Chapter 397 When the curtain ends

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Tsubaki flowers, like little stars dissipated.

The flower language of the sixth team badge is noble and rational, which is in line with the noble temperament.

But when the Tsubaki flower, which symbolized rationality and purity, disappeared, Kuchiki Byakuya's violent Reiatsu overflowed for thousands of meters, and the blazing white light was like a blazing sun in the sky, like a head whose instincts had been suppressed for a long time. The beast finally broke free from the cage called reason.

Final Scene · White Emperor Sword!

This move does not have any skills, only the intention of exhausting all the death!

Concentrating all of one's own spiritual pressure on the tip of the sword is tantamount to giving up all defenses and retreats, and entrusting the victory and defeat and will to the sword in the hand, so that the terrifying power that is enough to penetrate the world and cut off all obstacles in front of you can burst out. .

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

The mighty sword stance, which is endlessly moving forward and never dying, spreads all over every corner of the space in an instant.

The entire cloud layer set off endless raging waves, like thousands of thunders roaring, the sky was torn apart by the dazzling pure white light, and ripples swayed layer after layer, making the void of thousands of miles shake violently like the atmosphere. A piercing cracking sound was emitted.

When Ulziola reacted, he realized that he had nowhere to go.

The blazing and dazzling White Emperor Sword had already locked his breath, and the mighty sword light came along with the agitation, sealing the space in all directions, leaving no way for him to escape.

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

"This Reiatsu..."

At the bottom of Ulquiorra's eyes as calm as a flat lake, ripples finally appeared at this moment: "I admit you... As the first death god to fight with me, I will remember your name. ......Kuchiki Byakuya!"

Finally, the Ten Blades of Sequence 4 intends to take it seriously.

But unexpectedly, He did not choose to liberate, but slowly raised a slender finger with clear joints. Deep in those dark green eyes, calm and indifference were restored as always. It seems that this is enough for Him. .

hum-

Full of ominous pitch-black Reiatsu,

Gathered on that pale fingertip.

Different from the dark green phantom flashes that appeared before, this phantom flash was only in the gathering stage, and it had already displayed a frightening formidable power. The space around where the dark spiritual pressure gathered, already showed a local distortion state.

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

"Sure enough...not in the state of liberation, it is still a bit difficult to release this move." After the move was completed, Ulquiorra's breath became a little vain, obviously this move did not count for his consumption. Xiao: "But to deal with you, this should be enough."

hula-la-

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

The sacred wings are raised high, condensing the sword of death with a little point on the sword, and it will bring divine punishment to those who blaspheme ahead.

"White Emperor Sword!!!"

"Black Void Flash."

One black, one white.

At the moment of the collision, the world suddenly fell into silence.

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

The sky and the earth were smudged into two colors, the grand and sacred dazzling white light, and the abyss-like black, as if to send a vague foreshadowing to the world, this is a confrontation representing justice and evil .

And the result also affects everyone's heart.

The next moment, an earth-shattering roar resounded above Jiuxiao.

The intense spiritual pressure boiled like lava, roaring and exuding scorching high temperature enough to melt steel, completely igniting the atmosphere within a radius of 10,000 meters. Finally runaway.

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

Under the confrontation between the two spiritual pressures that was comparable to that of a heavenly father, the sky was swept up by the mighty might, and thousands of wind dragons were rolled up.

woohoo-

The air waves are emptied, blowing endless smoke and dust.

Hundreds of blocks of high-rise buildings collapsed like reaping wheat, and the ground continued to collapse with violent vibrations, and cracks several feet wide criss-crossed like cobwebs, spreading all over the city.

Looking at the scene of destruction in front of them, the three of Tony's hearts trembled, and they were horrified for a while, but they were lucky.

If it wasn't for Lord's protection, I'm afraid they would have been shocked to death on the spot by the burst of tyrannical energy.

"Is this... the power of the god of death?"

Tony stared at it all, and a feeling he had never felt before spread.

"It's not over yet~"

Lorde smiled lightly 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!

Taking advantage of Gwen's attention, Urahara Kisuke suddenly appeared in front of her in a blink of an eye, and when he raised the red princess in his hand, it was a stab to the face. The speed was so fast that an afterimage almost appeared. than before.

"It's ridiculous, do you think I'd be unprepared?" Gwen suddenly sneered, and the probing nerves had already discovered Kisuke Urahara, so he calmly avoided the knife, and then the fangs in his right hand pierced directly.

"Yahahahah~ I was actually discovered." Urahara Kisuke deliberately showed panic, and avoided the stabbing fangs. .

"Damn clogs man, shut up!" Gwen slammed into his forehead with anger, and for some reason he became extremely emotional. He stepped forward again, trying to tear up the nasty man in front of him.

"So scary~ so scary~" Urahara Kisuke exclaimed with an exaggerated expression, and was almost stabbed by poisonous fangs again.

After several attacks, he failed to hit the man in clogs in front of him, which made Gwen even more angry. When he recklessly raised his Reiatsu and even forgot his sanity, he just fell into Urahara Kisuke's trap. .

Just this moment, Urahara Kisuke seized the opportunity.

The slender fingers slowly lifted, the joints bent slightly to aim at the furious Gwen, and a voice suddenly became low.

"The Nine of Binding Dao: Collapsing Wheel!"

"Thirty of Binding Dao: Three flashes of mouth!"

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

"The Sixty-two Hundred-step Railing of the Dao!"

"Sixty-three of the Dao: Binding with a lock!"

Gwen didn't even have time to react, and was trapped by the layers of restraints.

Five different forms of bondage were released almost without interval, which shows how strong Urahara Kisuke's ghost path is. And the superposition of the five-fold bondage is far stronger than that of a single bondage, and even Gwen can't break free for a while.

"hateful!!!"

Gwen's eyes were red, and he roared angrily, the spiritual pressure climbed to the limit in an instant, and the five-fold bondage creaked, obviously it won't last long: "Do you think you want to 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, just to restrain you for a while."

"What are you...what are you trying to do!" Gwen suddenly had an ominous foreboding.

"I said it before, didn't I?"

Urahara Kisuke smiled to himself and said, "The four foundations of the god of death are called Slashing the Fist and Walking the Ghost. Since you have already seen swordsmanship, then it is time for you to see the last one, the ghost way."

The words fell, and Gwen's heart palpitations became stronger.

Urahara Kisuke pointed to the sky, his spiritual power suddenly boiled, and he recited the incantation: "The turbid coat of arms is faintly revealed, and the unruly and arrogant talent; the tide, the negation, the paralysis, the moment, hinders the long sleep. The crawling iron Princess, the clay puppet that is constantly self-mutilating, combining, rebounding, and extending to the ground, know your own powerlessness!"

"The Ninety of the Broken Dao: Black Coffin!"