Chapter 143 Brothers Turn Against Each Other, Swords Against Each Other

"This is……"

"where?"

Muramasa stared blankly at the world in front of him, his expression a little dazed.

He remembered clearly that he used the hookless sword ability on Kisaragi Akira, but the other party did not close his heart, so he entered the other party's Zanpakutō world.

But the scene in front of me was a bit too real.

As we all know, because the Zanpakutō comes from the soul of the God of Death, the world of the Zanpakutō is actually an illusion of the inner subconsciousness of the God of Death.

Muramasa has seen many Zanpakutō worlds, dangerous, terrifying, terrifying, wonderful, magical, and countless types, but he has never seen such a real one.

Other people's Zanpakutō worlds have more or less fictional scenes. For example, Muramasa's own world is actually a scene of countless stone pillars standing in a lake.

The exact same scenery does not exist in reality.

Looking back at what he saw now, the scenes were so real that Muramasa once wondered if he had ever been here before.

Hillsides, soil, trees, country roads...

He tried teleporting to explore the world and look for traces of the Zanpakutō.

The trees on both sides of the road are becoming more and more dense, and the shades of the trees are drooping, which makes the environment a bit gloomy, as if dark clouds have condensed.

Finally, at the end, a majestic and majestic shrine is located here.

"That guy's Zanpakutō must be in here, right?"

With this thought in mind, Muramasa stepped into the shrine.

The next second.

The picture changes.

The imaginary offering did not appear, and the sound of metal friction and collision lingered in my ears. After fermentation, deafening thunder burst out.

The temple became transparent, with countless tiny black shadows woven within it.

The endless deep darkness is like thick blood, flowing gurglingly.

The ink colors of heaviness, fear, pain, and despair were outlined in the sky, until everything within sight was covered in darkness.

Silence has become the main color of the shrine.

"What's this……"

In Muramasa's horrified gaze, the suspended black chain appeared in front of him.

You can't see the end from above, and you can't see the end from below.

It's like connecting two ends of the world.

Countless delicate structures formed by spiritual pressure-level souls are interlocking and moving slowly. The deafening thunderous sound comes from here.

"Is this the Zanpakutō of Akira Kisaragi?"

Without much hesitation, Muramasa activated his ability, and lavender spiritual pressure burst out freely, all surging onto the chain.

However, before he could instill the idea of ​​"resisting his master" into his mind, Muramasa noticed something unusual.

The extremely heavy spiritual pressure suddenly fell, as if the sky collapsed and the world was destroyed.

Muramasa's pupils shrank suddenly, and he tried to use his own spiritual pressure to counterattack and defend, but in front of this spiritual pressure, the power he was proud of was like foam exposed to the scorching sun.

Snapped.

There was a shattering sound, and Muramasa's body immediately twisted, and his limbs made a numbing crunching sound, as if an invisible big hand had forcefully squeezed it into a ball.

As the branch-like black shadow clung to it, the ball burst out with an explosion sound, and all traces were instantly erased.

When Muramasa's spiritual pressure completely disappeared, the black shadow faded away, and the shrine returned to its former silence. The black chain was suspended above the altar table, still moving slowly.

The surrounding area is clean and free from any dust.

Just like the beginning.

…………

Muramasa came to his senses, and before he could say anything, he opened his mouth and a large mouthful of blood spurted out, completely staining his blood-stained white coat.

His face, which was already as pale as a ghost, was now as pale as paper, just like Jushiro Ukitake who had been seriously ill for hundreds of years.

He looked at the bewildered Ru Yueming in fear. Regardless of hurting his body, he immediately burst out at several times his previous speed and left his side in a flash.

"Muramasa, what on earth are you doing?!"

Kuchiki Xianghe was surprisingly angry. If it hadn't been for the good quality education he had received, he would have cursed now.

He created opportunities for him one after another, but Muramasa not only failed to grasp it, but even made himself embarrassed, which was extremely infuriating.

"Xianghe, I..."

Muramasa hesitated. In fact, he didn't know exactly what happened, but the extreme fear radiating from the depths of his bones made him resist instinctively.

"This guy is weird and my abilities have no effect on him."

With the help of Kuchiki Xianghe's spiritual pressure, Muramasa's injuries eased a lot.

When he said this, he couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

Facing the chasing enemies, he was of no use at all. Instead, he frequently borrowed his master's spiritual pressure to repair himself.

"Since the ability is ineffective, then use other methods to deal with him!"

Kuchiki Xianghe's tone suddenly became much colder.

