Chapter 571： Final battle

Let us bring the perspective back to the bipolar hill.

Within the pitch-black sword formation formed by Jianjing, two figures collided with each other stepping, and a billowing air roared.

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

The speeding battle that ordinary people can't even see, the air currents bursting out of the flickering of the sword and the shadow, plowing the surrounding ground through the gully, like a sister's cannonballs suddenly exploded one after another.

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

Suddenly, the earth, rock, and sand within a radius of tens of feet were lifted up, and even the withered tree forest a few hundred meters away was uprooted by the violent gust of wind, and a cloud of gray dust swept across the entire world.

In the fierce confrontation, Kuchiki Byakuya shot seven or eight shots in his body.

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

"Drink!!"

Frank's face was flushed red, and his whole body leaped like a dragon, holding a big sword in both arms, making a strenuous blow.

A huge pitch-black sword flew across the sky, bursting with a thunder-like roar, and exploded with terrifying destructive power.

"Good job!"

But seeing Kuchiki Byakuya's face showing no signs of fear, he stepped forward and stepped into the area covered by the sword.

The seemingly fragile Zanpaku Knife hums like a dragon that chooses people to eat. It passes at an extremely clever and strange angle, and hits the force point of the pitch-black sword directly. The power that was originally concentrated on the blade was directly cut off.

Not only did this sword cleverly disintegrate the offensive, it was even accompanied by a certain shocking force.

Frank's flushing complexion flashed pale, and the shocking force was transmitted along the blade, and his wrists and tiger's mouth were stunned by numerous blood openings, and the dark knight sword almost came out of his hand.

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

Puff...

The cold blade pierced his throat and sprinkled on the ground with a handful of blood.

"Late justice!"

Before Frank's consciousness dissipated, he used his ability to rewind the time to six seconds ago.

The two returned to the positions they were six seconds ago. Just as he was gasping for lingering palpitations, Kuchiki Byakuya stepped forward in a flash, his black hair was flying with the wind, and his cold eyes were deeply reflected in his heart.

Senbon Sakura's blade fell, and the air current surged.

In a hurry, Frank had to raise his sword again to fight against him, and the Reiatsu was wrapped on the pitch-black sword to face the slender blade.

when!

The crisp sound of gold and iron strikes suddenly echoed in my ears.

However, the power gap between each other was so great that Frank could only retreat while vomiting blood, and manipulated the bone armor to raise his gun and shoot.

Bang bang bang bang bang...

A continuous roar sounded, and pitch-black bullets flew across the sky.

Kuchuki Byakuya was not at all flustered, his body shape suddenly accelerated, and instantly pulled out an afterimage, tossing around every inch, easily avoiding all the bullets with a difference of almost a millimetre.

"Fak! What a quick step!"

When Frank saw this, he continued to retreat, firing continuously to force Kuchiki Byakuya, but his heart was cursing the technique of instant step.

"do you know?"

Kuchaki Byakuya suddenly appeared in front of him, his eyes filled with coldness, he raised the blade in his hand high, and said lightly: "It is still very difficult for a pistol to hit a moving object."

Pouch!

The sharp blade cut down, accompanied by the sound of flesh and bones shattering.

Frank only felt a pain in his chest, and then an indescribable force burst out on his body. The moment his brain was blank, the whole person had already flown upside down, and his whole body burst into pieces in the air, spurting blood from the sky. fog.

"Late...justice!!!"

The ability is activated again, and the characters in the environment change.

Six seconds before the time renewed, Frank knelt on one knee and panted violently, sweat dripping from his forehead on his chin.

"It's the fifth time..."

Kuchiki Byakuya walked up holding Senbonzakura, and said lightly: "But with your Reiatsu, how many times can you hold on?"

twice......

There was a bitterness on Frank's face, and he answered this question silently in his heart.

With his remaining spiritual pressure, he can only use the "Late Justice" twice. Ten times is the best estimate of peak state, but in real fierce battles, the consumption is not enough to provide him with ten points. Second-rate.

"You... are just a monster!"

Frank looked at the man whose expression was still calm, and he couldn't help but arouse a touch of horror in his heart: "He clearly bears the sins of nine people, but he can still look like nothing has happened. Is your heart made of stone?"

"It's just the sins of a few dozen people..."

Kuchuki Byakuya's eyes flashed with indifference, and he said coldly: "If you want to use sin to crush me, at least a few thousand people will be able to do it."

