The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

Let's bring our perspective back to the Bipolar Hill.

Within the pitch-black sword formation formed by Jian Jing, two figures collided with each other, causing billowing air currents to roar.

In just a few dozen breaths, the two sides had already fought hundreds of times.

The high-speed battle that ordinary people can't see at all, the air flow bursting out between the flash of swords and the flash of swords, plowing out ravines on the surrounding ground, like cannonballs suddenly exploding one after another.

The sound waves mixed with the violent air waves, spreading like turbulent waves.

In an instant, the earth, rocks, and sand within a radius of dozens of feet were stirred up. Even the dead trees a few hundred meters away were uprooted by the violent wind, and the gray dust that filled the sky swept away both of them.

In the fierce exchange, Byakuya Kuchiki was shot seven or eight times.

On the other hand, Frank was not feeling well either. He was stabbed more than a dozen times on his body. Although it was not fatal, it greatly consumed his physical strength.

"Drink!!!"

Frank's face was red, and the muscles all over his body were trembling like a leaping dragon. He held a big sword in both arms and struck hard.

The huge pitch-black sword blade swept across the sky, bursting out with a thunderous roar, erupting with frightening destructive power. The surging air waves surged like mighty thunder sweeping across thousands of armies.

"Well done!"

However, he saw that Byakuya Kuchiki showed no fear on his face as he stepped forward and stepped into the area covered by the sword.

The seemingly fragile Zanpakutō buzzed like a dragon that was choosing to devour people. It passed by at an extremely clever and strange angle and hit the force-receiving point of the dark sword.

The power originally concentrated on the sword's edge was directly cut off.

This sword not only subtly disrupted the offensive, it was even accompanied by some kind of shock force.

A flash of paleness flashed across Frank's flushed face, and the concussive force was transmitted along the blade of the sword. The shock caused numerous bloody wounds on his wrist and jaw, and the dark knight's sword almost came out of his hand.

But before he could readjust his posture, a sharp sword light was reflected in his eyes.

Pfft...

The cold sword blade pierced his throat, and a handful of hot blood fell to the ground.

"Justice delayed!"

Before Frank's consciousness dissipated, he activated his ability to rewind time six seconds ago.

The two people returned to the position six seconds ago. Just as he was gasping for breath with lingering fear, Kuchiki Byakuya came with a quick step, his black hair flying with the strong wind, and his cold eyes were deeply reflected in his heart.

Senbonzakura's blade fell, and the air flow surged forward.

In a hurry, Frank had no choice but to raise his sword to fight again. The spiritual pressure wrapped around the dark sword and faced the slender blade.

Dang!

The crisp sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly echoed in my ears.

However, there was a huge gap in strength between them, so Frank could only retreat while vomiting blood, and controlled the bone armor to raise his gun and shoot.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang...

Continuous roars sounded, and dark bullets flew across the sky.

But Byakuya Kuchiki didn't panic at all. He suddenly accelerated his speed, and in an instant, he pulled out an afterimage and moved around in a few square inches, easily dodging all the bullets with almost a hair's breadth.

"Farke! Such a fast Shunpo!"

Seeing this, Frank continued to retreat, firing continuously to force Kuchiki Byakuya, but he was angrily cursing Shunpo's technique in his heart.

"You know what?"

Byakuya Kuchiki suddenly appeared in front of him, his eyes filled with coldness, he raised the blade in his hand and said calmly: "It is very difficult to hit a moving object with something like a pistol."

Poof!

The sharp sword edge slashed down, accompanied by the sound of shattering flesh and bones.

Frank felt a pain in his chest, and then an indescribable force exploded on his body. The moment his mind went blank, he flew backwards, and his muscles and bones shattered in mid-air, spraying blood all over the sky.

fog.

"Delayed...justice!!!"

The ability is activated again, and the characters in the environment change.

Six seconds before the time reset, Frank knelt down on one knee and gasped violently, sweat dripping from his forehead and dripping from his chin.

"This is the fifth time..."

Byakuya Kuchiki came over holding Senbonzakura and said calmly: "But with your spiritual pressure, how many more times can you hold on?"

twice......

A trace of bitterness appeared on Frank's face, and he answered the question silently in his heart.

With the spiritual pressure he has left now, he can only use "Delayed Justice" twice more. Ten times is the best estimate when he is at his peak, but in a real fierce battle, the consumption is not enough to provide him with ten times of reversal.

Second-rate.

"You...are simply a monster!"

Frank looked at the man who still looked calm, and couldn't help but feel horrified in his heart: "You have clearly shouldered the sins of nine people, but you can still act as if nothing has happened. Is your heart made of stone?"

"It's just the sins of a dozen people..."

