A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 732 Chapter 725. Majestic

"you……"

Neutra was suddenly stunned as she said this.

Because he found that the man in front of him didn't seem to be bending down and shaking because he was injured and weak... This guy was laughing!

Yes, Zaraki Kenpachi was twitching all over because it was so funny.

"You guy...what are you laughing at!!!"

Nnoitra suddenly became extremely angry and suddenly raised her foot and kicked Zaraki Kenpachi in the abdomen.

He didn't understand why the man in front of him could laugh like this, he had obviously been seriously injured!

boom.

"!!"

In the horrified eyes of Nnoitra, Kenpachi Zaraki raised his hand and effortlessly grabbed the foot he kicked.

"Excuse me……"

A slightly ferocious smile appeared on Zaraki Kenpachi's face, "I was so happy that I couldn't help but laugh."

"You said...what? Very happy?" The expression on Neutra's face became extremely ugly.

"Of course I'm happy! Killing people is only fun if you kill strong guys! If you are too weak, wouldn't it be boring!?"

Zaraki Kenpachi grinned, his smile full of madness.

"snort!"

Neutra snorted coldly upon hearing this, "Didn't I tell you before... You can't hurt me! Idiot!"

Before they finished speaking, the two of them waved the sharp blades in their hands almost at the same time, as if they had agreed.

clang--

The Zanpakutō and the Twin Moon Sickles collided together, and the powerful force caused both of them to take a step back.

But the confrontation was far from over. The muscles on their arms swelled, and they exerted force again in an instant, forcibly canceling out the force and swinging the blades at each other again.

"drink!"

Kenpachi Zaraki had a smile on his face and looked very excited.

On the other hand, Nnoitra frowned slightly.

"hateful!"

His scythe was too big and far less flexible than Zaraki Kenpachi's blade, so he couldn't block all attacks with the weapon alone. Therefore, he could only raise his arms and resist with his body like before.

But this time, the result was completely different from before.

呲——

The harsh friction sound resounded, and the broken Zanpakuto miraculously broke through Nnoitra's indestructible steel skin, cutting a gash in his arm, and blood suddenly started to flow out.

"!!"

Upon seeing this, Nnoitra immediately distanced himself. He looked at the knife marks on his arms that were seeping blood, and the frown on his forehead deepened.

But fortunately, this kind of injury is just scratching the surface for him, and no matter how many more such wounds he gets, it won't have much impact on him.

The only thing that surprised him was that this man's strength had become stronger again. Could it be that... was this guy hiding his strength?

He doesn't quite understand. Is it true that even if someone is seriously injured, it doesn't matter and still chooses to hide his strength?

Also, why is this person looking like this?

Neutra looked at Zaraki Kenpachi not far away and felt confused.

At this moment, Zaraki Kenpachi was looking at the place on his sword where he had just used to chop people, silently wondering what he was doing.

"What's wrong? Have you really reached your limit this time?"

Nnoitra seemed to have regained her confidence and asked with a sneer, "Don't think that just because you were lucky enough to hurt me..."

Before he finished speaking, Zaraki Kenpachi completely ignored Neutra's provocation, raised the Zanpakuto he had been staring at, and swung the door violently out of the air.

boom--

The violent sword pressure poured down the moment he swung the sword, and the white sand rose high like an ocean.

"Hey, let's do it again. This time, let's come here and use all our strength."

After doing all this, Zaraki Kenpachi grinned again.

"Don't...get too carried away!!"

Nnoitra was extremely angry, and the giant scythe in her hand suddenly struck Zaraki Kenpachi's head.

bass--

The piercing sound of the knife made people's teeth hurt, and it made people's scalp numb like a cutting machine.

The blade on the giant scythe in Nnoitra's hand seemed to be made of paper and was cut off by Zaraki Kenpachi with the worn-out Zanpakutō.

Not only that, it wasn't just his blade that was cut. He reached out and touched his face where he felt the warmth. A stinging sensation came and blood stained his fingers.

"hateful……"

Looking at the blood on his hands, Nnoitra's eyes were full of anger and confusion.

The strength of the Death God's Zanpakutō is linked to its own spiritual pressure level. Just now, this guy's Zanpakutō couldn't even break through his defense. Why has it become so sharp now after suffering such a serious injury? ?

This is simply incredible.