Muramasa, who noticed this change, had a subtle change in his expression, but soon, the potential loyalty deep in his heart quickly erased the bad impact.

Muramasa, who received the order from Kuchiki Hikawa, did not hesitate at all. He immediately drew his sword and slashed, and all the spiritual pressure wrapped around the outside of his body was shattered——

It blends into the blade in your hand, causing the blade light on it to erupt with a terrifying impact.

Even if the ability is ineffective, Muramasa can still show extremely strong combat effectiveness just by relying on his own panel value.

Even the ordinary Death Captain was no match for him.

Unfortunately, he met Ruyue Ming, who couldn't be compared with common sense.

Seeing Muramasa roaring and slashing at him with a blade, Ruyue Ming no longer bothered with those who had and didn't, and immediately fought with him.

Deep purple flames erupted and turned into a terrifying pillar of fire, burning everything around them.

The black chain was wrapped around his right arm, giving a second blessing to his spiritual body. At this moment, Ru Yueming felt that he was terrifyingly strong.

One bone!

A punch without any fanfare.

Chains and blades collided, gold and iron intertwined, friction burned, and the vibrating screams like piercing clouds and cracking stones echoed continuously.

Circles of dust suddenly exploded from the ground centered around the two of them, the earth made an overwhelming sound, and countless cracks were evenly distributed on the battlefield.

Kuchiki Xianghe raised his Zanpakutō, pointing the tip of the knife straight at the moonlight. A layer of frost condensed on the blade, and the ultimate chill brewed in it.

"Bingya Zhenglan!"

In the atmosphere, the temperature dropped sharply!

As the blade fell, countless amounts of ice and snow exploded from the tip of the blade, rushing towards Ru Yueming in a mighty manner.

Like a flood that bursts a dike, everything it passes by is frozen and covered with a thick layer of ice.

"Well done!"

Kisaragi Akira grinned, and his spiritual pressure exploded. He stepped forward, and his arrogant body slammed into Muramasa. Suddenly, the figure flew backwards, and he could no longer be restrained.

Looking at the approaching Bingya Zhenglan, he curled his lips and turned around to avoid it, letting the extreme coldness pass him by.

The hair was frozen a little, but was quickly melted by the red thunder blue flames.

The Bingya Zhenglan shot that had been prepared for a long time cannot be said to be useless, it can only be said that it is ridiculously crooked.

Kuchiki Xianghe's eyes widened.

It was completely unexpected that Ru Yueming, who had been acting recklessly from beginning to end, would choose to dodge at this moment.

What the hell is this guy doing? !

"You guys who don't have the soul of a mage, let's see what the real ghost is."

Relying on the rapidly recovering spiritual pressure, Ru Yueming opened fire directly, condensing one thunder sword suspended in the air at his side.

The scorching heat burned the air, and the crackling arc flashed continuously.

A perfectly good battlefield was turned into a shoddy light show. The ubiquitous light pollution almost blinded the eyes of Kuchiki Xianghe on the opposite side.

Looking at this exaggerated scene, the corners of Kuchiki Xianghe's mouth twitched, and for a moment he was unable to identify Ruyue Ming's species.

Could it be said that this is an all-rounder?

At the beginning of the battle, Ruyue Ming's fighting skills were at a level that ordinary Shinigami could not reach in their lifetime.

Kuchiki Xianghe once thought that he was the strongest genius in Soul Society, but after seeing the guy in front of him, he began to waver deep in his heart.

Could it be said that Kuchiki Ginling was unable to recognize me just because he met Kisaragi Ming?

At this moment, Ruyue Ming didn’t know that he had become Kuchiki Xianghe’s eyes——

Other people’s children.

Ruyue Ming waved her hand, and her excited voice kept echoing:

"Death to you rats who spy on the king's treasure!"

After the words fell, the group of thunder and fire swords beside him exploded wildly. Countless rays of light intertwined together, like a long sword that penetrated the sky and the earth. It slashed horizontally and vertically, tearing the earth apart in an instant, annihilating countless agitated dust, and the defense fell apart. .

"The Eighty One of the Binding Dao: Duan Kong!"

Kuchiki Xianghe did not sit still and wait for death. When he noticed the strong dangerous aura, he immediately released the strongest defensive ghost path.

Substantial spiritual pressure burst out, instantly condensing a transparent barrier several meters high.

Thunder Fire Swords clustered on top of it, and cracks as dense as a spider web suddenly burst open.

Kuchiki Xianghe's expression changed, and he immediately dodged. The ultimate danger followed him like a shadow. When the majestic beam of light soared into the sky, it seemed as if it was about to tear the sky apart.

