Chapter 580 Maozhihua’s Defeat
The Zanpakutō form that has never been seen before, the swastika state that has never been seen before.
Unohana, who is known as the Eight Thousand Styles, has only seen the release of a Zanpakutō of this level once in a thousand years, and has only seen one handle.
It is a terrifying heat-type Zanpakutō that will raise the temperature of the entire Soul Society after its liberation. It is known as the strongest heat-type Zanpakutō [Ryuen Wakahara];
In the hands of Captain Yamamoto, the strongest swordsman in the millennium, the performance of that sword was brought into full play. Even with all his swordsmanship, he could not withstand that sword that burned everything.
At this moment, he once again saw the swastika who had shaken the Soul Society. His posture was like that of a god or a Buddha.
An indifferent temperament emanated from the other party without reservation.
Unohana looked at the purple jade hanging on the opponent's chest glowing slightly, and the terrifying spiritual pressure cloud that had previously oppressed the entire Soul Society was completely solidified into the opponent's current form.
The other party's figure exudes an unimaginable sense of heterogeneity, which is an extremely solid and heavy feeling. If the mass of these gods of death in the world is 1, then the mass of the other party at this moment is 3, that is, It’s 4…
A completely different quality, making every move of the other party seem to be the center of everything.
Uozhihua's pupils suddenly shrank, and she realized that her spirit had been affected.
This kind of erosion is different from the previous strong erosion caused by the Zanpakuto in the form of a blood moon, but an invisible erosion that moistens things silently.
Ordinary people, just by looking at each other, will gradually become their fans unconsciously because of the powerful and thick foreignness in their souls, wanting to surround them and follow them.
Just like a fanatic facing the god he believes in.
The steaming fighting spirit in Maozhihua's body was even slightly weakened by this erosion.
"What a terrifying Zanpakutō. It has a holy and Buddha-like posture, but it exudes an evil and demonic nature."
Tong Gu looked down at the Maozhihua. He had never felt that he was so powerful. Even if he had used [Incarnation of God], those wishes from [Jörmungandr] were not as powerful as at this moment. Power operates as the heart wills.
At this moment, he truly felt that he had reached the top of the Silver Rank. He felt that he had finally found a trace of Aizen's mentality.
When you stand high enough, you will unconsciously start to think of yourself as a god.
It will become increasingly unbearable that the only true god in this world, the Spiritual King, will sacrifice himself in such a way to become the cornerstone of the Three Realms.
Kyōraku Shunsui stood under the golden sky with a look of horror in his eyes. His right hand trembled a few times and he unconsciously pressed it on his Zanpakutō. Strong spiritual pressure began to rise.
He did have different ideas from his teacher, Captain Yamamoto. He was more perceptive than Byakuya. After knowing that Tonggu was in the aristocratic district that Tōsen was going to attack together, he had already guessed that the opponent's target was Tsunayashiro Tokinada.
But in line with his pursuit of justice, he deliberately indulged Tong Gu's behavior.
He also wanted to see if he could shake the will of the nobles in this Soul Society.
This Soul Society has become too old and decadent, and is gradually heading towards degeneration and corruption. New forces must enter the situation and break the current balance in order to bring new changes to Soul Society.
Tonggu and the Shifengyuan clan and Shiba clan behind him are the power that Kyōraku Shunsui values.
But at this moment, facing this kind of swastika that shook Soul Society, Kyoraku Shunsui knew that he had made a huge mistake.
It is true that the other party is a brand new force, but this force is too powerful, far beyond the limit of what he can control.
The opponent is not the sword he is holding, but once the opponent's sword is cut off, he will be driven by the sword to swing the sword, thus severely damaging the order of the entire Soul Society.
Powerful spiritual pressure rose into the sky, and Kyoryu's two swords danced.
"Swastika, Huatian Kuanggu·Black Pine..."
Keng!
A golden stream of light flashed, and Jingraku Shunshui was startled. The bamboo hat on his head slowly split into two halves and fell down. Also broken with it were his double swords [Hua Tian Kuang Gu].
