Reborn as the God of Death and became the Captain of the Ten Blades

After saying that, the red virtual flash immediately broke away from the control and blasted towards Zaraki Kenpachi.

Zaraki Kenpachi looked coldly at the whizzing flash, his expression still calm: "I told you not to hide your strength."

Slowly raise the Zanpakutō, with the blade facing outward, and place it upright in front of you.

The red Void Flash came to him in the blink of an eye. The next second, under Dorudoni's incredible gaze, the red Void Flash was easily cut in half by the Zanpakutō and quickly passed behind him in the shape of a "V".

"Boom". Along with the sound of the ground shaking, gray-black mud rained in the sky again.

Zaraki Kenpachi's spiritual pressure surged again, and he said coldly: "Since you don't plan to use it, just die with regrets, unknown Achiukas."

After saying that, his whole body shot out like a cannonball, and in the blink of an eye he appeared in front of Dorudoni and flew down.

"Huh, don't forget, my ringing is..." Before he finished speaking, his expression changed drastically, and he suddenly found that the space around him suddenly became thicker, slightly slowing down the speed of the ringing.

In the duel between masters, it is not an exaggeration to say that a slight mistake can make a thousand miles. One hundredth of a second can determine the outcome of the battle.

At this moment, the steel skin seemed to have lost its function, and Zaraki Kenpachi's Zanpakuto cut into the body effortlessly.

Zaraki Kenpachi shouted loudly, a cruel light shot out from his eyes, and struck down like lightning, leaving a long and deep wound.

He was about to take advantage of the victory and pursue it, but Dorudoni had already reacted and escaped from the sticky control.

The wound slid from his shoulder to his waist. Dordoni covered the wound with a look of pain.

"I still have a hand, yes, God of Death." A wave of heat surged through his body, and Dorudoni swallowed it hard as there was a fishy sweetness in his throat.

Zaraki Kenpachi's calm expression showed a trace of fluctuation, and he frowned slightly. He didn't expect that the other party would leave the spiritual pressure space he created so quickly.

This is a technique learned after fighting on the Bipolar Stage, and it is also one of the very few combat techniques mastered by Zaraki Kenpachi.

The wounds he cut with his Zanpakutō are healing slowly. Even if they are affected by spiritual pressure, they are still healing at an extremely slow speed.

Think of the opponent's steel skin and elusive speed.

Due to frequent bursts of spiritual pressure, I also felt slightly tired throughout my body.

"This kind of opponent who likes to jump up and down is really annoying. There is no other way. To be honest, I don't want to use this trick."

After saying that, his left hand moved towards the right hand holding the Zanpakutō, and they came together to hold the sword with both hands.

Dorudoni naturally also noticed the changes in the other party. Suddenly, his whole body suddenly felt chills, as if he was locked by an ancient beast, and his whole soul felt a pinprick of fear.

At this time, he suddenly remembered what Aizen-sama said to him before leaving: "Dorudoni, you are the most successful Arrancar in this Bengyoku transformation. I am full of expectations for your future. This time in Soul Society

There is a Shinigami on the Hueco Mundo advance team list, you should pay extra attention to..."

The god of death that Aizen mentioned at that time was none other than Kenpachi Zaraki. Suddenly, a strong fighting spirit surged out of his heart, and most of the pain in his body disappeared. He laughed loudly: "Haha, god of death, do you think I appeared here?"

Is this an accident? Do you think you can compare with us with your current strength? I tell you that you are too naive. I am different from other Achiukas. I, Dorudoni Alessandro Del Sokach

Ou Li aspires to become the most powerful being in Hueco Mundo."

His voice suddenly paused, and his eyes stared directly at Zaraki Kenpachi: "Tell me your name, Death."

"Kenpachi Zaraki."

"Okay, when you go to hell later, you must remember that it was me, Dorudoni Alessandro Del Socaccio, who killed you."

"Let go, come here, the strongest Achiukas, Dorudoni Alessandro Del Soccachio."

Both sides knew that after a long period of fierce fighting and testing, ordinary methods were no longer enough to kill the other side, and they had to use their ability to suppress the enemy.

Dorudoni closed his eyes and exhaled a heavy breath.

The next second, the whole person burst out with the strongest spiritual pressure in history. The formed spiritual pressure pillar rose into the sky and spread outward. Then the spiritual energy from all directions poured in towards him like crazy. In just a few breaths,

This creates a huge spiritual pressure blast.

From the center of the storm came a deep chant: "Twirl, Storm Baron."

With the chanting, the spirit storm expanded again, and the already pale ground was once again ruthlessly destroyed.

The sand, stones, and remaining branches were all blown up under the tug, spinning rapidly around Dorudoni.

Under the blessing of this spiritual pressure, even the most ordinary leaves have terrifying cutting power.

When this force reaches its peak.

"Boom." The hurricane exploded, and the sand, stones, and branches surrounding Dorudoni turned into powder.

After seeing clearly, Zaraki Kenpachi's pupils shrank suddenly. The stab wound on Dordoni's chest had completely healed, leaving only a long scar that extended from the shoulder to the waist, looking extremely ferocious.

The figure has also changed drastically. There are two tall ridges on the two shoulders, rotating upward in a cone shape, slightly higher than the head.

What is even more eye-catching is the pair of thighs that are thicker than before, with muscles bulging out and filling up the pants.

Two small chimney-like hollow cylinders extend outward from the calf, and a vague aura emanates from them.

As if satisfied with Zaraki Kenpachi's surprise, Dordoni said: "It's your turn."

"It's my turn?" Kenpachi Zaraki didn't know why.

"Yes, your Shinigami's swastika, don't you plan to free the Zanpakutō?"

"So your current state is a liberated state?"

"Yes, we Arrancars also have Zanpakutos, but my ability is wind, and the swords are my legs, and now I am in the state of returning to the sword." Dorudoni raised his right hand, and a small hurricane struck him.

Palms circled.

Only then did Zaraki Kenpachi realize something: "You also have Zanpakutō, and you can also free Zanpakutō."

"Of course, our Arrancar's power is too powerful. We usually seal the power in the sword and release it when needed. We call it the return blade."

"Soga, you are at your strongest right now." After saying that, Kenpachi Zaraki's aura suddenly rose, revealing a strong fighting spirit.

Dorudoni pointed at the Zanpakutō in Zaraki Kenpachi's hand: "Now, it's your turn, Death God, let me see your swastika."

"Swastika? I don't need that kind of thing at all."

"Huh?" Dorudoni didn't believe what he said, feeling that the other party never showed his true strength, and there was a hint of embarrassment on his face.

"A true strong man will only rely on his own strength to fight. Only a coward deserves to have such a thing like a swastika."