Chapter 262: Nine Hundred and Ninety-Nine Thousand Horses

The moisture in the atmosphere evaporated rapidly, and the anxious breath spread like ripples.

A sun rose slowly in Hueco Mundo, and the coldness of the past was no longer replaced by a terrifying heat wave that made it difficult to breathe.

This time, not only the people present, but also Xuye Palace thousands of kilometers away noticed something was wrong.

The Xuye Palace, which had a suitable temperature, was replaced by burning heat at some point. Every time I took a breath, it felt like a hot knife was stabbing my throat, and the burning pain was immersed.

The expressions of the Ten Blades were extremely solemn.

Yamamoto showed a strength they had never seen before.

I thought that the ghost-like posture just now was already the limit, but I didn't expect that it was just the tip of the iceberg.

When the swastika unfolded, although their steel skin was hot, a deathly coldness spread deep in their hearts.

If this is the case dozens of kilometers away from the battlefield, what will it be like in the center?

How powerful is King Kisaragi who can make this old man take such a stance? !

Yamamoto held the charcoal-like long knife tightly, black ashes fell from the blade, and a thick plume of white smoke rose slowly.

His expression was also extremely solemn.

Although I have never met him, I have heard Akira Kisaragi talk about his swastika.

At that time, this kid didn't know the name of Swastika, so he simply described the changes after Swastika.

A complex pattern of black lines appeared on the body, and the black hair turned into pure white like snow.

The most important thing is that when you face the swastika Kisaragi Akira, you will have the illusion of facing the whole world.

This also coincides with Yamamoto's feelings at this time.

When facing Ruyue Ming who has transformed into a demon god, the heavy oppression seems to be against the world!

Without much hesitation, at the moment Kisaragi Akira raised his finger, Yamamoto took the lead in raising the residual fire sword in his hand and slashed it down vertically without any fancy.

It is no longer as powerful as when it was first released, it is just like an ordinary flat chop.

Faced with this blow, Ru Yueming did not choose to resist. Driven by instinct, he dodged sideways, and the charred blade fell down, and the tip of the knife touched the charred gravel.

boom!

A dull loud noise erupted, and the desert in front of the tip of the knife disappeared instantly, revealing a huge canyon like an abyss, with no end as far as the eye could see.

Countless gravel disappeared at this moment, as if it had been completely wiped away!

If the Ryuken Ruohuo is the ultimate explosive flame that burns the world, then the residual fire sword is the destruction of all things with the explosive flame sealed in the blade!

The high temperature generated when it is fully expanded alone is enough to evaporate all the water in a world!

Although he was not attacked, Ruyue Ming was still affected by the burst of residual heat, and his body showed burn marks.

But as if he didn't know the pain, his eyes that turned from gold to blood red exuded violence, and his extremely cold eyes were locked on Yamamoto.

"Roar!!"

As if declaring war, Ru Yueming in the virtual state let out a deafening roar, and the sound waves visible to the naked eye spread around him.

In just the blink of an eye, the scorch marks on his body completely disappeared.

Ring.

The ferocious face like a demon suddenly appeared in front of Yamamoto's eyes, and when he pinched his fingers together, a low sound like metal friction erupted, and he punched out without any concealment.

Yamamoto sheathed his sword and slashed backwards, and the residual fire sword, which was smoking white, touched the fist bone at an extremely precise angle.

A hurricane broke out, and countless golden arcs surged out from his fist bones.

Explosive flames poured out, and the ultimate red heat burst out from the charred black blade.

boom! !

A huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky, burning everything in it, and the aftermath covered the earth.

As the impact spread, the ashes stagnated for a moment, and then countless dust boiled and burned, evaporating in the scorching heat.

When the smoke dissipated, the two figures reappeared in everyone's sight.

Ru Yueming's right hand was burned black, and ashes fell from it, looking like he had been severely injured.

Seeing this, Yamamoto felt a little calmer.

Kisaragi Boy is a bit stronger, but not yet invincible.

With his old bones, he can still suppress it if he uses all his firepower.

I just don’t know how long this virtualization process will last.

If the time is too long, he can still hold on, but Hueco Mundo will not be able to hold on.

Feeling the heat coming from his nose, Yamamoto's expression became a little more solemn.

However, at this moment, an unexpected scene happened.

Ru Yueming raised his left hand, grabbed it on his right arm, pinched his fingers together, and ashes fell from between his fingers. With a strong force, a whole charred arm was torn off.

Yamamoto frowned and had a bad premonition in his heart.

On the cross section, the flesh buds were crawling crazily, weaving, and growing downwards.

In an instant, a brand new arm grew out.

Black lines clung to it, and the sizzling arcs screamed.

