Snap, snap.
Where the light passed, the ground was cut open like butter, and a ditch that kept stretching forward suddenly took shape.
But Madara Uchiha just glanced at the Eye, then raised his young, white hand and made a cut in the air. The light, as if unstoppable, was instantly shattered and disappeared into the air.
"Oh?" Nimaiya Oetsu looked surprised and said, "You actually blocked my slash with your bare hands?"
"What's so surprising?" Kirinji Tenjiro, standing beside him, curled his lip. "Since this guy dared to say such things, he must be a really tough character. Your casual attacks won't work, of course. Let me do it!"
His figure flickered, disappearing from where he stood like a ghost.
Shine, Kinpika!
The blade he held in his hand, like a paddle, suddenly burst into golden light. Like a dazzling sun, it smashed toward Madara Uchiha.
Rumble.
The ground crumbled, and rocks flew into the air.
The whole area looked like it had been bombed by ground-to-ground missiles, forming huge pits.
The unharmed Madara Uchiha appeared, pinching the blade of Kirinji Tenjiro's long sword with his left hand, and a mocking smile appeared on his face. "I remember you were Unohana's teacher in a way, right? Is that all you've got?"
"You little brat!" Kirinji Tenjiro frowned, his eyes filled with shock. "Where did you come from, you freak?"
His attack just now was a completely unleashed, no-holds-barred strike on the other guy. But even so, it didn't cause any damage.
No damage was fine, but he didn't even move him an inch. This was just ridiculous!
"Humph." Madara Uchiha snorted coldly, his figure suddenly disappearing. When he reappeared, he was already behind Kirinji Tenjiro, gently touching his spine. "You don't need to know about these things."
"Ah!"
Kirinji Tenjiro screamed, involuntarily kneeling on the ground, twitching all over.
"What did you do to him?" Ukitake Jushiro glanced at her partner, looking at Madara Uchiha with caution. "What did you do to him?"
"Don't worry, I just broke his spine." Madara Uchiha said calmly, as if nothing had happened. "Next, there are four of you."
Whoosh.
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge brush pressed down from above Madara Uchiha's head. The black ink completely covered him.
The real name calling monk held the brush in his arms and said softly, "Real Strike, White Brush Writing! Black Ant!"
This brush in his hand existed before the concept of Zanpakuto appeared. The so-called real strike corresponds to Bankai, and its ability is to "carve new names" on things whose names have been erased.
Just like the black ant he recited later. If he carves the words "black ant" on the target, the target will become as weak and helpless as an ant.
However, this cloud of black ink only existed for a moment before it burst open from the inside with a "pop". Madara Uchiha, who should have turned into a "black ant", raised his right hand and gently touched him with his index finger.
Puchi.
The real name calling monk's chest was instantly pierced, his eyes wide open, his face filled with disbelief. "This, how is this possible?"
"It's just a shallow application of breaking your kind of creation rules. Is that so surprising?" Madara Uchiha raised an eyebrow, his face full of disdain.
For Madara Uchiha, this was really nothing to look at. But to be honest, this monk's ability was indeed very powerful, at least he had touched the threshold of the rules.
Although it took him millions of years, he was almost unrivaled in the entire Soul Reaper world.
"Rules? Could it be that you..." As if realizing something, the real name calling monk's expression instantly became dull.
Buzz.
It was at this moment that Nimaiya Oetsu took the opportunity to strike. He held a dark green Zanpakuto in his hand, slashing down from above Madara Uchiha's head.
At the same time, Shutara Senjumaru and Kirinji Tenjiro also advanced towards Madara Uchiha from the left and right in an encircling trend.
Crack.
Madara Uchiha raised his right hand, his white palm directly grabbing Nimaiya Oetsu's blade. At the same time, he stretched out his left hand and flicked his finger at Kiryu.
Boom.
A muffled sound.
Kirinji Tenjiro felt as if she had been hit by a huge hammer, and her body flew out. Not only that, her originally fat body instantly became slender in mid-air, and she fell to the ground with a "plop".
This was a sign that her spiritual pressure was rapidly being consumed.
Kirinji Tenjiro usually converts spiritual pressure that she doesn't need into fat and stores it, and when she needs it, she can quickly burn the fat to release the spiritual pressure.
But now, just to resist this one blow from Madara Uchiha, she had already consumed all the spiritual pressure she had stored for hundreds of years.
"How is this possible!" Nimaiya Oetsu, holding the dark green blade in his hand, was also shocked.
The sword in his hand was called Sayafushi, and it was the sharpest Zanpakuto he had ever forged. Not to mention flesh, it could even cut through high-density spiritual currents. But now, he was being held in the palm of the hand by a boy so easily?
Crack.
Just as Nimaiya Oetsu was shocked, Madara Uchiha slightly twisted his hand. He directly broke his proudest work in half, and holding the broken blade, Madara Uchiha casually slashed in the direction of Shutara Senjumaru's attack.
Tear.
The sound of cloth tearing suddenly rang out, and Shutara Senjumaru froze in place. Her proud protective suit was instantly torn apart, and her six white bone arms were broken into several pieces.
Boom.
Another muffled sound.
Nimaiya Oetsu's body also fell heavily to the ground, still holding his half of the Zanpakuto in his hand.
"So, do I have this strength now?" Madara Uchiha looked at Shutara Senjumaru, who was the only one who could still stand in the field, and asked with a hint of mockery.
Dull.
Shutara Senjumaru's expression was dull at this moment. She really didn't expect that she could see this scene. One person, he overturned their entire Zero Squad with his own power!
Not only that, but he didn't seem to be serious at all?
Unbelievable! In Shutara Senjumaru's opinion, this was truly unbelievable! It was simply magic!
But then, even more magical things suddenly unfolded before Shutara Senjumaru's eyes.
The real name calling monk, who should have been the most loyal servant of His Majesty the Soul King, was prostrating himself on the ground, excitedly shouting at Madara Uchiha: "Long live the great Soul King! Long live!"
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