"One and the same, spiritual pressure is cut off"
Kyoraku Shunsui trembled all over and fell instantly. He felt that he suddenly fell into an unprecedented weakness. He could not even support his body, let alone concentrate his spiritual pressure to fight.
He had never been in such a weak state since he became conscious.
Because he was also a rules-based Zanpakutō, Kyōraku Shunsui instantly recalled what the other party had just said.
Is my spiritual pressure restricted by the other party?
What is this capability and what are its limitations?
He fell face down to the ground. Even though he was still thinking about the true power of Taku Zanpakutō in his mind, he was unable to fight anymore at this moment.
On the other side, Kuchiki Byakuya put his hand on [Senbonzakura], but there was no movement.
He was further away and could see clearly that at the moment when the leader of the Kyo band wanted to perform swastika interpretation, the white-haired Shinigami sitting in the air, like a stream of light, instantly spanned a distance of several thousand meters and cut off Kyo with one blow. The band leader's Zanpakutō.
and instantly returned to the sky again.
It makes it look as if he hasn't moved.
"The speed that can ignore the distance of space, the terrifying slash that can break the sword with one strike, and even the special spiritual words that can seal the spiritual pressure?"
Is there really such a powerful Zanpakuto...
Kuchiki Byakuya even felt a little ridiculous for the conclusion he came to at this moment. The opponent's Zanpakutō was a little too powerful...
He tried to find the weaknesses hidden beneath Tong Gu's invincible appearance.
The next moment, he noticed the ever-emitting halo of the golden halo behind the other party.
If he saw it correctly, the golden halo behind the other party was shrinking?
Is this the opponent's weakness?
Is there a time-limited swastika?
Various speculations suddenly appeared in Kuchiki Byakuya's mind.
But above the sea of blood on the ground, Maozhihua was unwilling to wait. She had been suppressed for too long in order to wait for her opponent.
She inserted her hands into the sea of blood and raised it again. The blood blade seemed to be real. Her whole body was bathed in blood, and she suddenly spun around and turned into a blood dragon. The sea of blood on the earth also surged instantly, like a tsunami. Roll back up.
The blood dragon roared towards Tong Gu who was sitting upright in the air.
Tong Gu also raised his right hand high at this moment, as if he had raised the sword of judgment. The bright sword appeared from Tong Gu's hand, and fell suddenly in the next moment.
As soon as the sword was slashed out, Zen sounds were heard everywhere, and golden runes lit up in the sky.
Uzhihua, who transformed into a blood dragon, felt that the world was suddenly slashing towards him. The opponent's sword was everywhere, and the opponent's sword force was ever-changing, and finally returned to that frank sword.
Unable to dodge, unable to parry, unable to yield.
This is a sword struck by heaven and earth together.
I can only kill it with my sword!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Several figures wearing captain's white robes appeared in the distance. Several people looked up and saw the terrifying blood dragon rushing upwards, as if it was about to gnaw the giant snake of the gods, but the next moment.
The bright light drowned everything.
The sea of blood evaporated and the blood dragon shattered.
Maozhihua's mouth, nose, and ears were filled with blood, but she looked extremely happy and crashed to the ground.
"This battle... is extremely pleasurable..."
boom!
Maozhihualie was defeated.
Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni lowered his eyelids and stepped forward, watching the defeat of the first Kenpachi whom he personally recruited. When he looked up again, his eyes were already surrounded by fire.
The surrounding temperature instantly increased.
The cane in his hand burned and dissipated in an instant, revealing the ancient Zanpakutō inside.
The temperature in Soul Society instantly began to rise.
Kyōraku Shunsui, who was lying on the ground extremely weak, thought to himself that it was not good. If the old man freed his Zanpakutō and fought the opponent with all his strength in a place like this, then no matter who wins or loses, the nobles in Soul Society will probably be reduced to one. An almost negligible number.