A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

Chapter 650
"This is……"

Kurosaki Ichigo narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this moment, the shape of Kuchiki Byakuya's Zanpakuto is completely different from before. It is no longer countless fine blades, but a sword array formed by countless shining blades. But instinct told Kurosaki Ichigo that these blades were more dangerous now.

"Don't be afraid."

Kuchiki Byakuya seemed to have noticed Kurosaki Ichigo's eyes at this moment, and said lightly: "These thousands of blades will not attack you... This 'Killing Scene' is something I vow to cut off with my own hands. Only the enemies who are destroyed can be lucky enough to see the scenery!"

Saying that, Kuchiki Byakuya slowly raised his hand, and one of the countless knives rehearsing in the sky fell into his hand.

"Be honored, you should be the second person to see it."

"Ha ha……"

Kurosaki Ichigo lowered his body, with an excited smile on his face, "Are you finally willing to use your full strength? Come on!"

hum-

boom--

Amidst the deafening roar and the sound of knives, the two figures collided together.

Under the cover of the sword array, Inoue Orihime and the others who stood watching the battle from a distance couldn't see the situation clearly. The ground on the top of the mountain cracked under the impact of the two, and the huge shock wave centered on the two of them. Spreading towards the surroundings, the smoke and dust raised almost instantly submerged thousands of sharp blades hanging from the sky. They could only feel the impact of the surging spiritual pressure, and saw the smoke and dust all over the sky caused by the violent impact.

hum-

There was another humming sound, the sound of two people swinging their knives through the air at an extremely fast speed and colliding again.

The strong wind brought by the knife dance stirred up the smoke, and soon the smoke in the sky was divided by the light of the knife.

Kurosaki Ichigo's pitch-black blade touched Kuchiki Byakuya's long sword glowing with white light, and the two stared fixedly at each other, refusing to budge.

bass--

The blade of the knife rubbed across, and the figures of the two staggered, but the next moment they turned around again and swung the knife sharply to look back.

clang--

The two knives collided again, and blood continued to overflow from the tiger's mouth where the two held the knives with both hands because of the violent impact.

Finally, it seemed that they were evenly matched, and the reaction force made the two of them retreat one after another. Under the influence of the powerful force, their feet on the ground drew a certain distance on the ground before barely stopping.

"So fast!"

The expression on Kurosaki Ichigo's face became a little ugly.

It was clear that his speed was more dominant just now, but since Kuchiki Byakuya used the so-called "Killing Scene", the speed gap between the two seemed to be getting closer and closer.

It is impossible to continue like this, and it must be faster.

Kurosaki Ichigo thought so, and his body was ready to move.

But the next moment his pupils contracted suddenly.

hum-

Weng Ming roared towards him, it was Kuchiki Byakuya's blade.

"!!"

puff--

A stream of blood bloomed on Kurosaki Ichigo's face. He turned his head away at the critical moment and managed to avoid the fatal stab, but his face was scratched with a long and thin scar by the blade.

"How could it be... faster!?"

Kuchiki Byakuya's sword body disappeared from sight, Kurosaki Ichigo looked a little anxious, and concentrated on feeling Kuchiki Byakuya's sword path.

Finally, after feeling the fluctuation of spiritual power surging behind him, he turned around abruptly and raised his knife to block.

"clang--"

The long knives in the hands of the two collided again, and another round of wrestling began.

"What's the matter? Kurosaki Ichigo, you seem to be in a panic? Your movements are also much slower than before." Byakuya Kuchiki's cold eyes were reflected on the black blade of Kurosaki Ichigo, his tone Full of sarcasm.

"Hehe, is there?" Although Kurosaki Ichigo was struggling, his mouth was still firm: "I think your sword is as slow as if it is standing still!"

"Is it……"

Before the voice fell, Kuchiki Byakuya suddenly turned sideways.

bass--

The glowing white blade slashed down along the trajectory of the pitch-black blade held vertically in Kurosaki Ichigo's hand.

Suddenly losing resistance, Kurosaki Ichigo's body unconsciously followed the movement of swinging the knife vigorously and began to lean forward.

However, the next moment, the slipped long knife was nailed to his instep.

puff--

Blood bloomed on Kurosaki Ichigo's instep in an instant, his pupils shrank suddenly, trying to resist the pain, but Kuchiki Byakuya's movements were not finished yet, he raised a hand and stretched out his index finger to touch Kurosaki Ichigo's Toppled over the shoulders of the body.