Thousands of people...

Frank was shocked, and immediately felt helpless.

He is not a professional policeman, or a perverted murderer, where is the crime of more than a few thousand people.

"If there is no other means, then be prepared to die."

Kuchiki Byakuya approached him holding Qianbon Sakura, and the pink spiritual pressure gradually rose, turning into a blazing flame to ignite this sword formation area.

Perceiving Kuchiki Byakuya's naked killing intent, Frank couldn't help but sighed, stood up swayingly, showing a sorrowful smile, and said: "I wanted to accumulate some more sins, but now it seems that I don't have this opportunity. NS."

"You...what else is hiding?"

Kuchiki Byakuya stopped, a touch of anxiety in his eyes.

"It can't be said to be hiding..."

Frank wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and smiled sadly: "In fact, the transfer of sins is only the first step, and the second step is for me to judge the sins you have borne."

"Trial...sin?"

Kuchiki Byakuya was slightly startled, not understanding the meaning.

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

Frank stood with a sword, his spine straight, like an officer in an ancient court who executed a sentence for the king, with a trace of determination in his eyes: "In the name of Frank Custer, here is a sentence of sin—death sentence!"

The voice settled, and the sudden change occurred.

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

Those souls' faces were hideously twisted, and their mouths uttered a scream of stern screams, and they broke free of Kuchiki Byakuya's body. After bringing out a large piece of flesh and blood, they turned into a sharp cross sword and fell.

Puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff ...

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

Kuchiki Byakuya hadn't expected this move at all, and was severely injured by these penetrating swords in an instant, and his whole body was dripping with blood like a **** man.

Turn the transferred sin into a sword of judgment and fall.

Moreover, these sharp swords will follow the original bullet holes, so there is no way to dodge or block them, even if they want to pull them out, because Kuchiki Byakuya found that his palm could not touch those blades. .

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

Frank watched all this and slowly said: "These swords that symbolize original sin will not fall out of your body, and will not be touched in any way."

"There is another way..."

Hearing that, Kuchiki Byakuya, with ten sharp swords stuck in his body, slowly got up from the ground in a moment of silence, holding the Zanpaku Sword in both hands: "As long as you are completely defeated, these sword blades will automatically disappear, right."

"Yes."

Frank's eyes moved slightly, he guessed the opponent's thoughts, and grinned: "So the next blow, it's up to you to decide the outcome."

"Final Scene·Bai Di Sword!"

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

The countless cherry-colored blades surrounding the sword formation, at this moment, converge like a sea of ​​rivers, and finally form an extremely dazzling pure white blade in the hands of Kuchiki Byakuya, exuding endless majesty and cold air!

"Heh... what a gorgeous move."

A bitterness appeared on Frank's face, and he immediately sighed: "I'm sorry, I only have a day to master the swastika, and there is no such gorgeous move at all, so the last blow... can only be done in this rough way. ."

Inhale...

He opened his mouth and took a sudden breath, as if he was about to swallow the oxygen of the whole world into his lungs. The surrounding air flowed into it like a whale, and there was a terrible screaming sound, as if infused into this exhausted body. Hot new energy.

The extremely powerful black spiritual pressure erupted like a volcano, layer after layer was suppressed on the blade.

There are no skills or tricks at all, it is extremely simple compression, compression, and compression. After countless times of polishing and compression, it turns its own spiritual pressure into an explosive-like substance, and then releases it in an instant of contact.

This is his Frank's move.

Simple and rude I firmly believe that vigorously works miracles and breaks ten thousand ways with one effort!

The two were no more than tens of meters apart, watching each other's faces.

After a short tens of seconds of silence, they unanimously launched an offensive, and the figure instantly disappeared in place.

next moment.

Two rays of light, one black and one white, passed through the void and collided like a comet across the sky.

The moment the swords crossed, there seemed to be an incomparably loud sound, and then an incomparable bright light burst out, accompanied by a terrifying coercion soaring into the sky, a huge cloud rose from the bursting roar.

......

"It seems that it's over."

Jingle Chunshui pressed Yuanli on his head, glanced at the old man next to him, and asked, "I just don't know who won this battle."

"Ha ha....."

Lord's eyes were calm, a faint smile hung on the corner of his lips, and he said, "This question has no meaning. He will only win."