Storm is Brewing

Feeling the sharp air on Watanabe Keiryū Zanpakuto, Kimura Muyang's face sank, his Zanpakuto turned and swung horizontally, pushing Watanabe Keiryū's attack aside.

Boom!!

An attack was shot from Zanpakuto in Watanabe Keiryū, leaving a huge pothole on the ground on one side.

"What a strong attack."

Feeling the tremendous movement coming not far from him, Kimura Muyang grasped Watanabe Keiryū's fingers slightly, and a radiance leaked from his fingers.

"Hadō #33. Sōkatsui!"

"Shit!"

Feeling the sensation coming from his ankle, Watanabe Keiryū complexion slightly changed, although it is only #30s Hadō, but it also depends on the person. The person who launched is Kimura Muyang. If he is hit at this distance, his Even if the legs are useless.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed on his face, and Watanabe Keiryū didn't care about the threats he received. His body turned, and a sword was directly cut off against Kimura Muyang's head.

Just as Watanabe Keiryū was preparing to believe a besieged ally by attacking the home base of the besiegers, Watanabe Ichiro on his side also reacted. A sword cut down the path of Kimura Muyang. The two uncles and nephews were in an instant. A perfect teamwork was completed, sealing Kimura Muyang's retreat.

Pu ---

A clear voice rang in Watanabe Ichiro's ears. It was the sound of his Zanpakuto piercing through someone else's body.

"It hit!"

With only this thought left in his mind, Watanabe Ichiro's body suddenly stopped and his mind was filled with ecstasy.

"Be careful! Ichiro!!"

Seeing Watanabe Ichiro's reaction, Watanabe Keiryū shouted, although his Zanpakuto also pierced Kimura Muyang's head, but he didn't have the slightest happiness, perhaps it should be said that his Zanpakuto pierced Kimura Muyang He has no excitement in his head. This kind of powerful opponent is easily solved by such easy!

Puchi

The sound of a blade piercing into a human body rang in Watanabe Ichiro's ears again, but his face was completely devoid of the previous ecstasy, only disbelief.

"How could it be..."

Feeling the pain coming from his body,

Watanabe Ichiro turned his head in disbelief and looked at the person standing behind him. It was the cold-faced Muyang.

"You were clearly..."

Before he finished speaking, the figure in front of him that had been pierced by him slowly disappeared.

Without any mercy, he pulled his Zanpakuto out of his stomach. Muyang shook off the blood on Zanpakuto's body.

"Bastard!"

A violent cyclone instantly pierced through Muyang's body from behind. It was the ferry moored in anger.

"Ichiro, how are you?"

Half-crouching in front of Watanabe, Keiryu was full of concern.

"Why..."

Although his body was pierced through, Watanabe Ichiro did not show any pain. He just said with unwillingness in his eyes.

For so many years, since he met Muyang, his life had become completely different. He had turned from a proud son of heaven to a passer-by. Why did he have to be suppressed by that guy all the time? Why didn't he die when he had clearly pierced through his vital points?

"Really, what you stabbed was just an illusion left by the vision. What is there to be proud of?" "Someone who can't even distinguish between reality and illusion actually used an illusion. It is really ridiculous."

"What!"

Looking at the intact Muyang, Watanabe Ichiro's face was full of hatred. His abdomen had clearly been pierced by his uncle, but this guy was still not injured in the slightest.

"Damn it! I can't accept this!"

Struggling to stand up, Watanabe Keiryū's eyes were filled with unforgettable hatred. If it's not the guy in front of him, he should still be in the Soul Society safely, with the glory of noble, and the uncle 2 together. They would not be like now, dormant in Hueco Mundo like a stray dog, looking forward to an uncertain future.

Shua

He suddenly reached out and put his hand on his face, and an ominous black Reiryoku gathered on Watanabe's face.

"This posture is..."

Seeing the other party's movement, Kimura Muyang jumped in his heart, and immediately relieved that I remember that Tōsen Kaname was also given the ability of Hollowfication. Since this is the case, the opposite person has the ability of Hollowfication as it should be by rights.

"Ichiro! Don't!"

Before the voice from Watanabe Keiryu came to an end, Watanabe Ichiro's palm had already fallen, leaving a mask on his face.

On the pure white bone mask, there were some strange patterns, revealing a sense of evil.

"So that's how it is. Hollowfication, is this your hidden strength? I thought you had learned Bankai."

"Bankai? My Hollowfication is more powerful than Bankai! I can clearly feel that whether it is Reiryoku or the strength of the spirit body, I have an essential improvement. You will feel it with your body, Muyang!"

The mouth roared loudly, and Watanabe Ichiro stepped on the ground, leaving a deep pit on the ground.

The strength was several times stronger.

Looking at the pit on the ground, Muyang narrowed his eyes, and his body leaned to the side, flashing the attack on Watanabe Keiryū. At the same time, his arm picked up, and Zanpakuto stabbed his body at a hidden angle.

