The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

All done...

Sure enough, the sword is just like its name, and people are just like the sword!

Lord had imagined ten thousand things in his mind about what the power of this knife was.

But he never thought that using his true abilities... would actually be a ridiculous 'treatment'!

But in fact, if I recall it carefully, it seems to be very common sense.

The Zanpakutō's swastika is a step forward on the basis of the original zanpakutō. No matter whether the method or form changes, the type of ability will not change. Therefore, the swastika of the original zanpakuto is healing, so the ability of the zanpakutō will not change.

will change the type.

Therapeutic effects on a wide range of areas...

This seemingly beautiful ability can be a life-saving skill for anyone.

But when placed on a Shura like Unohana Yazenryu who pursues fighting, it becomes the best tool for her to enjoy the battle.

Between us and the enemy within the scope of the All-Out Domain, this brutal battle to please one person will never come to an end until everything is truly exhausted.

Only by fighting until the last drop of blood is shed can we escape the sea of ​​suffering!

"Do you like my abilities?"

Unohana Yaqianliu rolled up a strand of black silk, smiled calmly, and said: "Ji Jin is like an infatuated woman who wants to linger with the man she loves until death. In the end, only the one who survives can enjoy it.

The climax of constant fighting!”

...Perverted!

When Lord heard these words, his heart could not help but twitch.

Although I already knew that Unohana Retsu was the first Kenpachi, I didn’t expect that Unohana Retsu would be so perverted!

All he did was keep fighting with someone until death, and finally ended in a climax that pushed that man to the top!

No wonder...only she can wake up the sleeping Kenpachi.

This kind of never-ending fighting forces you to continuously evolve your abilities. I'm afraid only that guy Kenpachi can survive!

"Are you well rested?"

Unohana Yachiryu raised the bloody sword blade to his chest, with murderous intent boiling under his half-closed eyes, and said: "After talking for so long, your spiritual pressure should have recovered, right?"

"As expected of the first Kenpachi, I can't hide it from you after all." Lord's face didn't change after being exposed by the words, and he simply stopped trying to hide it. He tried his best to absorb the spirit particles in the atmosphere and activate super-speed regeneration to repair his injuries.

As early as when he discovered that Unohana Yachiryu was still alive, he relied on the Quincy's special physique to secretly absorb the souls in the Infinite Hell. Later, he was over-healed by the sea of ​​blood. Although he lost one left hand, he could go berserk.

His spiritual pressure has been restored to 70% to 80%!

"Then... come on!"

With a gentle smile on her face, Unohana Yachiru suddenly stepped in front of Lord. The blood-red sword blade in her hand drew a graceful arc and slashed diagonally from below at a weird angle, as if she wanted to slash him diagonally.

Cut it in half!

Now that he knew the power of Jiuji, Lord naturally did not dare to touch the bloody sword blade rashly, and swung the sword from top to bottom against the sharp sword edge diagonally below.

when!

The moment the blades collided, two terrifying spiritual pressures exploded, creating a violent wind that swept in all directions!

The moment he resisted the opponent's blade, Lord's left hand turned into a bone suddenly reached out and pressed directly on Unohana Yachiru's chest. In the five fingers of the white bones, scarlet evil energy was condensing!

"This is...a virtual flash?!"

Unohana Yazenryu obviously didn't expect this move, and before he could react, his chest was penetrated by a false flash!

Large areas of blood and flesh spattered, and the internal organs were instantly burned away by the terrifying energy. Maozhihua spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with minced meat, but there was a strange flush on her beautiful face, and the blood in her eyes became more intense.

stand up!

She...seems to be more excited!

"It's...not enough!"

The Unohana Eight-Thousand-Ryu sword blade turned, and the hand holding the sword was extended forward, forcing Lord to retreat. At the same time, the sword blade slashed directly at an unnatural angle, with a weird arc like an antelope hanging its horns.

on his shoulders.

Tsk!

The bloody sword blade broke through the flesh and blood and sank into it several inches deep!

The effect of excessive treatment immediately caused the spiritual pressure to go wild, and large areas of flesh and blood melted quickly like snow on a spring day, leaving behind a horrifying mass of white bones.

"I really want to see how many times you can recover!!!"

At the moment when he faced life and death, Lord's eyes flashed with a fierce look, and he raised his sword and swept through the sword pressure!

Unohana Yasenryu completely gave up on defense, and while taking the sword forcefully, he swung his sword and stabbed Lord in the abdomen.

“Come again!!!”

Lord's eyes were blood red, as if he had fallen into some kind of madness, and he was attacking like crazy regardless of everything.

The two people suddenly disappeared, leaving behind their shadows.

Only the sound of blades clashing and clashing could be heard in this dilapidated hell. The speed beyond the limit caused the two people to disappear completely. The only way to find the movement of the two fighting was from the ring-shaped sonic boom clouds that kept exploding in the air.

Trajectory!

Boom boom boom boom...

Countless afterimages that could not be seen were connected together, and bursting sparks fell like raindrops.

The deafening roar of spiritual pressure is non-stop, and the air waves set off by the blade create ripples that spread throughout every corner of the Hell, destroying the already dilapidated plains again, and countless hills turned into trees under the shock wave.

Noodles.

In just tens of seconds, the two have fought hundreds of times!

Under the violent spiritual pressure, the endless hell seemed to have withstood the fall of tens of millions of tons of heavy objects. Large amounts of dust were lifted into the air by the turbulent storm. In the battle that could not be captured with the naked eye, the breaths of Lord and Unohana collided.

, it seems that there is no distinction between top and bottom.

This is pure fighting!

Under the intentional or unintentional guidance of Unohana Yachiryu, Lord's swordsmanship is improving at an alarming rate!

From being completely unilaterally abused at the beginning, to fighting with him for dozens of rounds and being at a stalemate, sometimes he could even rely on his intuition to suppress Unohana Yachiryu.

Clang!!!

A soft sound of swords touching each other resounded wildly throughout the sky.

The ear-piercing sonic boom turned into a huge gas ring and suddenly exploded. Along with the raging and violent energy fluctuations, the thick dust everywhere was swept away, revealing the two fighting men!

"That's it?"

Baqianliu Uozhihua was bathed in blood, looking at the 'person' in front of him dreamily, and seemed to say with some regret: "Sure enough... you still can't please me after all."

Not far in front of her, stood a...'person'.

Lord was bruised and bruised in countless battles, and all his flesh and blood had been melted away. Only a pair of white bones were left, holding a Zanpakutō full of gaps, standing in the boundless sea of ​​blood.

There is only a white skeleton left, can it still move?

Although there is still a faint trace of spiritual pressure left, Lord is like a candle, having already burned himself out!

"Just a little bit...what a shame."

There was a trace of regret in Unohana Yaqianliu's eyes, her flushed cheeks gradually returned to whiteness, and she sighed faintly: "If you can hold on for a little longer, maybe you can satisfy me. Goodbye... Unknown man

ah."

At this moment!

From the white bones that were supposed to be about to die, black spiritual pressure ignited again!

"That's...what?" Unohana's eyes narrowed slightly, and she subconsciously took half a step back.

I saw a hazy and illusory shadow walking out from behind Lord who turned into bones!

"Swastika—Huang Huang Yanling left the palace!"

The shadow raised its sword to the sky, causing countless thunders to roar and descend like the majesty of heaven.