Without any pause, while the arm grew, Kisaragi Akira started the ring again, and with a high-pitched scream, a ferocious smile appeared in front of Yamamoto.

boom! !

Facing the villain, Yamamoto did not dare to be careless at all.

The blazing flames erupted on the scarred body, sweeping and covering it in all directions, evaporating everything.

The temperature climbed again, as if there was no limit.

Can Huo Tai Sword·West·Can Ri Prison Clothes!

Yamamoto seemed to be wrapped in the sun, and the bursting flames covered the blade, like a demon coming out of hell.

The raging flames turned into an endless ocean, burning everything to their heart's content, and even the gravel below began to melt.

Facing the terrifying high temperature of 15 million degrees, Ruyue Ming, who had lost his mind, didn't know what fear was at all. He showed a ferocious smile and rushed forward.

Boom!

Another fierce collision without reservation caused the entire Hueco Mundo to boil, and the scalding foehn wind rose from the ground, dyeing the night sky crimson.

The thin air vibrated and rioted, and countless scorching air waves echoed between heaven and earth.

Ru Yueming's defense was stretched to the limit, and he was wearing the Zanri Prison Clothes to perform crazy output. Countless fist shadows fell, and his flesh and blood evaporated and recovered instantly.

For a time, Yamamoto was suppressed from all directions.

"Ninety-nine Binding Dao: Forbidden!"

At the critical moment, Aizen came to help in time, and the No. 99 Binding Road that abandoned the chant appeared out of thin air, imprisoning Ruyue Ming's hands.

There was a brief stagnation in the violent offensive. Yamamoto took a deep breath and recovered a little.

Although he is known as the strongest god of death in thousands of years, he still cannot resist the erosion of time.

As a hexagonal warrior, Yamamoto's only weakness is probably his lack of physical strength due to his age.

Aizen did not stop, staring calmly ahead, chanting the Kidō incantation again before the leather strips and nails were broken.

"The Ninety-nine of the Binding Dao·No. 2·Swastika Ban."

"First song, stop the tension."

The spiritual pressure surged and turned into a strip of cloth containing powerful confinement power. It was wrapped and sealed on Ru Yueming's body, instantly changing the trajectory of his attack.

"Two Qu·Bai Lian Bolan."

Hundreds of iron nails appeared out of thin air, and while the burns on Ru Yueming's body had not fully recovered, they penetrated directly through the thick skin and penetrated deeply into the flesh.

"Final song·Swastika Taifeng!"

The spiritual pressure surged into the sky, condensed into a huge stone tablet under the crescent moon, and fell with a crash.

Countless dust rose up, covering the sky and the sun, and spread dozens of kilometers away in an instant.

The exaggerated performance once made people think that someone had been completely solved.

"finished?"

Because of the isolation of the binding path, Ruyue Ming's spiritual pressure was extremely weak, and Yamamoto was unable to judge its current state.

Aizen's face did not show the slightest bit of relief, he shook his head and said:

"Now, unless we kill him completely, or place our hope on this guy to solve the void in the spiritual world."

"Otherwise, it would be impossible to end."

"The ninety-nine binding path is not enough to imprison him."

As soon as he finished speaking, the huge stone monument standing on the battlefield began to tremble, as if something huge had awakened below.

Yamamoto let out a heavy sigh, clutched the residual fire sword tightly, and walked to the stone tablet in an instant, with a more serious look on his expression.

I saw him suddenly inserting the blade into the sand, and the charred blade melted the surrounding gravel:

"Bodies, the embers of the dead scattered in my flames."

"Give me a helping hand and temporarily give you the joy of fighting!"

"Remnant Fire Taishou Nan·Fire Fire Ten Trillions Death Burial Formation!"

Fiery flames rushed out of the crushed and destroyed gravel, and countless cracks appeared. Ferocious bones climbed out of the cracks, instantly turning everything in front of them into a hell of Shura.

I originally wanted to kill the evildoer, but I was a little reluctant to do so when the time came.

Although this bastard boy is a little stupid, he is not bad at heart. Even if he has the entire Hueco Mundo, he still doesn't have any wolfish ambitions.

Compared to some villains who try to destroy the Three Realms at every turn, she is as pure as a white lotus.

Just grind it slowly.

I hope this bastard can master the blur before I run out of energy.

Yamamoto thought so.

When Ruyue Ming tore open the binding path imprisoned on his body and reappeared on the battlefield, he was greeted by an endless army of undead.

Filled with turbid and sticky spiritual pressure and scorching energy, the corpses walked on the battlefield flowing with magma, fearlessly launching an attack on the evil spirits ahead.

…………

boom! !

One person and one sword gave up their skills, returned to the realm of beasts, and allowed their instincts to dominate their bodies.

Cut off the shadow with bones, wash the ink with blood.

