Chapter 501: Water Drips Through Stone

Ginjo and Tsukishima came together, holding the giant sword and the slender samurai sword in their hands, stabbing at the position of Suojie and Poshui behind Aizen like thunder.

The sword just touched Aizen's back, and the opponent suddenly stopped retreating, and the spiritual pressure burst like a wave, knocking the two away instantly.

"A mere ant, do you dare to get close to me?"

Ginjo wiped the blood from his mouth. Just the hasty spiritual pressure burst made him feel like his heart was about to break, which was really frightening.

In addition to the vague fear, what Hongjiang said seemed to be confirmed. This is a battle of continuous accumulation and effort, but it is impossible to see or think when these efforts will take effect.

And now in Ginjo's mind, I am afraid that there is another thing to add, that is, there is no way to be sure whether all his efforts will end up in vain.

Such a monster, can it really be defeated? No, the other monster said early, this battle may not have the concept of victory.

His eyes kept moving between Aizen and Hiroe. I'm afraid everyone understood that the only one who could do anything to Aizen was the monster named Hiroe Chouzuka.

But even so, Hiroe gradually showed signs of decline. I'm afraid what he said at that time was not only for the little ghosts, but also a reminder to himself.

"Ginjo, retreat first!"

"Yeah, I didn't forget, Tsukishima."

Although I didn't forget, I was still a little distracted.

At Tsukishima's reminder, the two found a new place to hide. Tsukishima was a little impatient to express his concerns: "Ginjo, I'm afraid we have no chance of winning at all."

"This may be a battle without the concept of 'winning' from the beginning. Have you forgotten, Tsukishima?"

Tsukishima seemed a little surprised: "Do you still take what Chouzuka said seriously, Ginjo?" Then, he hurriedly said: "I don't care about the new world or the old world. Whether it is good or bad is not what I worry about. What I care about is your safety and mine!"

Ginjo smiled calmly and pointed his finger behind him casually. Tsukishima knew who he was referring to: "Do you think we are still safe in the hands of that guy?"

Yes, it may be extremely dangerous at this moment, but with the attitude shown by Aizen, once they fail, even if they are alive, they will definitely have no dignity as ants.

And dignity is very important to Ginjo, and to Tsukishima, Ginjo is the most important.

"But now..."

"Aren't we all doing what Chouzuka said?"

Tsukishima was silent for a while. He could realize that Hongjiang's silent change to Ginjō was not to return to the Ginjō who was proud of his original identity as a Shinigami agent, but to no longer hate Ginjō and look forward to a new future.

Yes, in his opinion, Ginjō himself might not realize that he didn't know when he subconsciously chose to believe everything Hongjiang said.

"Ginjo, I don't think there's much difference between Chouzuka and Aizen." Tsukishima paused and continued, "Do you really think that guy is trustworthy?"

"Trustworthy?" Ginjo couldn't help but sneer, "You don't know which of his words are true and which are false. From this point of view, how can he be trusted? Of course, he doesn't seem to be any different from that guy named Aizen."

"Then?"

"I know what you want to say, Tsukishima." Ginjo interrupted him and continued, "But Chouzuka's ambition and methods are far less extreme than Aizen's, so I have more opportunities to take advantage of him."

Tsukishima nodded, but it doesn't mean that he agrees with Ginjo's words. This wording may be more like his last persistence and stubbornness in the past hatred.

The real him is willing to execute Hongjiang's orders without any reservation, and I'm afraid there are more elements of hope.

The hope that was once placed on the sincere and idealistic Ukitake, but finally turned into disappointment, may be more likely to be realized by Hongjiang, who is more ambitious and more motivated.

"Mr. Ginjo, Mr. Tsukimichi." Inoue Orihime suddenly sneaked over and whispered, "Are you two okay? Do you need my treatment?"

Both of them waved their hands. If they had just been hit, they might have been seriously injured. Although they vomited some blood now, their injuries were not serious.

All this was thanks to Hongjiang. After Aizen released his spiritual pressure, he immediately used the Tsukishima Reikiri to use the Dankong and saved the two in time.

"Hado 71, Angry Dragon Red Fire Cannon!"

After saving Tsukishima and Ginjo, Hongjiang's sickle turned red. With a swing of the knife, the red blade rushed out like a swimming dragon, circling up from under Aizen's feet, and finally completely wrapped him up, forming a huge red spherical fireball.

The air rang with the sound of "Hu, hu!" Like a dragon's roar, Aizen's skin gradually turned red. He was only the 71st Hado, which should not be enough to affect him now.

But the ghost arts released by Hongjiang through the Moon Scythe Reikiri seemed to be just as he said, the ghost arts that had lost their personal marks could not only explode in the opponent's body, but even if released outside the body, it seemed to be more easily accepted by the body.

The moment the flames dissipated, Chad and Jia Ji punched and kicked Aizen on the left and right elbows.

Messy numbers appeared beside the two of them, and their spiritual pressure and bodies looked stronger than before, and this was all the work of Tozawa Kiriko.

But even though the two of them were enhanced, their seemingly majestic punches and kicks did not shake Aizen in the slightest. With just a slight push from his elbow, the two of them let out a scream, and the crisp sound of fractures could be heard. , the two of them broke an arm and a leg respectively.

"Fifty-eight broken roads, Qianlan!"

A hurricane rose up, but gently blew the two of them away. Hongjiang was already trying his best to ensure that the others could retreat as soon as possible after taking action. However, facing Aizen in this state, he still couldn't avoid some damage.

"Besides the denial of me, does the action of these ants have any other meaning?"

Hong Jiang smiled: "A drop of water penetrates a stone. Who can say that the weak drop of water is meaningless?"

As if to verify his statement, Rukia, with her eyes closed, suddenly jumped over Hongjiang's head, held the knife in both hands, and stabbed Aizen directly between the eyebrows.

Aizen also struck with lightning speed, holding the blade that Rukia stabbed directly with his left hand.

"Bound Dao Ninety-One, Forbidden Sky!"

Hong Jiang released Kidō in time, but it was still a little late. Rukia's Zanpakutō was already held in Aizen's hand. Although the invisible wall restrained his left hand, under its tyrannical spiritual pressure, Nine No. 11's broken track didn't last long at all.

He pulled hard, and the Zanpakutō in his right hand stabbed Rukia straight into the chest.

"Anyway, my interest has been satisfied, so I will destroy these 'water drops' one by one.