A Zanpakutō at the beginning of Meiman

Let us bring our perspective back to Bipolar Hill.

Within the pitch-black sword array formed by Jian Jing, two figures collided stepping forward, setting off a billow of air and howling.

In just a few tens of breaths, the two sides have fought hundreds of times.

The super-speed combat that ordinary people can't see at all, the airflow bursting out between the flickering swords and swords, plowed the surrounding ground into ravines, like a series of shells suddenly exploded one after another.

The sound waves are mixed with the turbulent air waves, spreading like raging waves.

In an instant, earth, rocks and sand within a radius of tens of feet were lifted, and even the dead forest several hundred meters away was uprooted by the violent wind, and the sky was filled with gray dust, sweeping both sides.

During the fierce confrontation, Byakuya Kuchiki was shot seven or eight times in the body.

On the other hand, Frank didn't feel well either. He was slashed with more than a dozen knives. Although it wasn't fatal, it greatly consumed his physical strength.

"Drink ah ah ah!!!"

Frank's face was flushed, his body was beating like a dragon leaping like a dragon, and he was holding a big sword in both arms to strike hard.

The huge pitch-black sword edge swept across the sky, bursting out like a thunderous roar, bursting out with horrifying destructive power, and the surging waves of air swelled like a mighty thunderbolt sweeping away thousands of troops.

"Good come!"

But seeing that Kuchiki Byakuya showed no trace of fear on his face, he stood up and stepped into the range covered by the sword's edge.

The seemingly fragile Zanpakutō buzzed like a dragon that chooses someone to devour, passing by at an extremely tricky and weird angle, and directly hitting the force point of the pitch-black great sword, The power originally concentrated on the blade was cut off directly.

This sword not only subtly disintegrated the offensive, it was even accompanied by some kind of concussion force.

Paleness flashed across Frank's flushed complexion, and the shocking force was transmitted along the blade, causing countless bloody mouths to split open on his wrist and tiger's jaw, and the pitch-black knight sword almost fell out of his hand.

But before he could readjust his posture, a sharp sword light reflected in his eyes.

puff...

The cold blade pierced his throat and spilled a handful of hot blood on the ground.

"Justice Delayed!"

Before his consciousness dissipated, Frank activated his ability to rewind the time to six seconds ago.

The two of them returned to the position six seconds ago. Just as he was panting with lingering fear, Kuchiki Byakuya came in a blink of an eye, his black hair fluttering with the strong wind, and his cold eyes deeply reflected in his heart.

Qianbenzakura's blade fell, and the air flow rushed towards it.

In a hurry, Frank had no choice but to raise his sword to fight again, and the spiritual pressure wrapped on the black sword faced the slender blade.

when!

The crisp sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly echoed in my ears.

But the difference in strength between the two was so great that Frank could only retreat while vomiting blood, and manipulated the white bone armor to raise his gun and shoot.

bang bang bang bang bang...

A continuous roar sounded, and pitch-black bullets swept across the sky.

Kuchiki Byakuya didn't panic at all, his figure suddenly accelerated, and he pulled out an afterimage in an instant, tossing and turning in a square inch, and easily avoided all the bullets by almost a hair.

"Fack! Shunpo so fast!"

Seeing this, Frank continued to retreat, shooting continuously to force Byakuya Kuchiki, but he was cursing Shunpo's technique in his heart.

"do you know?"

Kuchiki Byakuya suddenly appeared in front of him, with ice-cold eyes, raised the blade in his hand high, and said indifferently: "It's still very difficult to hit a moving object with something like a pistol."

puff!

The sharp sword edge slashed down, accompanied by the sound of flesh and bones shattering.

Frank only felt a pain in his chest, and then an indescribable force erupted from his body. The moment his mind went blank, he flew upside down, his muscles and bones shattered in mid-air, and blood sprayed out all over the sky. fog.

"Late...justice!!!"

The ability is activated again, and the environment and characters change.

Six seconds before the time reset, Frank knelt down on one knee and gasped violently, sweat dripping from his forehead and chin.

"The fifth time..."

Kuchiki Byakuya walked over holding Senbon Sakura, and said calmly, "But with your Reiatsu, how long can you last?"

twice......

With a bitter look on Frank's face, he answered the question silently in his heart.

With his remaining Reiatsu now, he can only use 'Late Justice' twice more. Ten times is the best estimate at the peak state, but in a real fierce battle, the consumption is not enough to provide him with ten times back. Second-rate.

"You... are simply a monster!"

Frank looked at the man whose expression was still calm, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of astonishment in his heart: "You are clearly bearing the sins of nine people, but you can still act as if nothing happened. Is your heart made of stone?"

"It's just the sins of a dozen or so people..."

A trace of indifference flashed across Kuchiki Byakuya's eyes, and he said coldly, "If you want to overwhelm me with sin, it will take at least a few thousand people."

