Death: I can add points indefinitely.

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It also resembles a final painting by someone in despair.

Just looking at it makes it hard to breathe, and a nameless fear wells up from my heart.

And in such a repressive atmosphere.

Carrying the Huatian Greatsword and the Mad Bone Shortsword, Huatian and Kankotsu took a step, their figures blending into the shadows, and charged straight at Shutara Senjumaru.

"The Death Gods of the Zero Division have been wanting to test their skills against you for a long time, always acting all high and mighty."

"Are you really stronger than the old man?!"

Katen and Kyokotsu stood on either side, coldly watching Shutara Senjumaru, before raising their greatswords and slashing downwards fiercely.

In the blink of an eye.

Shutara Senjumaru's six golden skull arms intertwined rapidly, countless threads connecting them to create a red umbrella.

She gently raised the red umbrella and rested it on her shoulder.

Just then.

The two knives struck the red umbrella.

"boom!!!!"

A powerful shockwave erupted.

The red oil-paper umbrella miraculously blocked the attack.

The surrounding Grim Reapers and Zanpakuto had to use their hands to shield themselves from the oncoming gale, watching the fierce battle in the center with heavy hearts.

Soi Fon said solemnly, "So strong!"

If she were to block that slash from Katen Kyokotsu, she knew she wouldn't be able to.

But Shutara Senjumaru blocked it, but the red umbrella he had just woven had four of its ribs severed by two blows.

But that wasn't the Soul-Slaying Blade at all.

It was just a toy I made on a whim.

"The band leader of the Jing Band is a monster too..."

Hitsugaya Toshiro couldn't help but look at Kyoraku Shunsui.

He never imagined that this slovenly-looking uncle would be so strong.

Kyoraku Shunsui could only smile bitterly; his strength and Bankai, which he had hidden for so many years, had been exposed by the Zanpakuto.

Shutara Senjumaru chuckled softly, "Kyoraku Shunsui, you're much stronger than you were hundreds of years ago. You might even be qualified to join the Zero Division."

When she came to Seireitei hundreds of years ago, Kyoraku Shunsui was just a young kid.

Her current strength has surprised even herself.

Kyoraku Shunsui scratched his head helplessly and said, "I have no interest in joining the Zero Division. After all, the Seireitei needs someone to keep an eye on it."

The Seireitei and the Zero Division are two different organizations.

Someone is willing to join Squad Zero.

But some people are willing to stay in Seireitei.

Just like the strongest death god in a thousand years, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni.

"Don't ignore us!"

The baboon man and the snake woman stood atop the giant skeletal python and roared:

"Baboon Bone Cannon!!!"

The giant skeletal python opened its mouth, and red spiritual energy continuously gathered within, gradually unleashing an astonishing sense of oppression.

But the captain's expression turned somewhat strange.

Renji Abarai's face turned bright red, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground to bury his head in.

So embarrassing.

His own Bankai technique.

Its power is not even as great as someone else's white lightning.

With a "whoosh," the baboon bone cannon was fired, but it was easily blocked by Soi Fon's dodge shot.

And this attack.

It also became the trigger for a full-scale war.

The materialized Zanpakuto in their Bankai forms charged toward the numerous Shinigami with a violent spiritual pressure.

The Shinigami glanced at Shutara Senjumaru, who was entangled by the Katen Kyokotsu, and could only grit their teeth and tough it out.

"..."

And at this time.

Inside the blood curtain and blood pool in another dimension.

With fair skin, Retsu Unohana, her flesh bulging, gripped the Zanpakuto in her hand, panting, and looking at Ye Yun with a flushed face.

On their bodies, there were quite a few bruises from being hit.

It is recovering very quickly.

Ye Yun stopped opposite them, carrying his golden staff, and raised an eyebrow smugly, saying:

"Sister Hua, Big Dumpling, I'm pretty amazing, right?"

In the battle just now, apart from some injuries he deliberately sustained to prevent overtreatment, he was almost completely unharmed.

Instead, they defeated the two women so badly that they could only barely survive with the help of treatment.

"So strong..."

Unohana looked at Ye Yun with intense longing:

"Is this what eleventh-dan kendo is!?"

She created the sword ranking system in Seireitei, and a thousand years ago, she was the highest rank, the tenth dan, representing the strongest level.

.... .... ....

Ye Yunguang suppressed her with his swordsmanship.

There is no doubt that it has reached an unprecedented eleventh stage.

Unable to resist, Nikushizuki charged forward again, excitedly swinging his blade at Ye Yun:

"Ye Yunjun, let me see again what a sword style that is even stronger than my master's is like. It is simply too wonderful."

The glint of a blood-red blade.

He unleashed hundreds of slashes in a single second.

It was as if a blood-red net had formed in mid-air, a veritable inescapable trap, leaving no place for anyone to escape.

But Ye Yun only glanced at it, and his right hand swung the golden staff almost instinctively.

Golden light left streaks of stick shadows in mid-air.

Just for a moment.

It easily shattered dozens of bloody blades.

Even if Ye Yun ignored the remaining blood blades, they did not harm him in the slightest.

With a "clang".

The golden staff clashed with the blood-red blade.

The shockwave caused the blood pool beneath their feet to churn, with blood surging and falling like a tsunami.

In a mere instant, the two weapons clashed 748 times, and their exact shapes became obscured.

All that could be seen were gold and blood, and sparks falling from the clash.

Sparks flew everywhere.

It was as if the entire pool of blood was about to be set ablaze.

Ninjitsu quickly felt the strain, sweat beading on her forehead, but her beautiful eyes became exceptionally fervent.

With each cut...

The second strike was a completely different swordsmanship.

But at this moment, Ye Yun seemed to have understood what the way of the sword truly meant. The golden staff fell, easily breaking through the sword's defenses.

Half a minute later.

With a bang, Kokushizuki was blasted away by the golden staff pressing against his shoulder, crashing heavily into the pool of blood.

Large bruises have appeared on her fair skin.

Ye Yun retracted his golden staff, waved it triumphantly, and said, "Big dumpling, this is the Sword-Breaking Style, which can break through all sword techniques."

When you improve your kendo to a certain level.

He discovered that he had developed an instinctive understanding of swordsmanship, and no matter what his opponent did, he could predict the next attack.

Unohana Retsu couldn't help but lick her lips, looking at Ye Yun eagerly as she said:

"I know that Ye Yunjun, your talent and swordsmanship are very strong, but I think it will take you at least a few years to surpass me."

Nikushizuki stood up and said excitedly, "I never expected that you would surpass me and my master in swordsmanship in just a few months."

On the surface, Ye Yun showed a smug smile, but in reality, he was secretly feeling the pinch.

nonsense.

How could it not be strong?

He used half of his spiritual power to improve his swordsmanship.

That's equivalent to the combined total of two noble families' buildings.

but.