I Bound Aizen

What's going on, little junior brother?

Under the gazes of the two people, Mikami Yu showed an unhappy expression.

"Don't call me with such a kind name, who are you?"

"Yu, it's me, Ukitake Jushiro!"

Ukitake raised his hand and put it on his chest.

"I am the captain of the Thirteenth Division, your senior brother."

Mikami Yuu seemed a little queasy.

"It's really disgusting to see an incomprehensible guy say something like this."

The moment he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly opened wide.

Wheel Tomb·Border Prison!

The invisible shadow swordsman appeared next to Ukitake in an instant and swung his sword!

At the same time as the shadow swordsman took action, Ukitake seemed to notice something and pulled away and flew back.

However, his movements were still a little slow, and his arm was cut by the shadow swordsman, and blood flew out.

"Yu?!"

Kyōraku looked at the scene in front of him with some surprise.

"What's wrong with you? That's Jushiro!"

Hearing this, Mikami Yuu sighed.

"It's okay if others can't tell the difference. Uncle Kyoryu, you are also Senior Brother Ukitake's best friend. Why are you also confused?"

"Look carefully, who is that?"

Kyōraku frowned and looked at Ukitake Jūshirō.

Then he saw that Ukitake had drawn out his Zanpakutō and completed the first attack.

There is no doubt that that Zanpakuto is Pisces Ritsu.

If this is not Ukitake Jushiro, where did the Zanpakutō come from?

Ukitake held two swords in his hands, his face full of confusion.

"Yu, what's wrong with you?"

He walked over quickly as if he was worried about Mikami Yuu's condition.

Mikami Yu looked at him quietly.

"I said, if you come here again, I will tear you apart."

Although he was unsure of the situation, Kyōraku came between the two of them again.

"Jushiro, wait a minute, let me ask clearly..."

Before he finished speaking, his pupils suddenly shrank.

When he raised his hand to block Ukitake Jushiro, the latter suddenly raised his sword.

Stab!

Although he retreated in time, a cloud of blood still flew from his chest.

Ukitake Jushiro stood there and shook his head helplessly.

"Sure enough, as I guessed before, it is impossible to deceive you with this method."

"You, this man, are truly the biggest variable in Soul Society."

"Being praised by something as disgusting as yours only makes me uncomfortable."

Mikami Yu shook his head.

"Isshin, Ulquiorra, kill him."

Although he didn't understand what happened, the moment he heard Yu Mikami's order, Ulquiorra rushed forward without hesitation.

"Seal it down, Blackwing Demon!"

With a flash of green light, he completed his return.

The shining spirit spear was held in his hand and thrust towards Ukitake Jushiro!

Isshin also took action.

"Burn it, Yanyue!"

Holding the flaming sword in his hand, he stepped on Shunpo, reached the top of Ukitake's head, and struck down with his sword!

From the conversation between the two just now, he keenly captured some key words.

There is no doubt that there is something wrong with the Ukitake Jushiro in front of him.

He still doesn't know what the specific problem is, but in any case, he is right to listen to his elder brother first!

Facing the two captains, Ukitake Jushiro looked cold and started fighting with the Pisces in his hand.

Kyōraku covered the wound on his chest and looked at this scene with confusion.

Soon, he began to notice something was wrong.

Although the appearance, body shape, and even spiritual pressure of Ukitake in front of him were exactly the same as his best friend, there was a subtle difference in the aura about him.

If it were the real Ukitake Jushiro, even if he faced such a situation, he would never have such a cold and stern aura.

Ukitake in front of him looked like he was going to kill these two people.

Ulquiorra aside, Isshin Shiba was from their side, how could he attack with such murderous intent?

Suddenly, he thought of a more serious problem.

If the Ukitake in front of me is a fake, as Yu said, then where is the real Ukitake?

While he was thinking, Mikami Yu's voice sounded:

"Here comes another person, ready to fight."

brush! brush! brush! brush!