"Fourth of Breaking the Way - Bai Lei!"

A tingling sensation that was stronger than his feet came from his shoulders, and Kurosaki Ichigo's figure became a little staggering.

puff.

Blood spurted.

Byakuya Kuchiki pulled out the blade inserted into the instep of Kurosaki Ichigo blankly and stood on the spot, looking calmly at Kurosaki Ichigo's staggering figure and starting to retreat.

tread--

"Huh...ha...huh..."

Ignoring the pain from the back of his feet, Kurosaki Ichigo stomped on the ground to stabilize his figure, gasping for breath.

His shoulder was pierced by Kuchiki Byakuya's sudden ghost path.

Only at this moment did he realize his carelessness, forgot that the real Shinigami's attack method is not only Zanpakuto, just like Rukia and Miss Yoruichi, among the Shinigami, there are also existences who are proficient in ghosts and fighting in vain, and As the leader rank, Kuchiki Byakuya is naturally not weak in these items.

"You've stopped here, Kurosaki Ichigo."

Kuchiki Byakuya lowered his head and looked down at the embarrassed Kurosaki Ichigo, his tone was calm.

"What the hell are you talking about..."

Kurosaki Ichigo raised his head, still refusing to admit defeat.

But in fact, it was only at this moment that he realized that his physical strength seemed to have reached its limit, and his body was as heavy as a mountain on his shoulders, unable to move at all.

"A half-baked man is only a half-baked man after all." The expression on Kuchiki Byakuya's face returned to his usual coldness, as if neither happy nor sad, "I admit that you have indeed mastered the swastika, but it's too early to use it to fight, now You, don’t you even feel that you’ve reached your limit? You don’t think I’m getting faster after using ‘Jianjing’? No, you’re wrong... The so-called ‘Jianjing’ is nothing more than separating each other The small blades condense into the shape of a knife, the effect is only to increase the lethality, my speed actually has not changed at all from the beginning to the end..."

"So... is my speed slowing down?"

Kurosaki Ichigo panted, his tone somewhat unwilling.

He finally realized that it wasn't the other party's speed that became faster, but that he had unknowingly slowed down after reaching his physical limit.

He should have thought of it earlier, the consumption of the Swastika and the initial solution are definitely not a concept at all, but after all, it is a temporary 'Swastika', and it has not even been more than a day since he mastered it, so he has no chance to think about it at all. kind of problem.

You just need to keep fighting, keep swinging the knife until your body can't move at all, no, even if you reach the limit, you have to go beyond the limit!
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

An angry roar came from Kurosaki's mouthguard.

He looked at Kuchiki Byakuya's sword slowly raised high, and his heart was filled with anger.

move!Body!Move me quickly!
He kept roaring in his heart.

What am I here for! ?Of course it was to win over this guy in front of him!It's obviously close, how can you lose the chain at this moment! ?

"It's useless, don't struggle anymore."

Kuchiki Byakuya stared down at the young man in front of him in a cold sweat: "To be honest, you are already amazing... You have defeated several captain-level figures, and you have been injured by Senbon Sakura and still persist until now... ...But you should also understand, right? The human body has limits. No matter how hard you can endure, once the flesh and blood body reaches the limit, it is impossible to reverse it. And your limit ends here. The It's over, Kurosaki Ichigo."

The long knife fell slowly.

But the next moment, Kuchiki Byakuya's originally calm expression turned a little shocked.

puff--

The boy in front of him, whose body should have reached its limit, actually moved again, and raised his hand to easily hold the blade he had cut with his hand.

"Trash, you bastard... I will be very distressed if you are eliminated so easily."

Kurosaki Ichigo sneered, and said inexplicable words that were incomprehensible, and his tone was completely different from just now.

"Who are you?"

Kuchiki Byakuya sensed the abnormality of the boy in front of him.

His intuition told him that although the guy in front of him still wore the same skin, he was completely different from before.

At this moment, black spiritual power gushes out from Kurosaki Ichigo's body strangely, and the aura that makes him feel disgusted and somewhat familiar is just like...

Virtual!
"who am I?"

'Kurosaki Ichigo' asked with a sneer, then raised his head suddenly.

At some point, half of his face was covered with a ferocious mask, and the eyes in the eye sockets also became inhuman, and the black and white of the eyes and the whites of the eyes were turned upside down, which looked particularly pervasive.

