Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto

Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto Chapter 660

Let's bring our perspective back to Sōkyoku Hill.

Within the pitch-black sword formation formed by Senkei, two silhouette steps collided, sending a billowing air howling.

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

A speeding battle that ordinary people can't see, airflow that bursts from the flickering of swords, lights and shadows, ploughing the surrounding ground out of the ravines, like a young sister's cannonballs suddenly exploded one after another.

The sound waves were mixed with turbulent air waves, spreading like turbulent waves.

In an instant, the earth, stone and sand within a radius of several hundred meters were lifted, and even the dead woods that were several hundred meters away were pulled up by the roots by the violent wind, and the sky was covered in gray. Dust swept over Sōkyoku.

In the heat of the confrontation, Kuchiki Byakuya was shot seven or eight times.

On the other hand, Frank didn't feel very well. He was slashed more than a dozen times on his body. Although it was not fatal, it greatly consumed his physical strength.

"Drink Ahhhh!!!"

Frank's face was flushed, muscles all over body were jumping like a dragon, holding a great sword in both arms to strike hard.

The huge pitch-black sword swept across the sky, bursting out with a rumbling sound like a muffled thunder, bursting out with terrifying destructive power, and the surging air was surging, like a total annihilation of thunder.

"Good time!"

But seeing Kuchiki Byakuya's face without the slightest fear, he stepped forward and stepped into the envelope of the sword.

The seemingly fragile Zanpakutō hummed like a wandering dragon that devoured people, swept past at an extremely tricky and strange angle, and hit the target of the jet-black great sword. On the force point, the force originally concentrated on the sword is directly cut off.

This sword not only subtly disintegrated the offensive, but even accompanied it with some kind of shock force.

Frank's flushed complexion flashed a paleness, and the shocking force was transmitted along the blade, causing his wrist and fingers to split countless blood, and the dark knight sword almost let go. out.

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

puchi ......

The icy blade pierced his throat, spilling a handful of blood on the ground.

“Late Justice!”

Frank activates the ability to rewind the time six seconds before his consciousness dissipates.

The two returned to the position they were six seconds ago. Just as he was gasping for breath, Kuchiki Byakuya Shunpo came, his black hair fluttered in the wind, and his icy gaze was deeply reflected in his heart. .

Senbonzakura's blade fell, and the air flowed violently.

In a hurry, Frank had to raise his sword again, spiritual pressure wrapped around the black greatsword to meet the slender blade.

The crisp sound of metal collision suddenly echoed in my ears.

But the difference in strength between them was so great that Frank could only retreat while vomiting blood, and use the bone armor to shoot with a gun.

peng peng peng peng peng peng ......

Continuous rumbling sound sounded, pitch-black bullets swept across the sky.

Kuchiki Byakuya didn't panic at all, and his body suddenly accelerated. Shunpo pulled out an afterimage, tossing and wiggling in every square inch, and easily avoided all the bullets by almost an inch.

"Fuck! What a quick Shunpo!"

Frank continued to retreat after seeing this, continuously shooting Kuchiki Byakuya, but in his heart he was scolding Shunpo for this technique.

"Did you know?"

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

puchi!

The sharp sword fell, with the sound of flesh and bones shattering.

Frank only felt a pain in his chest, and then an indescribable force exploded on his body. At the moment when his mind went blank, he flew out backwards, and his muscles and bones shattered in mid-air. cracked, spraying out a blood mist all over the sky.

"Late...justice!!!"

The ability is activated again, and the environmental characters are changed.

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

"The fifth time..."

Kuchiki Byakuya came with Senbonzakura in his hand, indifferently said: "But with your spiritual pressure, how many times can you hold on? What?"

Twice...

Frank's face was filled with bitterness, and he answered this question silently in his heart.

With the spiritual pressure he has left now, he can only use 'Late Justice' twice, ten times is the best estimate in peak state, but in a real fierce battle, the consumption is fundamental. Not enough to provide him with ten reversals.

"You...you're just a monster!"

Frank looked at the man whose expression was still calm, and couldn't help but arouse a touch of astonishment in his heart: "Obviously carrying nine Personal sins, but you can still look like nothing has happened, is your heart made of stone?"

"Trivial sins of a dozen people that's all..."

A trace of indifference flashed in Kuchiki Byakuya's eyes, and he said coldly: "If you want to crush me with sin, at least a few thousand people are needed."