Thousands of people...

Frank was shocked from the bottom of his heart, and immediately felt helpless.

He is not a professional policeman, or a perverted murderer. Where did the crimes of more than a thousand people come from?

"If there is no other way, prepare to die."

Kuchiki Byakuya walked towards him holding Senbon Sakura, the pink spiritual pressure gradually rose, turning into raging flames and igniting the area of ​​the sword array.

Aware of Kuchiki Byakuya's naked killing intent, Frank couldn't help but sighed softly, stood up staggeringly, showing a wry smile, and said, "I wanted to accumulate more sins, but now it seems that I don't have the opportunity gone."

"What else are you... hiding?"

Byakuya Kuchiki stopped in his tracks, a look of uneasiness appeared in his eyes.

"It can't be called hiding..."

Frank wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and said with a sad smile: "Actually, passing on the guilt is only the first step. The second step is for me to judge the sins you have borne."

"Judgment...sin?"

Kuchiki Byakuya was slightly taken aback, not understanding the meaning.

"That's right, sin must be judged in order for justice to continue."

Frank stood holding the sword, with his spine straight, like an officer in an ancient court who was executing the king's sentence, with a trace of determination in his eyes: "In the name of Frank Custer, the sentence of guilt is hereby issued—death penalty!"

The voice settled down, and the sudden change occurred.

From the bullet hole that hit Byakuya Kuchiki, several souls of original sin emerged from the flesh and blood.

The faces of those souls twisted ferociously, and their long mouths uttered screams. They broke free from Kuchiki Byakuya's body one after another, and after bringing out a large amount of flesh and blood, they turned into sharp cross swords and fell down.

Puff puff puff puff...

The cross sword directly pierced through the body, and bright red blood sprayed out.

Kuchiki Byakuya didn't expect this move at all, and was severely injured by these penetrating sharp swords in an instant, his whole body was dripping with blood like a bloody man.

The sins that will be passed on become the sharp swords of judgment.

Moreover, these sharp swords will follow the original bullet holes, so there is no way to dodge or block them, and they can't even pull them out, because Kuchiki Byakuya found that his palms couldn't touch those sword blades at all. .

"Give it up, they can't be pulled out."

Frank watched all this, and said slowly: "These sharp swords that symbolize original sin will not fall out of your body, and will not be touched in any form."

"There is another way..."

Hearing this, Kuchiki Byakuya, with ten sharp swords stuck in his body, stood up slowly from the ground after a moment of silence, holding Zanpakuto in both hands: "As long as you are completely defeated, these blades will disappear automatically, right?"

"Yes."

Frank's eyes moved slightly, guessing what the opponent was thinking, he grinned and said, "So the next blow will decide the outcome."

"Final Scene: White Emperor Sword!"

Kuchiki Byakuya exuded a violent Reiatsu all over his body, and his white and flawless wings slowly spread out from behind.

Countless sakura-colored blades surrounding the sword array flowed in like a sea of ​​rivers, and finally formed an extremely dazzling pure white blade in the hands of Kuchiki Byakuya, exuding endless majesty and icy coldness!

"Heh... what a gorgeous move."

There was a bitterness on Frank's face, and he sighed immediately: "I'm sorry, I have only mastered the swastika for a day, and I don't have such a gorgeous move at all, so the last blow... can only be done in this rough way .”

Inhale...

He opened his mouth and took a sudden breath, as if he wanted to swallow the oxygen of the whole world into his lungs, and the surrounding air flowed into it like a whale, and there was a terrible scream, as if injecting blood into this exhausted body. Hot new energy.

The extremely powerful black spiritual pressure erupted like a volcano, and was suppressed layer by layer on the blade.

There are no skills or tricks at all, it is extremely simple compression, compression, and compression. After countless times of grinding and compression, the spiritual pressure will be turned into a substance like explosives, and then released at the moment of contact.

This is Frank's move.

Simple and rude, I firmly believe that great efforts can make miracles, and break all laws with one force!

The two were only tens of meters apart, staring at each other's faces.

After being silent for a short tens of seconds, they unanimously launched an offensive, and their figures disappeared in place in an instant.

next moment.

Two rays of light, one black and one white, flitted across the void and collided like comets across the sky.

The moment the swords met, there seemed to be an incomparably loud sound, and then an incomparably bright light erupted. Accompanied by the extremely terrifying coercion soaring into the sky, a huge cloud cluster rose amidst the bursting roar.

......

"It seems that it's over."

Jing Le Chunshui pressed the round hat on top of his head, glanced at the old man next to him, and asked, "I just don't know, who won this battle."

"Ha ha....."

Lord's eyes were calm, with a slight smile on the corner of his lips, and said: "This question has no meaning, and he will only win."