Melee fighting was pure to the extreme. Every time there was a collision, there was a roar, and the aftermath was surging, creating a huge shadow like a sea wave.

Fire burned, thunder exploded.

Kisaragi Ming transforms into a tireless machine, and every time he punches, he can completely smash one of Wujie's head, spine, cervical vertebrae, and heart.

However, in the spiritual world, the power of the Zanpakuto is almost endless.

Every time it is broken, it will recover within a very short period of time.

This ability is even more outrageous and rogue than Mao Zhihua Lie's All-in-One.

Coupled with the fact that he has activated the swastika, his combat power is already superior to that of most people.

But even so, he was still defeated by Ru Yueming with the same posture.

There was no chance for any resistance.

Seeing Ru Yueming's white hair dancing wildly and swinging out countless afterimages with her fists, Wujie felt the urge to curse.

He was led astray by this guy.

Obviously at the beginning, both sides were slashing at each other with knives. There were endless kendo moves and the fight was back and forth.

But the moment someone throws the knife, the fight changes.

He was brought into rhythm by Akira Kisaragi, abandoning his Zanpakutō and instead fighting with his two fists.

By the time Wujie discovered this, it was already too late.

Ola and Muda's roars resounded in the vast spiritual world, and the violent impact spread wantonly, turning the whole world upside down.

Soon, Wujie found himself in a trap.

This shameful guy in front of him led him astray, and then defeated him with rich experience.

"That's right!"

Ru Yueming grinned, "Fist to the flesh is the romance of men."

A loud bang burst out, the fist shadow fell with a bang, and the world made an overwhelmed explosion sound, stirring up the waves.

Facing this blow, Wujie didn't even have the idea of ​​resisting.

Let himself collapse in an instant, turning into a pool of shadow, and merging into the sea of ​​shadows below.

In a moment, he was reborn again.

Unlike before, the black lines on Wujie's body changed slightly, with more branch-like marks.

Soon, the two sides started fighting again.

The earth-shaking explosions came one after another, like a fleeting sun, wantonly spreading out a flare storm.

After a brief confrontation, Ru Yueming gained the upper hand again.

However, when he tried to smash Wujie's head again.

Something strange happened.

The black torrent broke out with Wujie as the center, and he opened the five fingers of his left hand and pressed directly towards Ru Yueming.

In the center of the palm, the tree-like lines cracked, and an eye grew out, the pupils squirmed, and the heavy pressure like the sky fell down.

At this moment, the world stopped!

The flow of wind, the squirming of shadows, the impact of the explosion, the spread of the aftermath...

Even Ru Yueming's movements were stopped.

As if the pause button was pressed, everything in the spiritual world was frozen.

Except Wujie.

The black figure walked in front of Ru Yueming, and he pulled out the ink-like Zanpakuto from the shadow under his feet.

Looking at the person in front of him, Wujie showed a sense of joy and success on his face:

"Ming, did you see that?"

"The invincible fist didn't seem to give you the final victory."

He raised his Zanpakutō and tried to end the battle, but at this moment, Wujie suddenly found that Ruyueming's mouth corners were slightly curved.

Anxiety instantly swept through his body!

"Wujie, you are too narrow-minded!"

The tendons and bones moved, the muscles flowed like water, the black lines seemed to come alive, and the white hair danced wildly behind his head.

At this moment, Ruyueming broke through the power of "stillness".

"How can a little power of controlling the eyes be compared with a body that has been tempered for thousands of times?"

Ruyueming showed a grim smile, and wisps of white air overflowed from between his teeth. The five fingers of his right hand opened, pulling the bursting wind, and pinched them together in an instant.

A deafening roar followed.

"Watch carefully and learn well."

"This move is called-"

"Nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand horses·The boundary of no self!"

It sounded like a heavenly drum.

When the heavy punch landed, the whole world trembled!

…………

Under the iron-red sky.

Yamamoto looked at the tireless Ru Yueming, and waves of fatigue surged into his body and mind.

He had used all the means he could.

Even the Fire Fire Ten Trillion Death Burial Formation could not stop his progress. As a last resort, Yamamoto could only rush in with a knife again and start a battle between master and apprentice.

But when his attack showed a moment of decline, something strange happened!

With Ru Yueming as the center, a spiritual pressure light column burst into the sky, and the expanding aftermath radiated directly over a range of thousands of kilometers.

Yamamoto, who was on the opposite side, was under tremendous pressure that ordinary people could not imagine.

When he thought he was going to face another violent attack, the spreading light column stopped abruptly.

Everything returned to calm.

A pair of familiar eyes appeared in front of him, the bone mask was broken, and a reassuring smile appeared on Ru Yueming's face:

"Teacher, I'm back..."