Almost instinctively, Watanabe Ichiro dodged to the side, and at the same time, he kicked Muyang's body.

"Not only my strength, but my speed has also improved a lot. Even my reaction has improved a lot, and..."

He slipped and avoided Watanabe Ichiro's attack. Muyang glanced at the wounds on Watanabe Ichiro's body that were almost completely healed. At this time, his wounds were recovering at an extremely fast speed, even in battle.

Super speed regeneration? This is the annoying thing, and it is such a powerful super speed regeneration. It seems that I have to finish it quickly.

While he was still thinking, a figure suddenly appeared behind Muyang. The ferocious looking Zanpakuto in his hand stabbed towards Muyang's back.

Dang!!!

His body turned, and the Zanpakuto in his hand suddenly collided with Zanpakuto, which was anchored by the side of the ferry.

"It succeeded!"

At the moment when the two attacks collided, a powerful virtual flash suddenly came from behind Muyang, pointing straight at his back. It was the full power attack that Watanabe Ichiro had used when he was waiting for the right time.

"You can't leave."

The oblique thorn on Zanpakuto in his hand clamped Zanpakuto of Kimura Muyang to death, and Watanabe Keiryū looked calm.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, a wisp of cyan Reiryoku flashed in Muyang's hand, and he raised his hand to wave behind him.

Boom!!

Feeling the momentum of the explosion behind him, Watanabe Ichiro felt as if he had fallen into an icehouse. He had seen the opportunity and used all his strength to send out a void flash, but it was actually repelled by the opponent's empty hand. How was this possible!

"Forget it, it seems that you don't have any moves anymore."

"Kaze no Sora!"

"Not good!"

A bolt of lightning flashed past, and before he could react, Muyang had already disappeared.

Pu ---

A large amount of blood suddenly spurted out from Watanabe Ichiro's chest, and then Muyang's body was revealed.

"Your heart has been pierced. Even if you can regenerate quickly, there is no way to recover."

He turned his head slightly and looked at Watanabe Ichiro, who was kneeling on the ground weakly. There was no emotion on Muyang's face.

"Ichiro!!"

With a flash of his body, he appeared beside Watanabe Ichiro. His eyes were filled with sadness. His heart had been pierced through. Even if it was a super speed regeneration, it would be useless. Watanabe Ichiro's super speed regeneration would not work on his internal organs. In other words, he was already hopeless.

"Is the final farewell over? I don't have time to waste here with you."

Ruthlessly interrupted Watanabe Keiryū's sorrow, Kimura Muyang's face was still the same, and he could hardly see much emotional fluctuations.

Slowly standing up, Watanabe Keiryū lowered his head, his tone was very low.

"I will let you see what you hadn't see 200 years ago, my Bankai."

Suddenly raising his head, Watanabe Keiryū's eyes are full of killing intent, which is a murderous aura that wants to destroy everything.

"Bankai, Senba no Karasu!"

Hu ---Hu ---

Sudden breezes suddenly appeared, and then almost at a moment, with Watanabe Keiryū as the center and within a radius of 1000 meters, they were all surrounded by violent cyclones.

"Wind -- Zanpakuto? Don't you know that my Zanpakuto is also a wind"

Feeling the howling whirlwinds around him, Muyang's expression was normal. This level of tempest had no effect on him at all. If he wanted to, he could even try to control these whirlwinds.

"Although your Zanpakuto is also a wind -- type, the wind here completely belongs to me!"

"Thousand Stars Mist Dance!"

With a clench of his hand, all the whirlwinds surrounding them instantly went berserk.

Compared to the current storm, the previous whirlwinds were not even worth mentioning. Wherever the gale passed by, even the buildings of the Las Noches were instantly turned into dust. Everything that was blown into the wind turned into the smallest dust.

"Isn't this just wind? Is there something controlling this wind?"

His eyes swept around. In almost an instant, Muyang came to this conclusion. He was extremely familiar with storms. His inner world was shrouded in storms all year round.

"Correct!"

"My Senba no Karasu relied on the thousand flying black crows to control the storm. The black crows that were integrated into the storm could not be recognized by the naked eye, but as long as they were touched by the black crows, they would instantly turn into the smallest dust."

"However, it is precisely because there are too many of them that even I am unable to accurately control my own Zanpakuto. If I raise my spirits, I will die if I am not careful."

Looking at the storm around him and the black shadow that was hidden in the storm that could only be vaguely sensed, Muyang's expression darkened. Even he was unable to grasp the existence of those black crows. At most, he could only have a vague feeling.

Just by being blown by the wind, everything turned into dust. What a terrifying destructive power. However, this range was not enough to make him afraid of being released. Two hundred years ago, he would rather be arrested than be released. Moreover, at that time, Kyouraku was also very afraid of his Zanpakuto.