Thousands of people... ...

Frank was startled and felt helpless.

He is not a professional policeman, or a perverted murderer, where can more than a few thousand sins come from?

"If there is no other way, prepare to accept death."

Kuchiki Byakuya walked towards him with Senbonzakura in hand, pink spiritual pressure gradually rising, turning into raging flames This sword array area.

Aware of Kuchiki Byakuya's naked killing intent, Frank couldn't help but sighed, stood up staggeringly, and showed a miserable smile, saying: "I wanted to accumulate more sins, now It looks like there is no chance."

"You...what else are you hiding?"

Kuchiki Byakuya stopped, a look of unease in his eyes.

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

Frank wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, sadly said with a smile: "Actually, Sin Transfer is just the first step. that's all, the second step is for me to judge, the sins you carry."

"Judgment... sins?"

Kuchiki Byakuya slightly startled, no understand what it means.

"Yes, sins must be judged, in order for justice to continue."

Frank stood with his sword in hand, his spine straight, like an officer in an ancient court who executed the king's eyes. There was a hint of determination: "In the name of Frank Castle, here is a sentence of sin -- the death penalty!"

The voice was settled, and the mutation was born.

In the bullet hole that hit Kuchiki Byakuya, several original sin souls were drilled out of the flesh.

The faces of those souls were horribly distorted, their long mouths let out a shrill scream, and they broke free from Kuchiki Byakuya's body. After taking out a large piece of flesh and blood, they turned into a sharp cross sword and fell. .

puchi puchi puchi ......

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

Kuchiki Byakuya did not expect this move at all, and was hit hard by these penetrating swords in an instant, drenched with blood all over his body like a bloody man.

The sins that will be passed on will become the sword of judgment and fall.

And these sharp swords will follow the original bullet holes, so they can't dodge or block at all, and they can't even pull them out, because Kuchiki Byakuya found his palm, and it didn't touch him at all. Can't touch those blades.

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

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

"also a way..."

hearing this, Kuchiki Byakuya with ten sharp swords , stood up slowly from the ground for a moment of silence, holding Zanpakutō in both hands: "As long as you are completely defeated, these blades will disappear automatically, right."

"That's right."

Frank's eyes moved slightly, guessing what the other party was thinking, and said with a smile: "So the next blow, let's decide the outcome."

"Shūkei: Hakuteiken!"

Kuchiki Byakuya exudes violent spiritual pressure, and his flawless white wings slowly unfold from behind.

The countless cherry-colored blades surrounding the sword array, like a sea of rivers, converged, and finally formed an extremely dazzling pure white blade in the hands of Kuchiki Byakuya, exuding endless majesty and Icy cold!

"Oh...that's a gorgeous move."

Frank's face turned bitter and he sighed, "Sorry, I've only mastered Bankai for a day. , there is no such gorgeous move at all, so the final blow... can only be used in this rough way."

Inhale...

He opened his mouth and suddenly took a deep breath, as if to swallow the oxygen of the whole world into his lungs, all around the air flowed into it like a whale, and a terrifying scream sounded, as if injecting into this exhausted body A hot new energy source.

The overwhelming pitch-black spiritual pressure erupted like a volcano, pinned down layer by layer on the blade.

There are no tricks or tricks to speak of, that is, extremely simple compression, compression and recompression. After countless times of grinding and compression, the spiritual pressure will be turned into an explosive-like substance, and then the moment of contact. release.

This is Frank's move.

Simple and rude, I firmly believe in the miracle of strength, a strength breaking myriad laws!

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

After being silent for a few tens of seconds, they launched an offensive involuntarily, and the silhouette instantly disappeared in place.

next moment.

two rays of light, one black and one white, swept across the void, colliding like comets across the sky.

At the moment when the swords intersected, there seemed to be an incomparably grand sound, and then an incomparable bright light erupted, rising into the sky with terrifying pressure, and a huge cloud in the bursting rumbling sound. The group rises.

......

"Looks like it's over."

Kyōraku Shunsui pressed the bamboo hat on top of his head and glanced at the one next to him. The old man, asked, "I just don't know, who won this battle."

"Hehe..."

Lorde's eyes were calm, and the corners of his lips were hanging. With a faint smile, he said, "This question doesn't make any sense, the only one who will win is him."