Kurosaki Ichigo was not worried about Tang Lin's height problem, so he hurriedly ran to pick up Rukia Kuroki. When the two captains appeared just now, Ichigo Kurosaki tried to stop them and let Rukia Kuroki escape, but in such a short time, he probably couldn't run far.

Tang Lin, Ishimaru Gin and Dongxian, wanted the two gods of death to confront each other across the long street. Before he could take action, the confrontation between spiritual pressure had already gathered in the sky.

Both Ichimaru Gin and Tosenyao had a serious face. They thought they were going to deal with a silence. Where did the God of Death, who was wearing a dead domineering uniform and shockingly high spiritual pressure? There was no such figure in the Thirteenth Team of the Guating Ting. Even those legends that had retired were not two meters tall!

"Who are you?" Ichimaru Gin asked.

"Hicun Jianxin, the fourteenth generation heir to Feitian Yujianliu." Tang Lin said, holding the hilt of the knife.

A name I've never heard of, but looking at the sword he had just now, the Feitian sword flow seemed to be very powerful, and it shouldn't be a pseudonym. When did such a person appear in the Soul Realm of Corpse and Soul, and he dared to go against Jinglingting.

Ichimaru Gin wanted to say a few more words to see if he could use Jinglingting's face to scare the man away, but Tang Lin continued to say, "You are also the god of death from Jinglingtingting, so you should know the message I left for you."

Ichimaru Gin and Dongxian were about to look at each other, not knowing what Tang Lin was talking about.

Tang Lin didn't care whether they knew it or not, and said to himself: "I told Kuroki Akuya that things are only three. The first time, I asked Kuroki Akuya and Amai Renji to go back with a minor injury. When I came back the second time, I would leave something behind."

After saying this, Tang Lin opened his mouth and took a breath at the two gods of death.

An irresistible suction came, pulling Ichimaru Yin and Dongxianyao's figures towards Tang Lin.

Spirit-Devouring, a move that Tang Lingang learned. With his soul strength, Ichimaru Yin and Dongxian could not resist his devouring power.

At the critical moment, Ichimaru Yin grabbed Dongxian's hand and stabbed the Zanpakura to the ground. The blade stretched out and stabbed into the ground, and then flew out against Ichimaru Yin and Dongxian to avoid Tang Lin's spiritual-eating attack range.

"There is also this move, I am worthy of being a captain-level god of death. I have quite rich combat experience."

In order not to affect ordinary people nearby, Tang Lin only used half of the power of the spirit-eating spirit and released it against these two gods of death. He thought they could not escape, but he did not expect that the Zanpakura, which was free to stretch and contract, had this effect.

Ichimaru Gin and Dongxian wanted to discuss it, but Tang Lin did not want to let them go. He agreed that he had a minor injury for the first time and a disabled second time, but he did not intend to take back what he said.

Tang Lin's body flew up and chased towards the direction of the two of them running away. Ichimaru Yin and Dongxian asked them to rise to mid-air with the Zanpakura, when Tang Lin's forty-meter long sword swept over again.

"Flying Swordsmanship·Nine-Headed Dragon Flash!"

With one knife, the blade swept across dozens of meters. What does this feel like? It is probably similar to playing the game.

The blade swept across, and Ichimaru Gin and Tosen had to raise the Zanpakura to block it, but the powerful spiritual pressure from the blade made them fly hundreds of meters away.

It was Tang Lin's first time fighting in flight, and he adapted very quickly. The flight speed was extremely fast. Before the two people who had just been slashed out had time to stop, the next knife came again.

"The Earth Dragon Flash!"

"Nine-headed dragon flash!"

"Tianxianglong flashes!"

...

Tang Lin pulled out the Zanpakura and slashed randomly. The dozens of meters of swords danced wildly in his hands, slashing out three or four swords in one second, which was faster than the electric fan. The long sword brought out whirlwinds, and the storm formed blew up all the clouds in the sky.

Under such a violent attack, Ichimaru Gin and Tosen had to fight to the death and didn't even have a chance to fight back.

At first, they tried very hard to find the rules and flaws in Tang Lin's sword technique, and listened carefully to each move name he shouted. But after being cut dozens of times, they found that there was no rule at all. The man's move name was clearly shouting randomly.