"It seems... I really want to get used to it." Perhaps seeing the confusion on Neutra's face, Zaraki Kenpachi explained with a smile, "The hardness of your body."

"Habit!?"

The expression on Nnoitra's face became surprised.

This guy said ‘habit’? Just habit can cut through the steel skin that he is proud of? No...the most important thing is...is this kind of hardness something you can get used to! ?

"Sorry, I've been a little rusty recently. I almost forgot how to flexibly control my muscles."

Under Neutra's surprised gaze, Zaraki Kenpachi gently waved the long sword in his hand and said matter-of-factly, "Thank you for cooperating with me in doing warm-up exercises...I will use this to repay you." You?"

As he spoke, he pointed the long knife in his hand at Nnoitra.

"What did you say!?"

Nnoitra felt insulted.

Was the fight like that just now just a warm-up exercise?

Arrogant! This god of death is simply too arrogant!

"Buzz——"

The next moment, the sound of two pieces of metal cutting through the air sounded almost at the same time.

The two of them attacked each other again in unison.

However, this time the situation seemed completely different from before.

"!!"

puff--

Zaraki Kenpachi had a bloodthirsty smile on his face, and the blade in his hand sliced ​​Nnoitra's skin effortlessly again.

Chest, cheeks, arms...

Phew—puff—puff—puff—

"hateful!"

Under Nnoitra's unbelievable eyes, Zaraki Kenpachi easily dodged his attacks again and again, and swung his blade to counterattack. Every time new wounds appeared on his body, and every time he could Seeing the other party's eyes that made people feel chilling, it was the eyes of a wild beast staring at its prey!

"How... how is it possible!?"

Nnoitra roared unwillingly, opened his mouth, and the spirit essence condensed on the tip of his outstretched tongue.

False flash!

However, when faced with the false flash that came almost within reach, Zaraki Kenpachi remained calm and calm. With a smile that looked extremely happy on his face, he did not retreat but turned sideways to easily avoid the false flash. The beam of light grazed his cheek, just enough to scrape off the blindfold on his head.

It only takes a slight deviation to make his head explode.

Zaraki Kenpachi seems to like this exciting feeling between life and death.

"!!"

The moment the blindfold was destroyed, Neutra saw the sealed eye.

This eye also had a frightening look, but what shocked him even more was...

The monster in front of me suddenly had a surge of spiritual pressure!

The tall body seemed to him like an extremely terrifying beast at the moment, and the eyepatch seemed to be a seal. At this moment, the seal had been lifted, and the beast finally revealed its original majesty.

puff--

The sword light passed from top to bottom, and a ferocious scar appeared on Nnoitra's body, extending straight down from her forehead to her abdomen.

If he hadn't reacted in time and took half a step back at the last moment, this knife would probably have split him in half.

Tick ​​tock…

As Nnoitra retreated violently, blood flowed from the wound to the ground.

Nnoitra no longer looks as at ease as he did before. His so-called "Death's sword can't hurt him" seems like a joke at this moment. To Kenpachi Zaraki, who is getting better at this moment, Under the knife, the 'steel skin', the hardest among the ten blades, was as fragile as tissue paper.

"Hoo-ho-ho-"

Severe breathing sounds continued to come from Nnoitra's mouth.

He had never been so embarrassed. In the brief confrontation just now, just saving his life consumed a lot of his energy.

On the opposite side, Zaraki Kenpachi stopped moving and did not take advantage of this opportunity to pursue the victory.

Because his purpose in fighting has never been to kill the enemy, but to enjoy the fun of slashing people.

At this moment, his state changed again, which made him a little uncomfortable for a while, so he couldn't enjoy it.

"Hmph, damn it, the blindfold has been knocked off, so I have to get used to the intensity again."

"You guy..."

Nnoitra gasped, her eyes filled with unwillingness.

"Don't you understand?"

This time it was Zaraki Kenpachi's turn to taunt, "My eyepatch is a seal. I use it to suppress my excess spiritual pressure so that I can enjoy the battle better. Isn't it difficult now? My power has become You are stronger, but you...can you still stand firm? The fun is gone."

"Damn...Damn, damn, damn, damn!!!!"

Neutra was a little furious when she heard this.

Excess reiatsu? What kind of statement is this! ? Is there anyone who thinks they have too much spiritual pressure? ?

This guy is so arrogant! !

