Along with the collapse of the tall building, Kenpachi was full of joy, and the serrated knife in his hand kept smashing towards Ichigo.

Yes, Kenpachi is not chopping, but holding the blade in his hand, as a stick and the kind of weapon is constantly smashing, there is no swordsmanship at all, but it is full of killing moves, those killing moves are all Kenpachi can not be slashed out, and the swordsmanship that has been systematically learned, this continuous blade-consuming style of play, even so that Ichigo faintly, you can hear the blade in Kenpachi's hand constantly crying, mourning.

"When a beast is shackled, is it still a beast?"

When Ichigo heard the scream, a faint red light flashed in his eyes, and he kept blocking in his hand, and the pitch-black blade collided with the broken ruler-shaped slashing knife in Kenpachi's hand, rubbing a spark at the same time, he asked Kenpachi who continued to swing the blade.

"Huh? What do you mean......"

Kenpachi didn't fight back when he saw that he kept blocking, but instead asked his Ichigo, his eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes revealed a little doubt.

"Kenpachi, when did your sword become so sluggish?"

Ichigo once again blocked the moment of Kenpachi's blade, and asked Kenpachi again.

"Huh? It's the same as the knife you've seen before. ”

Kenpachi's brows furrowed even tighter, and Ichigo in front of him gave him a palpitating feeling.

This palpitation does not mean that Ichigo's strength is enough to defeat or kill him, but a more visceral, more primitive fear, like a beast that is strong but instinctively afraid of thunder and fire, and now Ichigo gives Kenpachi this feeling.

"Although I have not seen your previous knife, I hear the knife in your hand now, and you are constantly crying and sorrowing."

"She's not grieving for your devastating sword-fighting style, she's disgusted that you're too weak to use her......"

"Kenpachi, if I'm not mistaken, your Slashing Sword has never responded to you, right?"

Ichigo stopped the knife in his hand, looked at Kenpachi Sagigi, and asked.

“……”

Kenpachi was silent after hearing Ichigo's words, and he raised his hand to look at the knife in his hand, which was full of gaps, proving that this sword had gone through countless battles, and had been beaten and weathered for thousands of years......

Kenpachi only remembered how to slash and how to kill, but he never maintained the knife in his hand, even once......

Of course, Kenpachi had also asked for the name of his sword, but the knife in his hand never responded.

Kenpachi once thought that even if he couldn't solve it like the other captains, it was enough to rank among the strong, but he never thought that he was too weak to be worthy of the powerful sword in his hand.

"Kenpachi is not the knife in your hand to protect, it is this knife that has been protecting you, with your current strength, even if you know the name of the knife, it will only be you who will fall......"

Ichigo directly broke the state of Kenpachi at the moment, the fact is that Kenpachi's sword is too powerful, and at the moment when Kenpachi begins to solve and dissolves, it will stimulate all the most primitive power of Kenpachi, which is the power that once surprised the original Kenpachi Hana Yachiryu, and it is also the power that made Unohana resign from Kenpachi's position......

With Kenpachi's weak body now, probably the moment Kenpachi uses that power, his body will collapse instantly, so she chose to hide her name completely, silently accompany Kenpachi, and accompany Kenpachi to cut out a piece of the world......

silently protects his master, and is more wooden and sword-eight.

“……”

As Ichigo's words pierced Kenpachi's chest like a blade, on the tower not far from Ichigo and Kenpachi, a girl with short pink hair and wearing a death overlord costume looked at Ichigo and Kenpachi expressionlessly, as if thinking about something.

"You say I'm weak?"

Kenpachi asked, holding a sharp blade in his hand, looking at Ichigo.

"Or else?"

Ichigo asked, standing with a sword in one hand, looking at Kenpachi.

"Since you say I'm weak, prove your strength and defeat me!!"

Kenpachi laughed fiercely, his face was hideous, his expression was crazy, and the terrifying spiritual pressure surrounded his body, and at the same time, he raised the sharp blade in his hand high and aimed it at Kurosaki Ichigo in front of him.

"Wow!!"

The next moment, blood gushed into the sky.

At the moment when Kenpachi was about to swing the blade, a blood-red cut was cut on Kenpachi's chest, and countless blood splattered.

"Forehead ......"

Kenpachi felt his body sink suddenly, and his consciousness began to gradually blur, and he involuntarily fell behind him.

"As you wish."

Ichigo waved the hilt of his sword, shaking off all the occult blood stained on the silver-white blade, while looking at the fallen Kenpachi and speaking lightly.

"Puff ......"

As Kenpachi fell to the ground, the wound on his chest that continued to gush blood like a fountain stained the ground red.

“……”

Ichigo looked at the fallen Kenpachi, and with a flick of the blade in his hand, the white cloth on the gauntlet suddenly wrapped the entire blade, and then gently placed it behind him, ready to turn around and leave.

"Wait......"

Just as Ichigo was about to leave, a hoarse voice made Ichigo stop his steps.

"Huh?"

Ichigo stopped and turned to look.

"Whew, whew, whew......"

I saw that Kenpachi, who had been injured and fell to the ground by him, had stood up again, and he stared at Ichigo with his beast-like eyes, and the corners of his mouth kept rising, showing how excited Kenpachi's heart was at this moment.

"Ichigo Kurosaki ......"

The corners of Kenpachi's mouth cracked, and he whispered Ichigo's name as he slashed the blade in his hand towards his right eye, which was wearing an eye patch.

"Huh!"

The sword light flickered, and the pitch-black blindfold shattered in an instant.

"Boom !!"

In the middle of the roar, the long-suppressed spiritual pressure was like a volcanic eruption, rising into the sky, and the golden spiritual pressure was like a substance, forming a roaring beast in the sky, and then turning into a fierce skeleton, which people could see with the naked eye alone.

"Because my spiritual pressure is too strong, I've been suppressing myself all the time, and now I'm in a complete state, Ichigo let's fight to our heart's content."

Kenpachi held the blade in his hand, looked at Ichigo Kurosaki and laughed wildly.

"Kenpachi, let me give you a suggestion."

Ichigo smiled faintly as he looked at Kenpachi, who was open in full swing and instinctively returning to his near-death state.

"Huh?"

Kenpachi looked at Ichigo with a faint smile and frowned.

"You are very weak, so don't suppress your spiritual pressure in the future, because even if you don't suppress your spiritual pressure, you won't be strong enough......"

Ichigo gave Kenpachi his valuable advice.

"Huh?"

In this regard, Kenpachi looked stunned and his expression was stunned.

"Hehe......" Ichigo didn't say anything, he just aimed the sword in his right hand at Kenpachi, and his left hand lightly rested on the forearm of his right hand, and at the same time said softly: "Swastika ......"

"Boom !!"

The pitch-black ink-like spiritual pressure was like a downpour of rain falling from the sky, and the spiritual pressure that Jian Eight rushed to the sky, in the face of this violent wind and rain, was like a flame, and it was extinguished in an instant......