I copy talent in death

Ruyue Feng, who didn’t know that someone was dealing with him, was looking for a soul with spiritual power while walking on the way to the Lingting Court.

It’s a pity that there are very few gains, and I think about it, even if it is the base camp of the god of death, there are more than 6,000 members in total, but how many souls become Buddhas or souls are buried in this life every year.

It can be said that 99% of the souls do not have the qualification of the God of Death, so the nobles of the Lingting Court have a contemptuous attitude towards the souls of Flowing Soul Street, calling them filthy bloodlines.

“It seems that if you want to complete the task, you must go to the True Yang Spiritual Academy at least once!” Ruyue Feng held the hilt of the knife with one hand and dragged her chin in thought with the other.

However, when the night was about to reach the 50th District (Divine Hanging) of Beiliu Soul Street, suddenly a black shadow flashed, and the cold silver light turned into a thin line cutting towards Ruyue Feng’s neck.

The sudden attack made Ruyue Feng also slightly stunned, and under the slow flow of time, his eyes stared directly at the silver cold light.

The sharp touch makes even the skin of the neck tingle.

However, in an instant, a blue-white light flashed away.

About five or six meters away, the blue thunder light turned into a human form.

Ruyue Feng saw the person coming coldly.

Dressed in loose black, holding a knife with a curved ridge in his hand, it was possible that the blow did not achieve the desired result, and the other party’s face was only half clear in the moonlight with disbelief.

“Dead Boss! Chopper knife! Death!!! ”

Ruyue Feng muttered in disbelief, and then questioned with sharp eyes

“Who are you?”

“My slash will be dodged by a person from Wandering Soul Street, although you are a person who has committed the most evil, but your strength is good!”

After the person finished speaking, he introduced himself:

“The fifteenth place in the twenty seats of the four-part team of the thirteenth team of Gotei, Yusuke Takeshita!”

Just when this guy revealed his identity, the task panel in Ruyuefeng’s mind actually released a new task.

“Mission: Defeat the original sword Yachiyu no Hana Yachiryu with kendo cultivation”

“…..!!!” After Ruyue Feng froze for a while, she complained madly in her heart:

“Hey, you’re not mistaken, right?”

However, the replication system was as cold as ever, without explaining a word.

“Alright!” Ruyue Feng shook his head helplessly, although he had not completed many tasks, he still had some understanding of system tasks.

System tasks are triggered because of some scene events.

When the Shinigami in front of him said that he was a four-member team, it seemed that the conditions for triggering the mission had been met.

Looking at the Shinigami who had introduced himself, Ruyue Feng, who had wanted to kill the other party, said after a little contemplation

“Team Siban, if I’m not mistaken, it should be the medical team, I don’t know why this Lord of Death is put to death.”

“Killing children in the Soul Streaming Realm, plundering materials, and being known as a white-haired ghost, even if I am a member of the fourth team, I will definitely not tolerate this kind of sin, sinner, die!”

Saying this, Yusuke Takeshita, the god of death, tilted the blade, touched the blade with one hand, and groaned

“Roll it back on the clouds, Lan Yun!!”

Then, the opponent’s blade turned into a strange shape like a trident, and a whirlwind lingered around the trident.

The first time he really saw the Death God Slashing Knife, Ruyue Feng was slightly interested and said

“This is the beginning of the Grim Reaper’s Slashing Saber!”

“That’s right, this is an ability that only the official members of Team Thirteen have, the beginning of the slashing knife, and my Lan Yun is a knife that can control the wind slash.”

After saying it quite proudly, Yusuke Takeshita, the god of death, pointed the trident at Ruyue Kaede and shouted:

“Worst offender, let the wind chop you to pieces, Arashi hurts the blade!!”

As soon as the words fell, a silver-white wind blade like fangs struck towards Ruyue Feng, making a buzzing sound.

“Oh, Wind Blade, since you let me see the beginning of death, then I will let you see my self-created Kendo Thunder Breathing Method!”

In an instant, Ruyue Feng’s body leaned forward, the center of gravity was downward, one hand holding the scabbard and the other hand holding the hilt, posing in a posture.

A breath of hot air came out of the corner of his mouth, making a sound like a beast.

Then a blue-white arc lingered between his legs.

“Whoosh!”