A trace of indifference flashed through Kuchiki Byakuya's eyes, and he said coldly: "If you want to crush me with sin, you will need at least a few thousand people."

Thousands of people...

Frank was shocked, and immediately felt helpless.

He is not a professional policeman, or a perverted murderer, so how can he commit the crimes of thousands of people?

"If there is no other way, then prepare to die."

Kuchiki Byakuya walked towards him holding Senbonzakura in his hand. The pink spiritual pressure gradually increased and turned into blazing flames to ignite the sword formation area.

Sensing Kuchiki Byakuya's naked murderous intention, Frank couldn't help but sigh, stood up unsteadily, showed a sad smile, and said: "I originally wanted to accumulate more sins, but now it seems that I don't have this chance.

Already."

"What else are you hiding?"

Kuchiki Byakuya stopped, with a hint of uneasiness in his eyes.

"I can't say it's hidden..."

Frank wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and said with a sad smile: "Actually, passing on the sins is only the first step. The second step is for me to judge the sins you bear."

"Judgment...sin?"

Byakuya Kuchiki was slightly startled, not understanding the meaning.

"Yes, sin must be judged in order for justice to continue."

Frank stood with his sword in hand, his spine straight, like an officer who executed the king in an ancient palace, with a trace of determination in his eyes: "In the name of Frank Custer, I hereby pronounce the sentence of sin--death!"

The words were settled, and sudden changes occurred.

I saw several original sin souls emerging from the flesh and blood of the bullet holes that hit Byakuya Kuchiki.

The faces of those souls were ferocious and twisted, and they let out shrill screams from their long mouths. They broke free from Byakuya Kuchiki's body one after another, and after taking out large pieces of flesh and blood, they turned into sharp cross swords and fell.

Puff puff puff puff...

The cross sword penetrated directly through the body, and bright red blood spurted out.

Byakuya Kuchiki didn't expect this move at all, and was severely injured by these penetrating swords in an instant. His whole body was dripping with blood like a bloody man.

Turn the passed-on sins into a sharp sword of judgment and fall.

Moreover, these sharp swords will follow the original bullet holes, so it is impossible to dodge or block them, or even to pull them out, because Byakuya Kuchiki found that his palms could not touch the blades at all.

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"Give up, they can't be pulled out."

Frank watched all this and said slowly: "These swords, which symbolize original sin, will not fall out of your body and will not be touched in any way."

"There is another way..."

Hearing this, Kuchiki Byakuya, who had ten sharp swords stuck in his body, stood silent for a moment and slowly stood up from the ground, holding the Zanpakutō in both hands: "As long as you are completely defeated, these sword blades will disappear automatically, right."

"That's right."

Frank's eyes moved slightly, guessing what the other party was thinking, and grinned: "So the next blow will decide the outcome."

"Final Scene·White Emperor Sword!"

Byakuya Kuchiki's whole body exuded violent spiritual pressure, and his flawless white wings slowly unfolded from his back.

Countless cherry-colored blades surrounding the sword formation were flowing together like a sea of ​​rivers, and finally formed an extremely dazzling pure white blade in the hands of Byakuya Kuchiki, exuding endless majesty and icy cold air!

"Ha...what a gorgeous move."

There was a touch of bitterness on Frank's face, and he immediately sighed: "I'm sorry, I have only mastered Swastika for a day, and I don't have such a gorgeous move at all, so the last blow... I can only use this rough method.

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Breathe in...

He opened his mouth and took a sudden breath, as if he wanted to swallow the entire world's oxygen into his lungs. The surrounding air flowed into it like a whale, and a terrible scream sounded, as if injecting vitality into this exhausted body.

Hot new energy.

The extremely powerful pitch-black spiritual pressure erupted like a volcano, being suppressed layer by layer on the sword blade.

There are no skills or tricks at all, it is just extremely simple compression, compression and re-compression. After countless polishing and compression, the spiritual pressure of one's own body is turned into an explosive-like substance, which is then released in an instant upon contact.

This is Frank's trick.

Simple and crude, firmly believe that miracles can happen with great force, and you can defeat all methods with one force!

The two of them were only a few dozen meters apart, looking at each other's faces.

After a few tens of seconds of silence, they launched an offensive in unison, and their figures disappeared instantly.

The next moment.

Two rays of light, one black and one white, swept through the void and collided like comets streaking across the sky.

The moment the swords met, there seemed to be an extremely loud sound, and then an unparalleled bright light burst out, rising into the sky with terrifying pressure, and a huge cloud rose amidst the explosive roar.

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"Looks like it's over."

Jingraku Shunsui pressed the Yuanli on top of his head, glanced at the old man next to him, and asked: "I just don't know who won this battle."

"hehe....."

Lorde's eyes were calm, with a faint smile on his lips, and he said: "This question is meaningless. He will only win."