Kisaragi Ming came to Kuchiki Xianghe.

With a ferocious smile on his face, he punched out, and the air was blown away. Kuchiki Xianghe only had time to resist the wave with the blade in his hand, and then he flew backwards instantly.

Circles of gas explosions exploded in the air, and Kuchiki Xianghe felt as if his body had been hit by a locomotive, and there was no pain anywhere in his body.

When he struggled to climb out of the pit, he could clearly see the obvious collapse of his chest.

The sternum was beaten to pieces.

"cough!"

Kuchiki Xianghe spat out a mouthful of blood, his right hand glowed with a returning light, and he performed emergency treatment on the seriously injured body.

Just when Kisaragi Akira was about to beat the drowned dog, another wave of spiritual pressure appeared near the battlefield.

Familiar with a hint of strangeness.

Ru Yueming looked sideways and turned around, only to see a tall and handsome woman wrapped in plain clothes rushing towards this side.

The speed was so fast that it even left afterimages.

"Reinforcements from Xianghe?"

Ru Yueming squeezed his five fingers together and exploded, bursting out with a roar like thunder, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Unexpectedly, Kuchiki Xianghe had such foresight and tried to sway his will with beauty.

It's a pity that although he is lustful, he can also distinguish the occasion clearly.

Oroganagaru!

The moment the fist bone fell, a pillar of fire burst out from it, spraying deep purple.

In the low roar, thick air waves suddenly spread, and the burning flames roared and swept forward.

Seeing this, Jing Hua Shui Yue's expression suddenly changed, and she once again had a profound understanding of Ru Yue Ming's recklessness.

He didn't even ask, he just punched him.

Jing Hua Shui Yue dodged the blazing heat that hit her face in an extremely embarrassed manner.

Land, spin, step forward.

The shimmering blade has been held tightly between her slender fingers. No need for any chanting to explain the words. She only needs to see the blade's light to complete the hypnotic ritual.

"Broken Dao No. 73·Double Lotus Blue Fire Pendant."

The torrent of azure blue flames colored the dim sky, mercilessly submerging the mirror flower and water moon that activated its ability.

When the remaining warmth dissipated, the flowers in the mirror lost their original elegance and became a bit more charred and embarrassed.

If she hadn't used her spiritual pressure to defend in time, the Double Lotus Blue Fire Pendant just now would have been enough to burn it into dregs.

"hateful……"

Jinghua Shuiyue turned around and saw the face she least wanted to see at this moment.

He is still pure and calm, as if nothing in the world is enough to cause his emotions to fluctuate.

"Hey, Sosuke..."

When Ru Yueming saw the familiar figure, he immediately grinned, but before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed:

"Wait, something's wrong!"

Trouble.

Aizen sighed helplessly, it was still a step too late to hurry up and hurry up.

Jing Hua Shui Yue's complete hypnosis can be instantaneous. The moment you see it, you have become a prisoner of its manipulation.

He was able to crack it, relying on his own knowledge reserves and keen observation skills.

But as bright as the moon...

Aizen shook his head. It was not easy for him to say dirty words.

After all, he was the one who got this guy into trouble.

Kyoka Suigetsu showed a successful smile and began to perform manipulative hypnosis. Under her control, her existence, Kuchiki Hibiki and Muramasa's existence were erased.

Aizen turned into Kuchiki Hibiki.

Coupled with the fake Muramasa and Jinghua Suigetsu, all the actors are in place, and a big show is about to begin!

"Aizen Soyousuke, as smart as you are, how should you deal with the antagonism between close friends?"

Kyoka Suigetsu smiled, this feeling of manipulating the fate of others turned out to be so satisfying, no wonder Aizen was keen on capturing test materials with the power of complete hypnosis.

She wanted to get all the frustration she got from Aizen back from Akira Kisaragi.

Based on her understanding of Kisaragi Ming, it was impossible for this guy with only muscles in his mind to detect the truth.

Hurry up and start fighting!

Ru Yueming stood there and scratched his head. He felt his vision blurred for a while, and then the scene in front of him changed.

Forget it, don’t think about it anymore.

He has his own way of making judgments.

Just as one man and one sword were confronting each other, a figure burning with purple flames fell from the sky, and a powerful pressure erupted from the fist bones.

Aizen's expression changed slightly, and he was about to retreat and dodge.

Jing Hua Shui Yue was full of expectations, ready to watch this wonderful show.

However, when the fist was instantly enlarged in front of her eyes, Jinghua Shuiyue's expression froze.

boom! !

Pillars of fire rose into the sky, and heat waves surged!