This is not a sword technique, it just depends on the strength of the sword and cut a few randomly.

However, with one force, Tang Lin's spiritual pressure was too strong. He would have to fight back with all his strength by slashing Shimaru Yin and Dongxian with just one knife, otherwise even the person and the knife would be cut into two pieces.

After blocking for a while, cracks began to appear on Ichimaru Gin's Zanpakura, so he had to say to Dongxian: "I will block him for a while and find you to trap him with Yama cricket!"

Dongxian nodded and began to prepare to launch the Bankai of Zanpakura.

Tang Lin was surrounded by howling wind, and he didn't hear their conversation, but the swords in his hand were endless. In the eyes of Ichimaru Gin and others, he felt a little blind and chopped randomly. In fact, the sword techniques Tang Lin used at this time were still somewhat patterned.

This is the Aohan Six Sword Skills technique left in memory. Tang Lin had learned it with Nie Renwang for a while, but he had not practiced it for a long time and was already unfamiliar. At this time, in the state of the soul body, there was naturally no such thing as true qi movement, but the basic slashing technique was still derived from the Aohan Six Skills.

The abandoned martial arts were picked up at this time, making Tang Lin's sword technique even more fierce.

Ichimaru Gin understood that he had to pay some price to get a chance to counterattack. When the next knife came, Ichimaru Gin only deflected the blade and only removed half of the force. The remaining impact force shocked his body and his mouthful of blood spurted out.

But Ichimaru Gin retained some strength and took advantage of the time when Tang Lin's blade passed by, and stabbed the Zanpakura in his hand towards Tang Lin.

"Bankai, Killing Spike, No Step Blade!"

The Zanpakura in Ichimaru Yin's hand stretched out quickly and stabbed Tang Lin's eyes. Tang Lin raised the knife to block it, but the tip of the knife was about to touch it. It actually retracted in a thousand minutes and then stretched and stabbed out again.

This stepless blade can allow the blade to stab and retract at extremely fast speed, and it can crush the opponent in the blink of an eye. At the same time, the blade will leave a deadly poison like dust, allowing the opponent's body to dissolve.

Tang Lin could not keep up with the speed of the stairless blade, and barely blocked the first attack, and then he was hit by dozens of stabs. However, Tang Lin was covered with powerful spiritual pressure, like indestructible armor, blocking all the attacks of the stairless blade.

However, Tang Lin was also blocked by this dense attack and could not swing his sword again.

Taking advantage of this gap, Dongxian Yao finally released his Bankai skill, Yan Mo Cricket. The oval space barrier appeared again, covering Tang Lin.

Tang Lin immediately lost sight, hearing, smell and spiritual pressure sensing, and then he felt a sharp blade stabbing on his body. The flash of attack only made Tang Lin's body sway.

"His spiritual pressure is too strong, we can't hurt him at all!" Dongxian said helplessly.

"Then leave him here, we'll take Rukia back directly," Ichimaru Gin suggested.

Dongxian was about to nod, but heard Tang Lin say, "Do you think you can control me like this?"

Ichimaru Gin looked at Dongxian with a little nervousness. Could it be that Yanma Cricket could not block his five senses? Ichimaru Gin is now injured. Once Tang Lin attacks again, he really can't stop it and can only run away with all his strength.

"No, he must have been closed to his senses. My Yama cricket will not be affected by the differences in spiritual pressure." Dongxian said with certainty.

Tang Lin was indeed blocked with his five senses, and he could not feel anything except the Zanpakura in his hand. But Tang Lin knew the characteristics of Yanmo Cricket, and the barrier covered by the five senses had a certain range, and this range was probably smaller than a basketball court and gymnasium.

So, it's very easy to crack this trick.

A terrifying spiritual pressure fluctuation broke out from Tang Lin's body, pushing Dongxian Yao and Ichimaru Gin for a long time. Then Tang Lin's body began to swell like a blow, and in the blink of an eye it exceeded a hundred meters in height.

With the soul compressed and liberated, Tang Lin restored his original height.

The height of nearly two hundred meters is much beyond the scope of the Yama cricket barrier.
Chapter completed!