at the same time……
The battlefield where Araki and Unohana Yachiryu fought.
As the Araki unraveled, the endless colorful glazed light seemed to replace the great sun in the sky, coming from the sky, caressing the earth, and covering all things. Naturally, it also enveloped the Eight Thousand Rivers of Maozhihua and the pool of blood that enveloped her...
And after the Eight Thousand Flowers of Uzumaki dissolved, the endless plasma was released, and then turned into a blood pool that soaked the earth, and naturally spread to the feet of Araki! In an instant, Araki's feet were submerged. At the same time, as more and more plasma seeped from all directions, the water level continued to rise, and the blood pool became increasingly turbid. The blood spread along Araki's feet toward his calves. …
"The original characteristics of the swastikas you and I are not suitable for release in this Seireitei!"
"As time goes on, both your sea of blood and my glazed light will cover the entire Seireitei, right?!"
Araki looked at the Unohana Eight Thousand Ryu standing in the sea of blood and spoke calmly.
"Now that you and I have understood each other, what's the point of talking about this anymore?!"
When Unohana Yachiru heard this, there was a bit of disdain in her eyes. She had reached the limit of her patience. Whether or not the Seireitei was destroyed next was no longer important in her eyes...
The important thing at this moment is only one thing, and that is 'war'! Fight until someone falls between the two parties!
"boom!"
During the conversation between Araki and Unohana Yazenryu, a spiritual pressure that was far more powerful than that of Araki and Unohana Yazenryu at the moment suddenly shot up into the sky!
The spiritual pressure is different from the coldness and coldness of Unohana. Just when it falls on a person, one can feel a stream of heat pouring in, giving people a feeling of hot, burning, and passionate...
"Um?!"
As the spiritual pressure exploded, Araki and Unohana Yachiryu, who had originally planned to start a fierce fight, all put down their swords and looked in the direction of the person burning the spiritual pressure.
I saw a middle-aged man wearing a sleeveless white haori with a striking cross-shaped scar on his forehead. He quietly pulled out the Zanpakutō from his waist and whispered in a low voice.
"Everything in the world is turned into ashes, and the blades flow like fire!"
"boom!"
As the words of liberation from the man's mouth slowly fell with endless pressure and lowness, monstrous flames rose into the sky! Burning half the sky...
If everyone present hadn't known in advance that this was just the beginning of a man's Zanpakutō, they would have mistakenly thought that this sky-high flame was another captain of the Gotei Thirteenth Division performing a Zanpakutō attack. The swastika!
“So hot~”
"After all these years, Old Man Shan's Zanpakutō is still so fiery and violent!"
Araki looked sideways at the scorching flames and couldn't help but smile. Seeing that his old-fashioned master was still so strong, he felt relieved.
Yes, the person who started the solution was none other than Araki's master, the founder of the 'Genryu' swordsmanship, the chief teacher of the 'Genji Juku', the captain of the Gotei Thirteenth Team, and the strongest Shinigami in the Seireitei. ——Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni!
The Zanpakutō liberated from Genryusai's hand naturally has the highest attack power in Soul Society and is also the strongest heat-type Zanpakutō - Ryuken Wakahara!
"boom!!"
Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni didn't pay attention to the scoundrel he hadn't seen for many years. He waved the Zanpakutō gently, and suddenly endless flames moved with his heart, burning in all directions. Wherever the flames stretched, no matter where they were, Whether it's the sea of blood or the glow of rays of light, they all shun him.
By the time Araki and Unohana Yazenryu reacted, the blazing flames released by Ryuken Wakahui had turned into a wall of fire tens of thousands of meters high, binding the sea of blood of Unohana Yazenryu and Araki's glow. The earth is trapped within an area of two spiritual miles around...
"I can't let you continue to destroy this Seireitei!"
After Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni finished all this, he quietly preached to Araki and Unohana eight thousand streams.
"Tsk~"
"In terms of damage to Soul Society, neither my Glazed Light nor the Flower of Uzumaki are as destructive as Old Man Shan's Flowing Blade like Fire, right?!"
After hearing what his master said, Araki complained silently in his heart.
"Logically, the most suitable place for you two 'big villains' to fight is the endless hell under my team's roof!"
"But that's it! Since you have already fought to this extent, let's fight to your heart's content in the fire field released by me!"
Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni didn't wait for Araki and Unohana to say more than eight thousand words, and then he preached on his own.
After saying that, Yamamoto found a stubborn stone and sat on it. His hands were like crutches, holding the blade like fire in his hands, and quietly looked at the wild trees and flowers in front of him. He continued: "Okay, no need to say more! There is no need to care about me, you are the protagonists of this duel!"
"Oh, I'm really scared of you." Hearing this, Araki smiled helplessly at his master, then looked at Uozhihua and said: "At this point, it would be rude if we didn't take it more seriously. ~"
"war!"