"Stop being so arrogant, are you kidding me!? How could I...how could I...I...I...how could I have lost!?"

Suddenly, violent spiritual pressure rose from Nnoitra's body.

"Pray! Holy Crying Mantis!!"

Driven by the violent spiritual pressure, the white sand covered the entire field of vision in front of Zaraki Kenpachi.

Zaraki Kenpachi stood there and watched expressionlessly, seemingly not intending to stop the opponent's movements.

After the afterimage of the crescent moon disappeared in the smoke, Nnoitra's figure emerged again.

He has completed the Return of the Blade, but it doesn't seem to have changed much. Unlike many Arrancars that have become monsters after the Return of the Blade, he still maintains his human form, but has a crescent-shaped horn on his head. There are cross-shaped yellow facial lines on the face, a sharp-toothed eyepatch-shaped mask on the empty hole, and a pair of arms. At the moment, each of the four arms holds a crescent-shaped sickle. .

Not only has the posture changed, it seems that even the injuries suffered before returning to the sword have been repaired on the way back to the sword. The scars can still be seen, but the bleeding has stopped, and it will not affect the battle at all.

"Hi."

Feeling the power filling his body, Nnoitra regained his confidence again. He grinned and looked at the man in front of him, making a mocking sound.

"How about it? It's the first time you see the return blade of the 'Ten Blades'. How about you tell me your thoughts? Death."

What responded to him was Zaraki Kenpachi showing a 'hearty' smile with big white teeth.

Seeing such a smile, even Kurosaki Ichigo felt his heart tremble.

He had never seen Zaraki Kenpachi show such a... happy smile,

At this moment, Zaraki Kenpachi smiled like a child who got a toy. Look at the child's joy.

"Very good spiritual pressure." Kenpachi Zaraki licked his lips and smiled. The Zanpakuto in his hand was constantly trembling under the influence of the spiritual pressure from both sides. The sound of the sword made people feel a tremor, but it was very short. Soon after he tightened his grip on the handle of the knife, the shaking stopped.

He slowly held his Zanpakutō horizontally in front of him.

"I want to use this spiritual pressure to sharpen the knife. Don't let me down."

"Really?" Neutra's face became extremely gloomy upon hearing this.

It was obvious that the Death God in front of him had no idea what the return of the 'Ten Blades' level meant.

But it doesn't matter, because he will soon let the other person feel it with his body.

"In that case, why don't you give it a try? Use your sharpened knife!"

call--

The wind howled.

Kenpachi Zaraki could not wait to disappear from the spot and appeared in front of Nnoitra in an instant.

"hey-hey."

He grinned, and the blade in his hand chopped down mercilessly.

clang--

The crisp chirping sound of iron weapons sounded.

Neutra looked gloomy: "What? Is this your full strength?"

puff--

Nnoitra only used the scythe in one hand to easily block Zaraki Kenpachi's slash. At the same time, the other hand moved, and the light of the sword flashed on Zaraki Kenpachi's chest. However, as if to treat the other person with his own way, Nnoitra's scythe swung down mercilessly, and a hideous wound appeared on Zaraki Kenpachi's chest.

boom.

The power of blocking and counterattacking two slashes sent Zaraki Kenpachi flying away, and he fell heavily to the ground.

"Your knife...is too light? Death."

Nnoitra sneered and looked down at Zaraki Kenpachi who fell to the ground. At this moment, he seemed to have seen victory.

"!!"

Kurosaki Ichigo, who had recovered a lot of strength during the battle between the two, saw this and immediately wanted to get up from the ground to save people.

Although his current condition is also very bad, he knows that he can be resurrected if he dies, and no one knows what will happen if Zaraki Kenpachi dies.

But just when he was about to get up, someone held his shoulders down.

"Don't worry, Xiaojian won't lose."

Kusaka Yaqianliu looked at the battlefield in the distance with clear eyes, and the expression on his face showed no fluctuation.

"Baqianliu? When did you come?"

Kurosaki Ichigo was slightly startled when he looked at the girl who appeared behind him at some point.

"I've been here since the beginning. You're just too focused on fighting that you can't even see me..."

For some reason, there was a hint of sadness in Kusuka Yachiru's tone, "Soul Society sent a total of four captains to Hueco Mundo this time. Each captain was accompanied by a supporter, who came with Xiao Jian. The person is me.”