Byakuya's son

"Ulquiola, I haven't seen you for 40 years. Could it be that this time I came to test myself?"

A familiar voice suddenly came from a distance, mixed with the cold aura of Reiatsu, stopping Yami, who was about to block the orange-haired girl in front of Longgui with a punch that turned into flesh. He froze for a moment, and then laughed wildly, "Oh? It seems that an acquaintance has come, how is it, is it him? Ulquiorra."

"It's not him, but don't worry about the rubbish." Ulquiola's expression moved slightly, but he just looked at the source of the Reiatsu, and there was no anger after being provoked in his green pupils, "That person Nearby, there seems to be a spiritual pressure, maybe the target has been found, the spiritual pressure basically matches the description in the data, go and have a look."

"Oh? What about this guy who knows you?" Yami didn't care about the mission goal. Relatively speaking, he was a little interested in the guy who dared to provoke Ulquiorra.

"There's no need to care, it's just a defeat. In comparison, this woman's ability is interesting, but it has nothing to do with the task. Let's go..." Ulquiola glanced at the pale girl with orange hair, and then Leaving aside, the man who was in a coma, but kept recovering from his wounds under the cover of the yellow light, finally moved his body slightly, suddenly rose into the air, and rushed towards the spiritual pressure, "Don't waste time here, Aizen-sama's order is the first priority."

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"Coming!" Even if Tongming didn't say anything, Ichigo could feel the two oppressive Reiatsu rushing towards him at an astonishing speed, and before he could react, Tongming beside him had already Meeting those two figures, the distance of tens of feet passed in an instant, and the right hand that had been hanging in the air on the handle of the knife suddenly exerted force, as if a bolt of lightning suddenly swung out from the scabbard.

The bright black pupils are full of concentration, and the silver-blue light spreads faintly around the edge of the pupils. This is the expression of his incomparable concentration after the explosive spiritual pressure mixed with his energy at this moment. He had already started preparations when he was provoking, and attacked in vain when the enemy reached the distance he expected. With a slight twist of his body, a white light from the blade of his right hand had covered the two figures who came forward, and the speed and rhythm had reached As soon as he arrived, the momentum that had been brewing for a long time poured out with this style of drawing the sword like a mountain torrent.

Murderous face!The blade had already touched the skin of his neck in the blink of an eye, and before the cold air could spread, an illusion of being instantly killed appeared in Ulquiola's heart, but there was nothing in the green pupils. The fear flickered, and there was no sigh at all, just like a machine, he stopped his momentum in an instant, and his upper body was folded back, so that the cold blade almost missed his cheek, and at the same time Ulquio stretched out I keep it in my pocket all the time in my right hand...

The dangerous sword drawing technique is not only for the enemy, but also for the user. At the moment of the attack, the blow that almost exceeds the limit of one's own ability is concentrated in this one knife, so that oneself is in a peak state in an instant However, if one misses the blow, the consequences are equally serious, and there will be a trough in the concentration and strength.At this time, the enemy will become the beheaded from the beheaded, and pull down the end of the fight.

Ulquiorra escaped the attack, but Yami was not so lucky. He just instinctively crossed his hands, roared and stopped his steps, and let the blade light pass through his hands, bringing There was a lot of blood!

With the slash of the knife, the sharp light in Tongming's eyes quickly dimmed, and his aura let out, and at the same time, there was a trace of regret, but then his pupils shrank suddenly, and a straight hand, with a A sharp aura no less than that of a blade cut towards his waist mercilessly, trying to cut Tongming into upper and lower sections.

"Bang!" The moment the hand was about to approach Tongming's body, a transparent light curtain appeared, and cracks appeared the moment it touched the hand, but within a blink of an eye, the light curtain was completely shattered. .And this blink of an eye did not allow time for Tongming to escape the fate of being cut in half.

But it doesn't mean that he can retreat completely.

With a muffled grunt, the hand that was drawn from the left side of the rib wafted out a gorgeous blush, and Tong Ming flew back slightly staggeringly, his face turned slightly pale.

After brewing momentum, a sword drawing technique that was almost a sneak attack did not reduce the number of enemies. He felt the pressure that made him despair at the beginning, but he was more concerned about the resistance when he cut the big man's arm - the skin was so hard, and his right hand was slightly sprained.

