Death: This Death is not serious

"Come again..."

Kenpachi Zaraki shouted, raising all his strength to the extreme, swinging the long sword in his hand.

He seemed to have turned back into that ferocious beast again. Before the Quincy could escape, they heard a crisp cutting sound.

It was the sound of the blade cutting through flesh and bones. Although they were already used to this sound, it was unusually clear this time.

Then, severe pain spread throughout the body. Some people were injured in the back, some were stabbed in the waist, and some had their necks cut off.

Although the wounds were different, they all fell to the ground without exception!

"Your Majesty, the outer defense force has been almost defeated, and the invaders are about to reach Silver Frame City!"

"Open the Sanctuary, let Gerard get ready, I will go to see my old friend in person."

"Yes!"

In front of the throne of the King of Quincy, Haschwald, who was kneeling on one knee, slowly raised his head.

At this time, it was less than half a spirit li away from the gate of Silver Frame City.

In the ruins, the advancing Shinigami suddenly stopped.

Yamamoto stood in front of the team with a long sword in his hand, his eyes cold and sharp.

Standing in front of him was a middle-aged man with black hair and black beard.

The black-haired man was about to speak when Yamamoto's icy voice suddenly came from the other side:

"It's been a thousand years, Yhwach!"

The man was the old man's old friend from a thousand years ago, the King of the Quincy - Yhwach!

"Yeah, it's been a long time, Yamamoto Shigekuni."

Yhwach responded indifferently, and at the same time his eyes swept over him and the Shinigami army behind him.

"I haven't seen you for more than 900 years. I didn't expect you to have become so weak that you actually need to rely on the power of others."

"Why, isn't the guy hiding in the pile of dead bodies here this time?"

"Ridiculous! Now there is no need to taint Chojiro's hands anymore. I am enough."

Amid the mocking voice, Yamamoto drew out Ryujin Jakka.

Boom!

With a sound, the flames burned fiercely, entwined around Yamamoto's body, and sparks flew everywhere.

"Shikai?"

Facing the burning Yamamoto, Yhwach spread his hands indifferently, with a scornful smile on his lips:

"You didn't seem to be so arrogant a thousand years ago."

Yamamoto grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and his ferocious smile made people shudder:

"I should say this to you. You dare to come to me alone, you are simply courting death!"

His voice was filled with murderous intent, as if it could penetrate a person's soul.

"Today, I will end your life with my own hands!"

Yamamoto's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he held the Ryujin Jaka in his hand tightly, as if he was ready to chop off Yhwach's head at any time.

However, just as he was about to swing the knife, his movement suddenly paused slightly.

Seeing this, Yhwach raised a sneer of contempt at the corner of his mouth and said sarcastically:

"What's wrong? Yamamoto Shigekuni, are you afraid and dare not attack?"

His tone was full of provocation and disdain.

You are such a troublesome brat, it's all your fault that your master is looked down upon!

Yamamoto couldn't help but glance at the sky with the corner of his eye.

Although he knew that this was not the Soul Society and there was nothing in the sky, he couldn't help but take another look.

Then, he sighed deeply, turned his head and looked at Unohana Retsu beside him, and said:

"Captain Unohana... give me that thing."

Unohana Retsu immediately understood what he meant, and without hesitation took out a shadow-invading drug and threw it at him.

Yamamoto caught it steadily with one hand, and swallowed it directly into his stomach without even looking at it.

Are you kidding? What's there to worry about the medicine sent by the apprentice's wife?

Sure enough, as soon as he swallowed it, Yamamoto felt a weak, hollow power surging in his abdomen.

But he did not show any signs of hollowing, which made him feel relieved.

Unohana Retsu, who was standing by, seemed to remember something and reminded him:

"Captain, you don't need to take the medicine orally, just carry it with you."

"......."

Why didn't you say it earlier?

You and your wife are both poisonous, right? Why are you more unreliable than the other?

Yamamoto couldn't help but look at him, and his eyes seemed to ask:

"Is it that I didn't die at the hands of Yhwach, but at your hands?"

Unohana Retsu seemed to be completely unconcerned, and waved his hand, signaling him to relax:

"It's okay, Captain, it will work if you take it, but you may have diarrhea symptoms in two days."

Hearing this, Yamamoto immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it's a bit embarrassing, it's better to have diarrhea than to lose your life.

The next second, Yamamoto appeared in front of Yhwach, and chopped down with the flaming sword without hesitation.

Yhwach smiled slightly.He raised his head, showed a contemptuous smile, and whispered:

"Shikai? Do you think you can threaten me with this?"

He quickly stretched out his hand and grasped the Annihilation Cross, turning it into a sharp spirit sword, easily blocking this powerful blow.

Yhuhabach laughed coldly:

"What can you do with this level? You are old, Yamamoto Shigekuni!"

Yamamoto responded in a low voice:

"Really? Then you will see with your own eyes how I will completely defeat you from flesh and blood to soul! Let you be shattered to pieces!!"

Before he finished speaking, the flame in Yamamoto's hand suddenly went out, as if swallowed by an invisible force.

Yhuhabach looked at the scene in front of him in astonishment, and a trace of uneasiness surged in his heart.

However, Yamamoto's eyes were cold.

He tightly grasped the charred ancient sword in his hand, and wisps of fire smoke slowly rose from the blade, emitting a palpitating breath.

"Bankai, Zankadachi!"

Yamamoto's voice was cold and powerful, like a bell announcing the judgment of the gods.

"Zankadachi, a Bankai that seals the flames into the sword. Once it is swung, everything is over."

"I really miss the Blazing Sword that burns everything it hits with explosive flames!"

Yhuhabach opened his arms and laughed.

He recalled the scene when he fought with Yamamoto, and the Blazing Sword at that time left a deep impression on him.

"Zankadachi·East·Rising Sun Blade!"

Yamamoto didn't waste any words, and swung the long sword in his hand fiercely.

A fiery slash came down, sweeping towards Yhuhabach with the momentum of destroying the world.

Yhuhabach dodged the blow by moving sideways, but a deep gully was cut out in the ground in an instant.

"It clearly hit the corner of the clothes, but it didn't release the explosion. Is it different from the ability I saw nine hundred years ago?"

"But it doesn't matter. Although it is powerful, it will just cut you directly without touching the knife!"

Yhuhabach's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a smug smile.

As soon as the voice fell, his figure disappeared without a trace, as if blending into the air.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared behind Yamamoto again, with the cross sword of extinction in his hand flashing cold light.

"The difference in spiritual pressure makes your seemingly terrible attack method very ridiculous."

"A slash that can't hit is meaningless, Yamamoto Shigekuni!"

Yhuhabach said sarcastically, with a flash of contempt in his eyes.

Then, Yuhabach swung a knife at Yamamoto's back without hesitation.

However, at the moment when the knife was about to hit Yamamoto, his face suddenly showed astonishment.

His cross sword of extinction melted at the moment of hitting!

But Yamamoto in front of him was ablaze, his body and blade seemed to be covered with the dazzling and scorching sun!

Zanka no Tachi·Western·Zanri Yugi!