the weak will die". Is this inflated? Maybe, if he can kill that kind of guy, he will also inflated.

"Mr. Ye Feng." Colson shouted trying to communicate.

"Ah" Ye Feng turned to look at Colson.

Without waiting for the other party to say anything, he asked Coulson a question that neither of them could figure out.

"Agent Coulson, in your opinion, who do you think is the most powerful in the world?"

Looking at the other party's serious eyes, Coulson thought for a moment and answered honestly, "I think it's Captain Steve Rogers."

Sure enough, he was worthy of being a big fan of Captain America. Ye Feng turned to look at Sitwell again.

"Well, I think it should be the government. After all, no matter how powerful a person is, he can't deal with government agencies." Sitwell said in an unanswered manner.

Ye Feng scorned for a moment. He was worse than Coulson. At least he had Captain America to support the scene. He played with the Zanpakuto in his hand and said, "Tell me what it is. It depends on the firepower you just supported me with."

Although there was a big battle, thanks to the explosion of Zanpakuto at the last moment, Ye Feng's current mental state can be said to be very good. Although his body is a little tired, it is not a problem.

"Sir, can you control the magnetic field around here? I feel like Agent Sitwell and I are talking to you in the water right now." Coulson suggested with some discomfort.

"Oh, okay." Ye Feng had a thought in his mind, and he transformed from the Shinigami's fighting form, but he still had the Zanpakutō in his hand.

First of all, Ye Feng must still want to study the death of the weak. Secondly, the action teams with long guns and short cannons not far away gave Ye Feng a trace of distrust. There was already a bald head of Hydra in front of him. Dude, I don’t know how many are around, so be careful.

The spiritual pressure disappeared, and Coulson and Coulson also breathed a sigh of relief. The feeling just now was too uncomfortable. Although Ye Feng had dissipated the spiritual pressure condensed during the battle, in the state of death, he himself was a source of spiritual pressure. It is not difficult to explain why Coulson and Coulson are uncomfortable.