The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

Frank's words aroused Byakuya Kuchiki's vigilance.

Not only because of the weird and puzzling 'resurrection' ability he displayed, but more importantly because of the armor-like white bone skeleton that disappeared after being shot into his right shoulder.

He believed that people like Frank would never do useless work.

After trying every possible means to break through the blockade of Senbonzakura Kageyan, how could it be possible to shoot a bullet that has no effect?

Compared to the vigilance shown by Byakuya Kuchiki, Frank was undoubtedly much more relaxed at this time, and even had a faintly confident smile on his face, as if he had a winning chance.

It seemed that from the moment that bullet hit him, the balance of victory had already tilted.

Kuchiki Byakuya touched the position of his right shoulder. Just now, he felt very clearly the pain of muscle tearing after being penetrated by a bullet, but it only lasted for a moment, and then disappeared into the invisible, as if

It's an illusion created by the brain in a split second.

But he knew very well that it was definitely not an illusion.

Frank's bullet must have some special purpose, but it hasn't been revealed yet.

Does it take time for the effect to occur, or are there other restrictions?

However, there is currently too little information available for analysis to provide effective guesses, so Byakuya Kuchiki decided to use this period of time to force Frank to reveal more information about the Swastika.

"Are you going to make a quick decision?"

Sensing the murderous intent in Byakuya Kuchiki's eyes, Frank said loudly without fear: "Considering the current situation, this is indeed the most correct choice. Besides, it will take some time for my ability to activate."

After hearing this, Kuchiki Byakuya became more sure of his previous guess.

That bullet has enough power to reverse the situation, but before that Frank must survive this period of time and try his best to delay until the moment when the ability is activated, so he still has the last chance to make a comeback!

But considering Frank's character, he took the initiative to reveal his weaknesses, there must be fraud in it, so we must be careful.

Fighting at a distance is the best response plan.

Judging from Frank's swastika attire and abilities, he should be in a close or mid-range combat mode.

And Senbonzakura Keigan's ultra-long-distance fighting method is undoubtedly extremely restrained by Frank, so as long as the distance is long enough, he can gain an infinite advantage.

The thinking time is over and the battle begins again.

This time, Kuchiki Byakuya adhered to the principle of never getting close, raised his hands slightly and danced with his fingers like playing.

Billions of Senbonzakura blades roared into the air, forming thousands of tributaries under its meticulous control, just like the dense branches of a willow tree, dancing and swimming freely and flexibly.

For a time, most of the Shuangshu Hill area was covered by flying pink petals.

Frank picked up the black sword and slashed out with all his strength, but when he hit the seemingly slender branch, he felt the violent power contained in it. A look of shock appeared on his face for an instant, and his whole person was immediately 'thrown' away by that force.

flew out.

Huhuhuhu——

Frank, who was ejected and flew backwards, found that there was a whistling wind in his ears. When he looked up, a trace of horror could not help but appear on his face, and he saw dozens more pink streamers sweeping across.

Come.

Frank twisted his waist forcefully in mid-air and pressed his legs hard against the ground to stabilize his body.

Then I saw him exhaling a breath of hot white air, holding the pitch black sword tightly with both hands, pouring all his spiritual power into it, and then swung a huge sword roughly towards the dense petals that had formed a large network above.

Air slash.

Wow!!!

The jet-black sword energy soared into the sky, splitting the surrounding air with astonishing power.

From a distance, it looks like an erupting volcano. The dark magma, accompanied by extremely violent power, directly breaks up the large net above.

He didn't use any skills or moves, just roughly squeezing the spiritual pressure into the sword and phoenix, and then releasing it in one breath. In the eyes of Lord, it was simply a waste, and he consumed a lot of spiritual pressure in vain.

But I have to admit one thing, that is, great efforts can produce miracles.

Such a powerful force that can hardly be concentrated, like a burst of spiritual pressure sword energy, is the best way to deal with Senbonzakura.

Dozens of pink ribbons formed a dragnet, and their power was greatly weakened due to their dispersion. Faced with Frank's brutal spiritual pressure sword energy, they were shattered by the impact in almost an instant, and scattered in the air like raindrops and blizzards.

However, compared to the damage it caused, its weaknesses were extremely obvious.

"Huchi... Huchi... Huchi..."

After Frank swung this blow, his spiritual pressure dropped a lot, his chest rose and fell violently, and he was panting like an ox from exhaustion.

"Is that the only extent?"

Byakuya Kuchiki frowned slightly, feeling that Frank seemed a little too weak.

The damage caused to him by the attack just now was almost negligible. He could even use an attack of this level continuously for dozens of minutes without interruption. But what about Frank?

It was obvious that the two of them had only been fighting for a few minutes, but his spiritual pressure had been declining rapidly, as if something invisible was constantly draining the spiritual pressure from his body.

Logically speaking, after entering the swastika realm, the captain level's spiritual pressure will not be so rare.

Even Hitsugaya Toshiro's unfinished swastika can last for more than half an hour. Even in fierce battles with frequent ultimate moves, it can last for about ten minutes before disappearing.

What on earth did he...do?

Frank gritted his teeth suddenly and made an astonishing move.

Not only did he choose to stay away, but he accelerated towards Byakuya Kuchiki. He didn't even care about the cherry blossoms gathered around him. He looked like a reckless man who just rushed forward with his head covered.

"court death!"

Byakuya Kuchiki's eyes narrowed slightly, and he raised his hand and clenched it with his five fingers. Senbonzakura, which was originally scattered nearby, rushed up again, and this time like a big hand, it surrounded Frank in the middle.

The next moment, the cage suddenly closed.

Countless sharp blades roared and circled, like a huge meat grinder rumbling in operation.

The blood mixed with the cut flesh flew out, dyeing the large pink petals bright red, and Frank turned into a white skeleton again!

Something's wrong...

Byakuya Kuchiki's brows were still furrowed, and he noticed the strange feeling again.

When he broke away from that strange trance and immediately looked into the distance again, he found Frank standing in his original position, with dozens of Senbonzakura streamers woven into a dragnet, trying to capture Frank below.

But this time, Frank did not choose to fight hard, but instead leaned down and rushed towards him.

"Is it...that black spiritual pressure?"

Byakuya Kuchiki discovered that the black spiritual pressure was not only permeating Frank's body, but to be precise, the entire fifty-meter radius from him was filled with that black spiritual pressure.

Is it a range-type ghost-type ability?

Relating to the previous strange situations, which all occurred when he was within the range of the black spiritual pressure, Kuchiki Byakuya's eyes moved slightly, as if he vaguely knew something about Frank's swastika.

when!

The two swords intertwined and sparks flew.

Frank and Byakuya Kuchiki held a sword in a stalemate, and the two got quite close.

"Can you...manipulate time?"

Thinking of the terrible guess in his mind, Kuchiki Byakuya couldn't help blurting out in shock.

"No...I'm not that powerful."

Frank shook his head, his eyes were a little sad, and he said softly: "I just went back in time, far from the level of manipulation. This is the first ability of the Holy Avenger: delayed justice."