Hearing this, Unohana Yachiru just said one word lightly, and in the next second, the endless sea of blood condensed towards the knife in her hand.
"suck……"
Araki took a deep breath as he faced the eight-thousand-blooded Unohana flow. At this moment, his eyes seemed to be stretched into filaments by scarlet-colored electric light. The pictures of the future were like PPT slides, each scene in Araki's eyes. That flashed through my racing mind.
"……call!"
As Araki breathed out the turbid air, the veins on his sword-holding arm were already roaring and bulging like one green dragon after another!
The dark lightning, carrying endless pressure, wrapped around the sword in Araki's hand. The rays of light in the sky and the spirits in the body continued to gather and roar at this moment...
At this moment, all the power in Araki's body was unified!
Then, swing hard!
"boom!!"
The huge sword pressure, 'sword energy', or what we call a flying slash, is like an undulating mountain, or like the rotating saw teeth of a chainsaw, slashing towards the sea of blood gathered by the Eight Thousand Rivers of Unohana. …
Just a face-to-face encounter, the sea of blood returned, and the sword skills prepared by Maozhihua were all eclipsed by this sword, and they were all cut off!
"What's this!?"
Unohana Yazenryu could not understand the subtlety of this sword skill.
In Uzhihua's view, that sword had no name, and it didn't seem to be a great move. He seemed to have returned to the most primitive chopping, just raising the knife in his hand, and then slashing down hard...
But just such a seemingly ordinary sword made Unohana Yachiru shocked to the spot. Her brain seemed to be shut down at this moment, and she could not understand how Araki wielded this sword.
By the time Unohana Yazenryu reacted, the sea of blood under her feet had been split into two by this sword. Even the Ryuken Wakano in Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's hand was cast in the flames inside and outside the two spirits. The high wall opened a huge gap under Araki's sword!
But Araki's endless sword pressure did not stop there. Instead, after splitting the high wall, it flew up into the clouds, crushed the dark clouds in the sky, and gradually dissipated into the sky...
"What are you looking at?!"
Before waiting, Unohana Yachiru was thinking too much. A sharp blade emitting a cold light was already placed on her snow-white neck. Araki, whose mind had returned to calmness, looked at Unohana who looked slightly surprised. Flower, said lightly.
"..."
Uzhihua's pale lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something.
"Uzhihua, your opponent now is me, don't be distracted!"
Araki returned what Unohana Yachiru said to him at this moment.
"call!"
Hearing the words, Maozhihua took a long breath. Her mind, which was disturbed by Araki's sword, gradually calmed down with Araki's cold voice. Then, endless fighting spirit rose from Maozhihua's chest. Get up!
"war!!"
This is the second time Unohana Yachiru has said this word to Araki, but this time Unohana has more fighting spirit than before, and the word in her mouth is more powerful.
It has to be said that even standing in the sea of blood, Unohana Eight Thousand Rivers is extremely beautiful, but now no one is in the mood to appreciate this beautiful scenery. Standing in the sea of blood, the Unohana with great murderous intent, Like a human-eating 'Rakshasa'! Incomparably beautiful, yet extremely deadly!
Seeing this, Araki raised the corners of his mouth, and the blade in his hand turned into an afterimage...
"Shua!!"
Just a flash of cold light!
Immediately, blood-red roses bloomed on the shoulders of Araki and Unohana. The blood dissolved in the sea of blood at their feet and between the seas of blood. In the blink of an eye, their injuries were illuminated by colorful lights. With constant nourishment, it disappears into the invisible.
"Hahaha……"
The laughter is stirring!
At this moment, whether it was Araki or Unohana Eight Thousand Ryu, they no longer paid attention to the rays of light shining in the sky, the pool of blood covering the ground, or even the statue-like figure sitting quietly not far away from the two of them. Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni...
The two of them only have each other in their eyes, and they are enjoying this feast of killing! Like two crazy ferocious beasts, they kept waving the blades in their hands, 'dancing' in the glow of the sea of blood, in the wall turned into flames, in this sea of fire hell, fighting to the point of madness and death!
"Haha~"
Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni looked at the two people in front of him who were fighting like wild beasts, and showed a cruel smile.
The wall of fire split open by Araki's sword was not closed by Yamamoto. This fight between the top swordsmen in Soul Society would have seemed a bit desolate and sad if he was the only audience.
Yamamoto knew in his heart that the fight between ferocious beasts would always attract the attention of jackals. Now that he was here, he should keep his eyes open to see how strong Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's disciple was!
Then, after understanding the strength of Araki, my direct disciple, fear me as much as you want! Because from now on, in this great Seireitei, what you all fear will not only be the Blade Ruohuo in my hand!