"Ghost way?" Looking indifferently at Tongming who had retreated into the distance, Ulquiola didn't pursue him, "It doesn't matter, it's just one more wave of his hand."

"Damn kid!" With a growl, Yami stared fiercely at Tongming, "Whether this kid is the target or not, I will kill him!"

"Then you handle it, and I will carry out the task." Ulquiorra turned his head to look at Ichigo who was stepping in the air, as if he had no interest in Tongming's strength, and then he took a light step forward, "The black one The small blade, the black clothes, this is the swastika, it should be the goal of the mission."

Looking for me?Ichigo couldn't help but tense when he heard the words, and before he could react, his heart beat violently. The sudden shock made his whole body freeze suddenly, and there was an unconcealable horror in his expression——his At some point, a hand was placed on the shoulder, "Your name is Kurosaki Ichigo, isn't the name wrong?"

Instinctively slashed backwards with a knife, and moved that moment behind Ichiba, but Ulquiorra, who didn't realize it, forced him to retreat, "Who are you guys!?"

In fact, rather than being forced to retreat, it might be better to say that Ulquiola just took a step back and wanted to carefully observe Ichigo's movements for the purpose of evaluating the battle. Just reading a piece of data-like machinery, "Is the response to an attack just average? Or..."

Ulquiola took another step forward, but strangely shortened the distance to Ichigo, as if what his step spanned was not the distance of a [-]-meter race track, but the distance of half a stone brick. Putting it leisurely in his pocket, his right hand was as straight as a knife, slashing cleanly from the center towards Ichigo's face, "Are you suitable for frontal combat?"

Ichigo immediately greeted the blade in his hand, trying to use the sharpness of the weapon to force the hand back, and then he could make continuous attacks, but due to his medical treatment, the hand did not stop at all, even Without even hesitation, he still followed the predetermined trajectory and chopped down.

"Ding!" The sound of gold and iron intersecting trembled from the edge of the palm and the edge of the blade, and at the same time, a force that made Ichigo almost unable to hold the Zanpakuto was suppressed fiercely, and the whole person unexpectedly Being easily shot down from high altitude by this blow, his body fell into the ground like a meteor, and with a loud sound, it sank into the ground, creating a huge hole.

"The strength is just not satisfactory, and the combat experience is not enough... Is it just this level?" Ulquiola looked down at Ichigo who fell into the pothole and struggled to get up, and there was no trace of misgiving in his eyes. Contempt, or in other words, in his eyes at the moment, Ichigo is not even qualified to be contemptuous by him. He shook his head slightly, "Sure enough, it's also rubbish, and it's not worth killing at all. Just report it to Lord Aizen."

Then he turned his head and softly ordered Yami not far away who kept attacking Tongming crazily: "The mission is completed, go back."

This sentence distracted Yami slightly during the battle. Although it was only for a very short moment, he found that Tongming, whose face was beginning to turn pale, suddenly swung his knife, opening a big hole in his chest, blood Feisa and the physical pain made him even more angry, the whites of his eyes started to turn red, and he roared like a wild beast: "It's so noisy! I must kill him!!"

Ulquiola couldn't help frowning slightly, he really couldn't understand why this guy was so irritable, he could even forget the main purpose, but in the end Ulquiola gave up further requests, anyway, as long as he returned within the time limit. , killing the injured Kuchimu Tongming - it didn't take much time.

Compared with 40 years ago, this guy seems to have made no progress at all except that his knife skills have improved a lot.It can't pose any threat to the ten-blade level broken face at all.

But immediately, a slight doubt began to appear in Ulquiola's green eyes. He felt that with the passage of time, the strength of Tongming's spiritual pressure was constantly weakening, but on the contrary, Kuchiki Tongming gave The sense of danger he creates is growing in an inverse proportion.

The spirit pressure gradually became unstable, and it actually began to faintly appear in front of him, and began to approach and even overlap infinitely.Finally, he saw the bright and black pupils. After the body suffered a blow from Yami, the body staggered back and stood still abruptly. The slightly hunched waist straightened up again. , Ulquiola suddenly discovered that the bright pupils turned bright red at this moment, and the murderous aura full of blood began to penetrate into the originally weakening cold momentum.

That sense of danger suddenly rose to an unprecedented peak in Ulquiola's usually calm heart the moment Tongming raised his head.