The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

The flowers of the Chinese quince disappear like little stars.

The floral language of the Sixth Division's emblem is noble and rational, which is in line with the temperament of aristocrats.

But when the Tsubaki flower, which symbolizes reason and nobility, disappeared, Kuchiki Byakuya's violent spiritual pressure overflowed and filled the area for thousands of meters. The blazing white light was like the blazing sun in the sky, like a beast whose instinct had been suppressed for a long time.

The beast finally broke free from the prison called reason.

Final scene: Baidi Sword!

There is no skill in this move, only the utmost determination to die!

Concentrating all your spiritual pressure on the tip of the sword is tantamount to giving up all defenses and retreats, and placing your victory, defeat, and will on the sword in your hand. Only in this way can you erupt with terrifying power that can penetrate the world and cut off all obstacles in front of you.

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The sword has not yet arrived, but the force has already arrived.

The majestic sword power that went forward without stopping was spread across every corner of the space in an instant.

The entire cloud layer set off endless angry waves, like thousands of thunders roaring, and the sky was torn apart by dazzling pure white light, creating ripples layer after layer, causing the hundreds of miles of void to shake violently like the atmosphere.

It made bursts of harsh crackling sounds.

When Ulquiorra reacted, he realized that he had no way out.

The blazing and dazzling White Emperor Sword has locked his aura tightly, and the mighty sword light comes with the surge of momentum, sealing the space in all directions, leaving no way for him to escape.

Now there is only one choice left in front of us.

"This spiritual pressure..."

Ulquiorra's eyes, as calm as a flat lake, finally had ripples at this moment: "I admit you... As the first Death God to fight with me, I will remember your name.

...Kuchiki Byakuya!”

Finally, this Sequence 4 Ten-Blade is going to take it seriously.

But surprisingly, He did not choose liberation, but slowly raised a slender finger with distinct joints. Deep in those dark green eyes, calmness and indifference were restored as always. It seemed that this was enough for Him.

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Buzz——

The ominous dark spiritual pressure gathered at the tip of that pale white finger.

Different from the dark green virtual flash that appeared before, this time the virtual flash is only in the gathering stage, but it has already shown frightening power. The space around the dark spiritual pressure has already shown a partially distorted state.

The jet-black spiritual pressure was gathered and compressed, forming a deep and dark sphere at the fingertips.

"Sure enough... it is still a bit difficult to release this move without being in a liberated state." After completing the move, Ulquiorra's aura became slightly buoyant. Obviously, this move did not consume him.

Xiao: "But this trick should be enough to deal with you."

Hula la——

The howling wind is like a passionate piece of music, playing in the intertwined echoes of the soul.

The sacred wings are raised high, and the sword of death condenses at the tip of the sword, intending to rain down divine punishment on the blasphemer in front.

"White Emperor Sword!!!"

"Black Void Flash."

One black, one white.

The moment they collided, the world suddenly fell into silence.

The two completely different spiritual pressures merged strangely like water and milk, but they were completely distinct.

The sky and the earth were dyed into two colors, the majestic and sacred dazzling white light, and the abyss-like black, which seemed to be sending a vague foreshadowing to the world. This was a confrontation that represented justice and evil.

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And the result also affects everyone's heart.

The next moment, an earth-shattering roar resounded across the sky.

The intense spiritual pressure boiled like lava, roaring and emitting a scorching temperature that was enough to melt steel, completely igniting the atmosphere within a radius of 10,000 meters. The black and white colors collided with each other like furious waves, and after terrifying collisions again and again,

Finally ran away.

If the sky is compared to a canvas, then this 'canvas' has been torn to pieces.

Under the confrontation between the two men whose spiritual pressure was comparable to that of a Heavenly Father, thousands of wind dragons were swept up in the sky by the vast power. The rolling air waves gathered into rivers and overturned, drowning the entire New York under the horrified eyes of the remaining people!

Huhuhu——

The air waves emptied out, blowing up endless smoke and dust.

Hundreds of blocks of high-rise buildings collapsed like wheat. Accompanied by violent shaking, the ground continued to collapse. Cracks several feet wide were criss-crossed like spider webs and spread throughout every corner of the city.

Seeing the devastating scene in front of them, Tony and the other three trembled in their hearts. They were horrified for a moment, but also somewhat lucky.

If it hadn't been for Lord's protection, they would have been killed by the burst of tyrannical energy.

"Is this...the power of Death?"

Tony watched all this with wide eyes, and a feeling he had never felt before spread.

"It's not over yet~"

Lord smiled faintly and said, "Look, the captains' counterattack...has begun."

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough, the three captains had launched a counterattack!

While Gwen's attention was attracted, Urahara Kisuke suddenly appeared in front of her. He raised the Benihime in his hand and struck it with a sword. The speed was so fast that an afterimage almost appeared. The force was so heavy that it made the air dent. His strength was far away.

than before.

"It's ridiculous, do you think I would be unprepared?" Gwen suddenly sneered. His probing nerves had already discovered Urahara Kisuke. He calmly avoided the knife, and then stabbed out the fangs on his right hand.

"Yeah, yeah~ I've actually been discovered." Urahara Kisuke deliberately looked panicked, narrowly avoiding the stabbing fangs.

"Damn clog man, shut up!" Gwen's anger surged to her forehead, and for some reason she became extremely emotional. She rushed forward again, wanting to tear this annoying man in front of her into pieces.

"It's so scary~ It's so scary~" Urahara Kisuke screamed with an exaggerated expression, and was almost stabbed by the fangs again.

Several attacks in a row failed to hit the clog man in front of her, which made Gwen become even more angry. She desperately increased her spiritual pressure and even threw away her reason. Then she fell into Urahara Kisuke's trap.

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In just this moment, Urahara Kisuke seized the opportunity.

The slender fingers were slowly raised, the joints slightly bent and aimed at the furious Gwen, and a voice suddenly became deeper.

"The Ninth Path of Binding: Collapsing Wheel!"

"The Thirty Years of Binding Dao: The Mouth Flashes Three Times!"

"Sixty One of the Binding Dao: Six-Stand Light Prison!"

"Sixty-Two Hundred Step Railings of the Binding Dao!"

"Sixty-three of the Dao of Binding: Chain Binding!"

Gwen didn't even have time to react before she was trapped by the layers of binding tunnels.

Five different forms of binding paths were released almost without any interval, which shows how strong Urahara Kisuke's ghost path is. Moreover, the superimposed five layers of binding paths are much stronger than a single binding path, and even blocks can be connected in an instant.

Wen Du couldn't break free.

"hateful!!!"

Gwen's eyes were red, and he roared angrily. His spiritual pressure instantly climbed to the limit, and the five-layer binding path creaked. It was obvious that it could not last long: "Do you think you want to trap me with this kind of thing?!

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"I never thought of it that way."

Urahara Kisuke showed a kind smile and said: "My goal is very simple, that is, I just need to restrain you for a period of time."

"What...what do you want to do!" Gwen suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Have I told you before?"

Urahara Kisuke smiled to himself and said: "The four basics of the Shinigami are called Zanken Zuki. Now that you have seen the swordsmanship, it is time for you to see the last one, the Kidō."

As the words fell, Gwen's heart palpitations became more intense.

Urahara Kisuke pointed to the sky, his spiritual power suddenly boiling, and he recited a mantra: "The turbid crest is faintly revealed, the unruly and arrogant talent; the surge, denial, paralysis, moment, hindering eternal sleep. The crawling iron

Princess, a clay doll that keeps mutilating itself, combine, rebound, and extend to the ground, know your own powerlessness!"

"Broken Dao No. 90: Black Coffin!"