"How come this place looks so familiar!" He Muyang said silently at the big trees in front of him. "These trees look a little familiar no matter how you look at them."

He walked forward and looked carefully and then. He Muyang held his chin and thought carefully for a long time, sighed and rubbed his head in distress, "Damn!! What is this place!"

The terrain of Caolu District is quite complex, because it is surrounded by tall trees, with no difference in shape, and there are not many built-in buildings. There are only some forest paths formed by the number of people walking, and those paths are messy, one by one, and He Muyang has never been to this place before. He walked around the woods for a long time, and now he is unfortunately lost.

"Damn! SUIT!!"

Looking at the path surrounding the road in front of him, He Muyang was full of mind. Which path leads to Jingling Court?

Looking at the sun hanging in the sky, He Muyang sighed. The sun was about to go down, and he was still wandering in Caolu District. Fortunately, he was not seen by Kimura Kazuma, otherwise he would be ridiculed.

Damn it, don’t care, just this direction!

He Muyang hesitated for a while, chose the widest road, made a sign at the intersection, and then set out on the road ahead without hesitation.

"It's true, it's okay if you don't have a map, but there are no signs yet. The worst thing is that there are not even personal figures on the road. I can't find someone to ask for directions. Could it be that all the people in Caolu District are dead? No one can see it."

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"Dangdangdang~~" The sound of swords and weapons intersecting came, accompanied by screams.

"Huh?" He Muyang, who was depressed, suddenly felt refreshed and finally heard a voice from someone! Although it was a scream.

With his feet constantly and several consecutive steps, He Muyang had already arrived at the place where the sound came. Seeing the scene in front of him, even those who had experienced the storm like He Muyang could not help but be stunned. This is simply hell on earth! Although in a sense, the Soul Realm of the Corpse is also considered a so-called hell.

The corpses were everywhere, which was a true portrayal of the mirror image in front of He Muyang. Incomplete corpses fell to the ground in a row, and the strong fishy smell floated in the air. Looking around, at least a hundred people died here, and almost none of them were intact.

Although He Muyang has killed many people, it was the first time he saw so many corpses of people piled up in front of him, and almost all of them were dismembered by the corpses, which still brought great shock to He Muyang.

"Kill him, kill him, we have too many people, don't be afraid."

The sound of shouting killing attracted He Muyang's attention. I saw that there were still hundreds of people besieging one of them dozens of meters away in front of He Muyang. The scene was extremely hot, and they all looked red and rushed forward regardless of their death.

"I'm actually bullying the few with the more, and there are so many people besieging one, so shameless!" Seeing this scene, He Muyang seemed to remember the scene when he first arrived in Caolu District and was besieged. He couldn't help it at that time and wanted to go up to help the besieged person.

"No!"

Suddenly, He Muyang stopped and looked ahead with disbelief. It was simply a massacre, a massacre of more than a hundred people by one person.

Nearly 2 meters tall, it stands out like a flock of chickens. Although surrounded by everyone, people can still see it at a glance. The hair that is shoulder-length, messy and unruly, is casually draped on his shoulders. A scar runs across his forehead from his left eye, looking extremely ferocious. The corner of his mouth is raised, and a bloodthirsty smile blooms on his face. He waves the slender Zanpakura in his hand. The blade is full of jagged gaps, slaughtering the people around him who are surging death.

"This...is not wrong, it must be him, Mu Jianba!!!"

Although he looked younger and only in his twenties, He Muyang still recognized him at a glance, the beast-like Gentou Jianba who was very powerful in the original work.

Looking at Gengmu Jianba who was harvesting life in the crowd, He Muyang couldn't tell what it felt. This was the first original character he saw with his own eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited. However, when he recalled his crazy desire to fight in the original work, and then looked at his crazy killing in the crowd in front of him, He Muyang didn't know whether he should laugh or cry. He clearly saw that Jianba had noticed him.

"He is a demon, a demon!!!"

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"Escape, run away quickly..."

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Seeing his companions falling down one by one, Jianba was still waving the sword in his hand firmly, almost unscathed. The people who besieged him completely collapsed. This was simply a killing machine, and they were not able to match them.

One by one, the people who were frightened by Jian Ba ​​escaped from He Muyang, and they hated that they had grown a few legs. Soon, the only one left in this killing field was He Muyang and Gengmu Jian Ba ​​who was still standing there.

"Oh, you look pretty good. You should be able to withstand my chopping. Come and fight with me!" said Gengmu Jianba to He Muyang with a wave of the Zanpakura in his hand.

"Ah?" He Muyang was still wondering how he should say hello to Jianba, but when he heard Jianba's invitation, he waved his hand and refused, "I'm just passing by and making soy sauce, don't worry about me."

"So that's a good thing? Let's fight me first!!"

Before he finished speaking, Mu Jianba rushed towards He Muyang, raised the Zanpakura in his hand high, and slashed at He Muyang fiercely with the momentum that had been invincible after just experiencing a battle.

"Damn!" Seeing Gengmu Jianba without saying a word, he lifted the knife and slashed. He Muyang shouted, his face full of depression, but his feet moved in an instant, avoiding Gengmu Jianba's first attack.

Flashed by Gengmu Jianba's attack, standing in the distance, looking at a deep ditch left by where he was standing, He Muyang took a breath of air. Is it just that ordinary attacks have such power? It's really worthy of Gengmu Jianba, it's really not a blow.

"I said, there is no need to fight between us." He Muyang looked at Gengmu Jianba and tried to dispel his desire to fight.

"Hahahahahaha..." Gengmu Jianba let out a wild laugh and turned around, his eyes full of excitement, and the smile on his face became brighter, "You are indeed good, you are not on the same level as those miscellaneous people. Come on, fight well, let me enjoy it!!"

"What a **!" Seeing the smile on Gengmu Jianba's face, He Muyang knew that he could not escape. The guy in front of him was completely in a state of madness, and probably couldn't even run away.

"There's nothing." He Muyang held the scabbard with his left hand and placed his right hand on the hilt of the knife. His footsteps sank and leaned forward. "It seems that he can only fight you first!"

Although I don’t know if I can beat you, He Muyang added in his heart.

Although I don’t know if I have a chance of winning, I still have to take a try. Looking at Jian Ba ​​in front of me, he is only in his twenties, which is quite different from the way he looked at the beginning of the original plot. Now he has been a long time since he became the captain of the 11th Team. His strength should not have reached the level of captain, so I should be able to win. Besides, the old man said that my current strength is comparable to that of the captain. Even if he has the strength of the captain now, I can still remain unbeaten. I don’t believe that I can’t win and can’t escape it!

Thinking of this, He Muyang calmed down a little, adjusted his breathing, and focused his energy on the enemy in front of him - Gengmu Jianba.

Seeing He Muyang pose with concentration, Mu Jianba twisted his neck, added some force to his hand, holding the Zanpakura in his hand tightly, with a little solemn in his eyes, but the smile on his face became stronger and stronger.

"It's interesting, it's a worthwhile person."

Looking at the Mu Jianba who was getting closer and closer, He Muyang held the hilt of the knife and did not dare to relax for a moment.

"Swish~~" A powerful knife slashed at He Muyang's forehead.

"When~~~"
Chapter completed!