One after another, silhouettes appeared all around, stepping on Shunpo.

Captain of the fourth division, Unohana Retsu.

Captain of the seventh division, Aikawa Ratake.

Captain of the 10th division, Komamura left formation.

The appearance of the three captains made the surrounding air seem to become thicker.

Kyoraku subconsciously looked at Mikami Yu.

"It's all fake, kill."

Mikami Yu gave instructions.

Although he couldn't believe it, Kyoryu still clenched his swords.

Regardless of whether it is true or false, it is always right to stop these people from approaching first.

Ishida and his son drew their spiritual bows and prepared for battle.

Bambietta opened her eyes and came to Mikami Yuu to protect his safety.

The moment they appeared, the three captains drew their Zanpakutō without saying anything.

"Break it, Tengumaru!"

"Roar, **** it!"

Aikawa Luowu swung a huge black cactus and threw it at the Quincy and his son.

Komamura summoned a Meiwang arm out of thin air, holding a long sword, and slashed at Mikami Yuu.

Unohana Retsu dodged and slashed at Kyōraku with his sword.

Ishida Sogenu raised his arm and opened one hand, blue lines emerged from his skin.

Static blood outfit!

The blooming spiritual equipment was like an indestructible barrier, blocking the falling big cactus.

At the same time, Ishida Ryugen held the spiritual bow in his hand and fired out a torrential rain of light arrows, roaring and drowning Aikawa Luowu!

Bambietta snorted coldly, condensed the spirit sword, and swung it upwards.

boom! !

The giant blade that was more than ten meters long summoned by Komamura was easily blocked by her.

Vessel-like lines appeared on Bambietta's skin.

A magical skill that greatly enhances the Quincy's attack power and spiritual pressure.

Bloody outfit!

She knocked away the arm of King Mei summoned by Komamura and stood up.

"A mere puppy dares to attack Master Mikami."

"It really lacks lessons."

As she spoke, she flashed, appeared in front of Komamura's left formation, and slashed out with one strike!

Komamura subconsciously raised his knife and wanted to block it.

However, facing Bambietta, who had competed with Mikami Yuu countless times and had activated the blood-moving outfit, he could not keep up at all.

There was a sound, and a long wound was cut on his body.

Blood flies out!

Unohana Retsu's expressionless face, like a Rakshasa demon, instantly crossed the battlefield and came to Kyōraku Shunsui.

She drew out her Zanpakutō, drew a sharp cold light, and slashed towards his neck.

Dang Dang Dang Dang! !

Kyōraku held two swords and kept blocking Unohana's slashes.

Until now, he still didn't understand what was going on.

Yuu said these were fakes, but... how could the fakes have the same ability, spiritual pressure, as the real ones?

If someone could really create such a realistic fake, then he wouldn't have to engage in any conspiracy. Wouldn't it be better to just copy five old men and five more Mikami Yuu and push the world to the next level?

With doubts, he activated his Zanpakutō ability—

"Yangui!"

"White!"

The moment he shouted out the color, he slashed at the white haori on Unohana's body with his sword.

Facing Kyōraku Shunsui's slashing attack, Unohana Retsu showed a cruel smile.

Her body was boiling with murderous intent, and there was obviously no swastika, but it was as if a sea of ​​blood was gushing out of her body.

The boundless killing intent forged an invincible blade!

Holding a long knife in her hand, she slashed at Kyoryu without dodging!

Mikami Yu sat in the center, motionless.

This moment is the critical moment of the operation.

Under his operation, Xu Bai, who had been mostly fused with Masaki, was being torn apart.

There were no wounds where the two sides were torn apart.

Two things that were obviously fused together were actually separated bit by bit with the subtlety of the spirit child level.

The difficulty of this operation is comparable to holding a pair of tweezers strong enough to hold molecules and separating the water and paint that have been melted together one by one.

Feeling that he and Kurosaki Masaki were gradually separated and no longer related to their souls, Xubai's pupils were shaking.