Ulquiorra replied with a mechanical expression: "I refuse." He was so cold and lifeless.
"I don't know why Grimmjow and Nnoitra chose to surrender, but if you compare me with them." At this point, a coldness flashed in his eyes.
"Then you are wrong, Shinigami." After saying that, he disappeared on the spot and appeared next to Aizen. The green spirit sword in his hand suddenly swung towards Aizen's neck, and the terrifying spiritual pressure fluctuations seemed to cut off the space.
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Aizen didn't panic and blocked Ulquiorra's attack with his Zanpakutō. Feeling the power coming from his hand, he couldn't help but admire it.
"Just by attacking randomly, you have shown that you are stronger than an ordinary captain in Soul Society. You are very strong, but it is not enough."
Aizen still had a warm smile on his face. When Ulquiorra saw this, a murderous intent finally flashed in Furui Fubo's eyes.
He exerted force in his hand, and fierce killing intent spurted out with spiritual pressure. The green spirit sword in his hand turned into a stream of light and circulated rapidly. In just a few breaths, Aizen's forehead, neck, chest and more than a dozen vital points were covered.
Aizen remained calm and unfazed, waving the Kyouka Suigetsu in his hand quickly, each strike was precise and just right, blocking, slashing, or slicing to easily block the opponent's attack.
The battle is still going on. The two of them don't seem to intend to fight in the air. They only alternate quickly on the ground. Ulquiorra is extremely fast and misses a few hits. He flashes around Aizen like a teleport in space. Every hit appears carefully.
In an unexpected location.
This is the phenomenon of reverberation taken to its extreme.
Aizen said while feeling it: "Your sound is very powerful, but it is not yet at the level of that Vastod."
As soon as he said this, that figure appeared in his mind.
That moment of dangerous aura was something I had not experienced for many years. His eyes were filled with sadness, as if he was nostalgic and yet wary, but he was not noticed by Ulquiorra under the cover of the mirror frame.
"Back attack."
Since Li Chuan left, he has been thinking about how to restrain this trick. If he hadn't taken precautions in advance, although he wouldn't have been injured, his trip to Hueco Mundo would definitely have been abandoned halfway.
As the battle between the two entered a fierce stage, the spiritual pressure became higher and higher, and the attacks became more fierce. The overflowing strong wind blew the surroundings with a hissing sound, and the dust on the ground was filled with dust.
When the spiritual pressure is taken down, it is like the tide on the beach spreading out one after another.
Coupled with the flowing light that envelopes Aizen, looking from a distance, one cannot see the reality clearly.
Not long after, the place the two of them were in was completely bare, in contrast to the piles of sand surrounding them.
After receiving several attacks from Ulquiorra, Aizen felt that the time was almost up. Kyoka Suigetsu swung violently, and the sudden force forced the opponent to retreat.
Then he continued: "Use all your strength and let me see if the one I met before is stronger."
Looking at the confident Aizen, Ulquiorra suddenly restrained his murderous intent, and his face showed no signs of fatigue. It seemed that he still had reservations about the confrontation just now: "Who was it before? Just when you have
Wastod for dogs?"
"No, he is very strong. He once told us that he has never met a Daxu who is more powerful than him." Aizen denied.
After hearing this, Ulquiorra looked in the direction of Grimmjow and Nnoitra, and saw the two of them looking at him fiercely. If they had not dared to intervene, they would have rushed to tear him apart. Their eyes met.
He really wanted to see the two dancing, but the result disappointed him.
Although Grimmjow and Nnoitra were weaker than him, it was not easy to kill each other. He had never seen Vastod who could completely convince them.
"Grimmjow, who is that Vastod?"
"Li Chuan." As soon as Grimmjow mentioned that person, he suddenly fell silent, put one hand in his pocket and said with squinted blue eyes.
"Li Chuan?" Ulquiorra thought carefully after listening, but there was no relevant trace in his memory.
"It's rare for you two to admit that you are strong, but... you have become weak."
After hearing this, Neutra became even more furious. Being Aizen's subordinate was already a pain in his heart, and being frightened by Li Chuan was irritating his nerves.
"Hmph~ Ulquiorra, try to see if I've become weaker." He picked up his weapon and rushed over.
"I'm going to kill you, Ulquiorra, and then I'll kill you all, and then I'll devour you, and then I'll devour that Li Chuan."
The figure dragged on the ground, followed by a shrieking sound of wind, leaving a trail of afterimages on the ground.
Suddenly, a dangerous signal came to Nnoitra's mind, who was still halfway there. He stood up suddenly and quickly retreated. A huge fist with a destructive aura fell from the sky, and a large deep hole was blasted in front of him.
, the strong wind and gravel almost made him lose his footing.
As the fist rose from the pit, a rough mocking voice came from the ear: "Hey, Nnoitra, long time no see."
The other party glanced at Neutra: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and you have become a lackey of the God of Death."
A huge body came out of the fog, wearing white clothes, dark skin, black hair, a mask on the chin, four strangely shaped protrusions on the top of the head, and two pairs of red markings on the cheeks on both sides.
It made him look extremely tough. Several slits were torn in his loose clothes, and white liquid was flowing between the slits.
The position of the void hole is in the center of the chest, and from the perspective of the Arrancar, it is undoubtedly Vastod.
As the Vastod slowly walked out of the dust mist, a powerful, manic aura hit his face. He looked down at Nnoitra with a cruel and sarcastic smile.
Ulquiorra glanced in this direction: "Yami."
Yami heard the shouting and said to him: "Well, Ulquiorra, that god of death is too weak, and it will be boring after a few hammers." After saying that, he glanced in one direction wildly.
Ulquiorra saw a god of death lying in the distance, with dark skin and bandages on his eyes. He was lying on the ground weakly, with no possibility of fighting anymore.
Next to him stood a god of death, wearing a death uniform. He wore a smiling smile and put his hands in his sleeves. He looked harmless, but gave off an aura of danger.
"A Shinigami with such strength, you can still get hurt, Yami." Ulquiorra was very surprised, with a hint of disdain in his plain voice.
The God of Death lying on the ground seemed to have heard his words, and suddenly twitched, and let out a "wow" sound. He spat out dazzling blood on the ground, soaking the desert where he was. He took a deep breath, tried to support his arms, and violently shook his whole body.
He convulsed, and finally fell weakly to the sand.
He murmured intermittently: "Lord Aizen...Lord Aizen..." His face covered with blood was gray and gray.