In an instant, a thunder light cut through the space, as if the passage of time was blocked, the whole world became banned, the clouds were not moving, and the wind stopped flowing

Even the originally rapid wind blade lost its speed and moved forward slowly.

When the thunder flashed, Yusuke Takeshita, the god of death, couldn’t even react.

Then, Kaede, who turned into thunder, spat lightly in front of him

“Breath of Thunder, Rice Soul of the Second Type!”

In one breath, countless silver slashes surrounded the surroundings, and it looked like silver claws were contracting.

As the name suggests, the two-type rice soul is to cast dozens of slashes in a row in an instant, the speed is extremely fast, and the attacks are as dense as rice, even the god of death is difficult to parry.

When the thunder light returned to the same place and reformed into human form, Ruyue Feng slowly inserted the blade into the scabbard, with a sound of the “gong” knife falling into the sheath.

Yusuke Takeshita, the god of death, was like a tomato that had been pinched, and countless blood gushed out in an instant.

“Well… Fast! After Yusuke Takeshita finished speaking, he rolled his eyes and fell forward to the ground, the whole person was like a blood-stained rag, and the death overlord clothes all over his body also became strips.

Before finally falling unconscious, he faintly heard the other person’s voice

“I heard that the captain of the fourth team, Orochimaru, was previously known as the Sword Ghost, and as a member of the obsessive kendo, I was waiting for her in the Divine Hanging Area of Beiliu Soul Street, with my self-created Thunder Breathing Method!”

“A garbage in the street of flowing souls, I want to…” Yusuke Takeshita, the god of death, subconsciously wanted to say that the other party did not measure himself, but his consciousness was interrupted at this moment and fell into boundless darkness.

When he woke up again, he found himself lying in the building of the Lingting Shiban team.

“Takeshita, you’re awake!” A voice full of tenderness sounded.

However, when he heard this voice, Yusuke Takeshita didn’t know why he could feel a trace of excitement and excitement in that tone of voice.

He slowly turned his head sideways and found a gentle and dignified woman next to him wearing white captain Haori, with twisted braids hanging down to the front.

“Captain!!” As soon as Yusuke Takeshita remembered to get up, he was stopped by Orochimaru:

“You don’t need to get up, your injury will take a break to heal, although the other party has left his hand, but the large amount of blood loss still makes you extremely weak!”

Saying this, a glint appeared in Orochimaru’s eyes

“Takeshita, can you tell me what’s going on? , There are a total of fifty-six cuts all over your body, although each one is only five centimeters, but whether it is the length and depth of the scar, the spiritual pressure that escapes from the wound is full of thunder and lightning, very strange, and it should not be the people of the thirteenth team of the protective court who caused this kind of scar. ”

Yusuke Takeshita endured the feeling of loss from his ischemic body and took a deep breath

“Captain, it’s a guy in Gengi District, although that guy is a sinner who does nothing evil, but I can’t deny that the other party is a genius, he actually created a kendo called Thunder Breath.”

Speaking of this, he introduced as if recalling:

“That kind of kendo gives me the feeling of being fast, rapid and fast, incomparably fast, as if my whole body has turned into thunder and lightning, and in just a moment when my perception is completely unable to reflect it, he has already slashed me countless times.”

After a pause, Yusuke Takeshita suddenly remembered the other party’s message before he fell into a coma, and hesitated in his heart to not know whether to say it or not.

“What do you want to say?” Lie asked directly.

Facing Lie’s gentle and dignified face, Yusuke Takeshita took a deep breath and said

“That guy said that he would wait for you in the Divine Hanging Area of Beiliu Soul Street, and he said that the captain was previously called the Sword Ghost, and he was going to challenge the captain with the breath of thunder created by himself.”

Speaking of this, he paused, and then said as if mockingly:

“Hmph, that guy actually said that the captain you used to be called the sword ghost, who in the entire thirteenth team of the protective court does not know that the captain is the captain of the medical team, how is it possible…!”

However, after his words were finished, he suddenly found that the Imperial Flower disappeared into the team building with a swoosh.

Speeding up on the top of the Lingting Pavilion building, a gloomy gaze appeared at the corner of Orochimaru’s eyes.

“Sword ghost, sinner, breath of thunder, then let me see it.”

She clenched the blade in her hand and quickly passed through the North Gate Heiling Gate and headed towards the Fifty District.

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