Chapter 397: The End

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The flowers of the chun dissipate like little bits of starlight.

The flower language of the Sixth Division's team badge is noble and rational, which is in line with the temperament of the aristocracy.

But when the Tsubaki flower, which symbolizes reason and nobility, disappeared, Kuchiki Byakuya's violent spiritual pressure overflowed and filled the area for thousands of meters. The blazing white light was like the blazing sun in the sky, like a beast whose instinct had been suppressed for a long time. The beast finally broke free from the prison called reason.

Final scene: Baidi Sword!

There is no skill in this move, only the utmost determination to die!

Concentrating all your spiritual pressure on the tip of the sword is tantamount to giving up all defenses and retreats, and placing your victory, defeat, and will on the sword in your hand. Only in this way can you erupt with terrifying power that can penetrate the world and cut off all obstacles in front of you. .

The sword has not yet arrived, but the force has already arrived.

The majestic sword power that went forward without stopping was spread across every corner of the space in an instant.

The entire cloud layer set off endless angry waves, like thousands of thunders roaring. The sky was torn apart by dazzling pure white light, causing ripples layer after layer, causing the hundreds of miles of void to shake violently like the atmosphere. There were bursts of harsh cracking sounds.

When Ulquiorra reacted, he realized that he had no way out.

The blazing and dazzling White Emperor Sword has locked his breath tightly. The mighty sword light comes with the momentum, sealing the space in all directions, leaving no way for him to escape.

Now there is only one choice left in front of me.

"This spiritual pressure..."

Ulquiorra's eyes, as calm as a flat lake, finally had ripples at this moment: "I admit you... As the first Shinigami who fights against me, I will remember your name. ......Kuchiki Byakuya!"

Finally, this Sequence 4 Ten-Blade is going to take it seriously.

But surprisingly, He did not choose liberation, but slowly raised a slender finger with distinct joints. In the depths of those dark green eyes, calmness and indifference were restored as always. It seemed that this was enough for Him. .

Buzz——

The ominous dark spiritual pressure gathered at the pale white fingertip.

Different from the dark green virtual flash that appeared before, this time the virtual flash is only in the gathering stage, and it has already shown frightening power. The space around the dark spiritual pressure has already shown a partially distorted state.

The jet-black spiritual pressure was gathered and compressed, forming a deep and dark sphere at the fingertips.

"Sure enough... it is still a bit difficult to release this move without being in a liberated state." After completing the move, Ulquiorra's aura became slightly buoyant. Obviously, this move did not consume him. Xiao: "But this trick should be enough to deal with you."

Hula la——

The howling wind is like a passionate movement, playing in the intertwined echoes of the soul.

The sacred wings are raised high, and the sword of death condenses at the tip of the sword, intending to rain down divine punishment on the blasphemer in front.

"White Emperor Sword!!!"

"Black Void Flash."

One black, one white.

The moment they collided, the world suddenly fell into silence.

The two completely different spiritual pressures merged strangely like water and milk, but they were distinct at the same time.

The sky and the earth were dyed into two colors, the majestic and sacred dazzling white light, and the abyss-like black, which seemed to be sending a vague foreshadowing to the world. This was a confrontation that represented justice and evil. .

And the result also affects everyone's heart.

The next moment, an earth-shattering roar resounded across the sky.

The intense spiritual pressure boiled like lava, roaring and emitting a scorching temperature that was enough to melt steel, completely igniting the atmosphere within a radius of 10,000 meters. Black and white collided with each other like furious waves, and after terrifying collisions again and again, Finally went berserk.

If the sky is compared to a canvas, then this 'canvas' has been torn into tatters.

Under the confrontation between the two men whose spiritual pressure was comparable to that of a Heavenly Father, thousands of wind dragons were swept up in the sky by the vast power. The rolling air waves gathered into rivers and overturned, drowning the entire New York under the horrified eyes of the remaining people!

Huhuhu——

The air waves emptied out, blowing up endless smoke and dust.

Hundreds of blocks of high-rise buildings collapsed like wheat. Accompanied by violent shaking, the ground continued to collapse. Cracks several feet wide were criss-crossed like spider webs and spread throughout every corner of the city.

Looking at the devastating scene in front of them, Tony and the other three trembled in their hearts. They were horrified for a moment, but also somewhat lucky.

If it hadn't been for Lord's protection, they would have been killed by the burst of tyrannical energy.

"Is this...the power of Death?"

Tony stared at all this with wide eyes, and a feeling that he had never felt before spread.

"It's not over yet~"

Lord smiled faintly and said, "Look, the captains' counterattack...has begun."

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough, the three captains had launched a counterattack!

While Gwen's attention was attracted, Urahara Kisuke suddenly appeared in front of her in an instant. He raised the Benihime in his hand and struck her with a sword. The speed was so fast that an afterimage almost appeared. The force was so heavy that it made the air dent. His strength was far away. More than before.

"It's ridiculous, do you think I would be unprepared?" Gwen suddenly sneered. His probing nerves had already discovered Urahara Kisuke. He calmly avoided the knife, and then stabbed out the fangs on his right hand.

"Yeah, yeah~ I've actually been discovered." Urahara Kisuke deliberately looked panicked, narrowly avoiding the stabbing fangs. .

"Damn clog man, shut up!" Gwen's anger surged to her forehead, and for some reason she became extremely emotional. She rushed forward again, wanting to tear this annoying man in front of her into pieces.

"It's so scary~ It's so scary~" Urahara Kisuke screamed with an exaggerated expression, and was almost stabbed by the fangs again.

Several attacks in a row failed to hit the clogs man in front of her, which made Gwen even angrier. She desperately increased her spiritual pressure and even threw her reason behind her, then she fell into Urahara Kisuke's trap. .

In just this moment, Urahara Kisuke seized the opportunity.

The slender fingers were slowly raised, the joints slightly bent and aimed at the furious Gwen, and a voice suddenly became deeper.

"The Ninth Path of Binding: Collapsing Wheel!"

"The Thirty Years of Binding Dao: The Mouth Flashes Three Times!"

"Sixty One of the Binding Dao: Six-Stand Light Prison!"

"Sixty-Two Hundred Step Railings of the Binding Dao!"

"Binding Dao No. 63: Chain Binding!"

Gwen didn't even have time to react before she was trapped by the layers of binding channels.

Five different forms of binding were released almost without any gaps, which shows how strong Urahara Kisuke's ghost is. Moreover, the superimposed five layers of binding channels were much stronger than a single binding channel, and even Gwen could not break free for a while.

"hateful!!!"

Gwen's eyes were red, and he roared angrily. His spiritual pressure instantly climbed to the limit, and the five-layer binding path creaked. It was obvious that it couldn't last long: "Do you think you can trap me with this kind of thing?! "

"I never thought of it that way."

Urahara Kisuke showed a kind smile and said: "My goal is very simple, that is, I just need to restrain you for a period of time."

"What...what do you want to do!" Gwen suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Did I say that before?"

Urahara Kisuke said with a self-conscious smile: "The four basics of Shinigami are called Zanken Zuki. Now that you have seen the swordsmanship, it is time for you to see the last one, Kidō."

As the words fell, Gwen's heart palpitations became more intense.

Urahara Kisuke pointed to the sky, his spiritual power suddenly boiling, and he recited a mantra in his mouth: "The turbid coat of arms is faintly revealed, the unruly and arrogant talent; the surge, denial, paralysis, moment, hindering eternal sleep. The crawling iron Princess, a clay doll that keeps mutilating itself, combine, rebound, and extend to the ground, know your own powerlessness!"

"Broken Dao No. 90: Black Coffin!"