Chapter 66 066: Just swinging a knife

Swastika.

It is the second stage of liberation of the Zanpakutō after the first stage of liberation... the first release of the Zanpakutō, and is also the final form of the Zanpakutō.

It can liberate and use the Zanpakutō's abilities more thoroughly and comprehensively.

Even in the long history of Soul Society, there are very few Shinigami who can do this.

Because this not only requires the use of extraordinary spiritual power.

At the same time, the other party also needs to be able to connect with the Zanpakutō's mind, have a complete dialogue with it, or make the other party surrender.

Regardless of the means.

No matter the genre.

All of this will flow into the sea like a river, and will finally converge and become a fixed result.

The new form after liberating the Zanpakutō is also the final resort of the God of Death.

Aizen had already stood in front of Tosen Kaname, and showed an expression of emotion at this moment.

"Being able to force a captain-level figure to this point... is perfect. Is this your true strength, Shizuya-kun?"

boom! !

The buzzing sound in the sky and the earth was like the sound of thunder. It was already late at night in Seireitei, but at this moment, a violent wind blew up out of thin air.

Kakakakakaka…

Above the head, the originally clear and bright moon had disappeared without knowing when.

Instead, there was a hazy, low, dark cloud that seemed to swallow up the entire sky.

Reiatsu overflowed in the air, filling the air with a presence that made it impossible to look away.

Such power made the two people not far away feel the strangeness in an instant.

Dongxian Kaname suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

His body was shaking uncontrollably, and his subconscious was screaming crazily, making a sharp sound like a roar.

Instinct was telling him to stay away from here and not get any closer.

Dongxian took half a step back subconsciously.

But his back was gently held by Aizen, and he heard the other person speak at this moment.

"Yes, calm down."

Tōsen Kaname, who had just woken up from a dream, suddenly turned around and saw Aizen looking at him with a half-smile.

"Sorry, sorry!"

"It's okay, don't blame yourself. It's your first time observing another person's interpretation from such a distance, so it's reasonable to have such a reaction."

Aizen pushed up his glasses calmly, his tone as calm as flowing water.

"Without a spiritual pressure base that can compete, facing a captain-level figure who is further amplified by the **** and exerts his full power...just being able to stand on the spot is already a quite outstanding figure."

That's exactly what happened.

The gap between the gods of death is so obvious.

There are many similar examples of the power to break rules by turning bricks and flying bricks with great force.

so…

Arima Shizu will not be an exception either.

Swastika.

"Crush, ravage, control life and death..."

"Come on, Yama!!"

The thick mist was blown away at this moment, and the sweeping wind was like a landslide and tsunami, completely destroying the sea area transformed by spiritual power.

From the splashing water, Kiyoshiro's body finally appeared.

He seemed to have completely broken away from the concept of 'human form'.

At this moment, it not only expanded to more than five meters high.

Even his appearance had undergone earth-shaking changes - two rolled-up horns protruded from the top of his head, and two horrific wounds were forced open between his ribs on the left and right sides.

Two pairs of broad, thick hands twisted out and stretched out.

Two-thirds of the body was covered with black lines, as if the whole person was from Guiyan City, which had swam from the Nine Netherworld. At this moment, it looked up to the sky and let out a shout.

"Gahahahaha!"

He laughed wildly and danced his arms wildly, and the punched palms inflated the air, causing the latter to be forced to stir, rippling like ripples on water.

Boom boom boom boom! !

The victim named Air is constantly transformed and ravaged, completely destroying the surrounding streets and floors.

The building was completely shattered, lost its shape, and was even forced into its most basic form.

Gui Yancheng laughed wildly and shouted at the top of his lungs as if to show off his strength.

"Did you see it? My great demon Yama!"

"The Zanpakutō has no meaning anymore. I am the sharpest sword! My six arms can shoot out air waves, and the efficiency is six times that of before!" "Come out! Why don't you come out yet?!"

"Then I'll destroy the whole street! Then you can transform back into a spirit child along with the ruins!"

Yama, the great demon.

Abandoning the human image, the horns and six arms strengthen the ability to control the air and perfectly realize the zero-distance attack method.

I see.

This is the true strength of Kiiganjo Kenpachi.

In the land of nothingness, Arima Shizuya's eyes remained calm as usual.

The gap between the two sides is beyond words. If this confrontation continues, Arima Shizuya will definitely die.

But at this moment, he couldn't escape with just his own strength.

Kiiganjo had no reason to let his spiritual pressure go away, and now he started attacking regardless, which confirmed this.

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Do you think you will be able to catch it without any help? The answer is of course no.

It is definitely not Arima Shizuya's style to be slaughtered at the neck.

The parameters changed, and the sea of ​​confusion was opened up. There is no point in continuing to output at this time.

Arima Shizuya's figure finally appeared.

He appeared directly in front of Kiyan Castle, nearly ten meters away from the other party.

The rampaging monster immediately noticed something strange. Veins popped out on its four arms, and it roared and waved.

It is to completely penetrate the air.

Without any surprise, Arima Shizuya's body was completely shattered—not into running water, but into a spirit child like powder.

There is no way to recover, which means that there is no retreat in any sense for Arima Shizu.

"Go to hell, you brat!"

While shouting, Gui Yancheng looked to the left.

Arima Shizuya's scattered spiritual pressure was being reorganized, and he transformed back into a person holding a Zanpakutō on the left side.

Silently, he waved the long knife in his hand and slashed it down...but there was a harsh echo.

The blade couldn't even break through the opponent's skin, it was like cutting into a steel pillar with a utility knife.

Such feeble resistance made Gui Yancheng smile proudly.

"What use is that kind of slender thing now?! Just go to hell, kid!"

With one punch, Shizuya Arima's spiritual pressure disappeared completely.

However, the young man seemed not to have heard these words at all, as he gathered his remaining spiritual pressure again and transformed into another expressionless clone.

Three steps forward, turning sideways to charge up... half-crouching, and swinging the knife.

With an extremely smooth movement, he struck the exact spot right in the middle.

Kiyancheng just waved his right hand impatiently, sweeping away the figure in front of him like dust.

"So I said it, this thing doesn't do anything to me at all..."

puff.

There was a soft sound that seemed to be nothing.

Accompanied by the acupuncture-like pain, Kiyancheng's expression instantly became stiff and weird.

…Well?

what happened?

He lowered his head and saw that the knife, which was as fragile as glass, was now shallowly inserted into his waist and abdomen.

The cut was not deep, but even so, Gui Yancheng showed an expression that was almost astonished.

Why did you get hurt? With such a gap in spiritual power, why could he break through his own leather armor?

This kid just now...

What did he do?

The little remaining spiritual pressure gathered again, and finally turned into two images of Arima Shizuya.

"Hey! What did you do?!"

He did not take the initiative to attack, and Gui Yancheng showed fear on his face at this moment.

"What did I do?"

Arima Shizuya on the left pondered for a moment.

"It's just a swing of the knife."

Arima Shizuya on the right chuckled softly.

"Well, that's how it seems to you."

(End of chapter)