"Ha! How can I have a name!?"

puff--

The black knife cut across, blood spattered everywhere.

Kuchiki Byakuya, who was held by the opponent at such a close distance, had no time to dodge, and a hideous knife mark appeared on his chest.

"Hahahahaha-"

Laughing wildly came oncoming, Kuchiki Byakuya's pupils contracted violently, he let go of the blade in his hand and quickly retreated to create a distance.

He said that Kurosaki Ichigo has reached the limit, but how far is he from the limit?
The wounds on his body will not heal without treatment, and the consumption of fighting physical strength with the wounds will intensify. Although he has not reached the limit, he is only a little better than Kurosaki Ichigo. After all, compared to A person who has just mastered the '卍解' naturally knows where his limit is and how to reduce physical exertion.

But now the situation suddenly reversed.

Kurosaki Ichigo, who had clearly reached the limit first, actually ignored the limit that flesh and blood could not surpass, as if he had changed his person.

"Hahahahahaha! You really are too weak, Ichigo!"

'Kurosaki Ichigo' laughed presumptuously while holding a knife and chasing Kuchiki Byakuya in front of him, "How could he be forced to this extent by such a guy! He even made a hole in his body! What a waste!"

click -

There was a crackling sound.

I saw 'Kurosaki Ichigo' suddenly squeezed his left hand hard, and the blade made of spiritual power snatched from Kuchiki Byakuya's hand instantly shattered and dissipated into aura that filled the sky.

He laughed wildly and raised his right hand holding the Zanpakutao, and the dark spiritual power continuously gushed out along the blade.

"Look out, trash! Let me teach you how to use the swastika!"

boom--

The pitch-black spiritual pressure slashed out, and the crescent-like spiritual power slashed across the ground leaving a deep ravine, attacking the retreating Kuchiki Byzai.

"..."

Kuchiki Byakuya frowned as he looked at the slash in front of him.

It was the first time he had seen this kind of slash with dark and strange spiritual power, but he couldn't go wrong... This aura definitely didn't belong to the god of death.

Facing the oncoming Reiatsu slash, Kuchiki Byakuya stretched out his hand, and another sharp blade hanging down from the dense sword array in the sky fell down, and he held it in his palm.

boom--

After the violent roar, the smoke slowly dissipated, and Kuchiki Byakuya stood there awkwardly.

Although he barely blocked the blow, he was really at his limit at this moment, and the little physical strength he had left might only be able to support him to make the last cut, and he would not even have the strength to stand after that.

But can one knife really kill the monster in front of him?
"What the hell are you..."

He stared at the hideous mask gradually covering Kurosaki Ichigo's face, "That kind of Reiatsu, and that mask... Are you... empty?"

"Well~ you don't need to know!"

'Kurosaki Ichigo' sneered and approached slowly, "Because you are going to die soon..."

click -

The growing mask begins to crumble.

'Kurosaki Ichigo' suddenly turned grim, "Hey hey hey! What are you doing! Damn it!"

I saw one hand clasping the mask on his face, and the whole person struggled tangledly.

"Don't move around! Let me chop this thing first!"

"It's you who don't move around, this guy will be defeated by me! Don't meddle! Get out!"

"It's up to you!? You trash!"

"Stop talking nonsense, get out! Idiot!"

Like a split personality, Kurosaki Ichigo suddenly began to speak incoherently.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

With an angry roar, he forcibly tore off the growing hideous mask from his face and crushed it.

"Huh...huh..."

After doing all this, Kurosaki Ichigo stood in front of Kuchiki Byakuya, panting heavily: "I'm sorry... It seems that someone came out to disrupt the situation just now."

As he spoke, he raised Zhanyue in his hand again, with a brave smile on his face: "Come on! Let's start over!"

"..."

Kuchiki Byakuya silently looked at the boy in front of him.

anyone?

Wasn't that just the original will of the person in front of me?
Although I don't know the specific situation, but this guy clearly has the chance to win without doing anything, but he voluntarily gave up such an opportunity...

What a fool...

Well, that's right, if he wasn't stupid, he wouldn't have come here to save Rukia from the very beginning.

"All right……"

Kuchiki Byakuya replied softly, the expression on his face became a little softer.

Rukia... It seems that you have really taught a group of good friends...

He sensed the auras not far away that were just watching the battle, and looked at the young man standing in front of him with a knife, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

(End of this chapter)