Chapter 1129 Return the Blade, Creak, Leopard King!

Grimmjow roared, and the spiritual pressure in his body boiled instantly, surging out like a volcano erupting.

"Virtual flash!"

Grimmjow suddenly opened his palm, and with a deafening roar, a red beam of light that condensed all his power instantly cut through the sky, and blasted towards Madarame's corner with the aura of destroying everything.

This virtual flash is not only incredibly fast, but its destructive power is enough to cause mountains to collapse and the ground to crack, making people fearful.

Facing Grimmjow's offensive, Madarame Ikkaku did not show the slightest fear.

He took a deep breath, slowly clasped his hands on his waist, closed his eyes and concentrated. After a moment, a dark red wave of energy began to condense around him. This was - "Killing Intention Wave".

This energy is different from ordinary spiritual attacks. It contains the killing intent and determination accumulated by Madarame in countless battles. It can directly impact the opponent's mind and plunge him into chaos and fear.

"Come on, let me see if your so-called strength can resist my murderous intention!"

Madarame opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes shining with determination.

With his low drink.

The "Killing Intention Wave" rushed towards Grimmjow with lightning speed.

This shock wave is not only incredibly fast, but also contains the murderous intent and determination deep in Madarame's heart. It can directly impact the opponent's mind and plunge him into chaos and fear.

Grimmjow's false flash and Madarame's "murderous wave" violently collided in the air. The moment the two met, it seemed as if the entire space was shaking. The light was so dazzling that it was difficult to see directly. The explosion was deafening, like the beginning of the world. The roar when it was turned on caused the surrounding space to briefly distort.

The shock wave generated by the explosion spread outward in a ring shape. Wherever it passed, whether it was hard rock or lush trees, they all appeared fragile in front of this force and turned into fragments. Dust and gravel intertwined into chaos. Blocking the line of sight also made the battle more complicated and confusing.

Grimmjow didn't expect Madarame's murderous wave to be more powerful than his own False Flash.

It can even be said that his own virtual flash was swallowed up by the fluctuation of killing intent in an instant, causing him to bear most of the power impact!

However, the injured Grimmjow was even more excited.

His eyes shone with even more excitement.

As a strong man in Hueco Mundo, he enjoys this kind of evenly matched or even slightly inferior battle, because it can stimulate the power hidden in his body and make him stronger.

"Interesting, it's getting more and more exciting!"

He laughed, his voice filled with eagerness and madness for battle.

He didn't care at all about his injuries.

"Creak, Leopard King!"

Grimmjow completed his return.

His body began to undergo astonishing changes. The Zanpakutō disappeared and was replaced by a white leopard that was capable and full of wildness.

This is not only a change in appearance, but also a qualitative leap in strength.

Grimmjow, who returned to the sword, was covered in tight white armor, and every muscle was as tight as a string, full of explosive power.

His eyes shone with a cold light, his ears changed into leopard ears, his hair became longer and hung down to his waist, and a delicate mask appeared on his forehead, adding a bit of mystery and majesty.

The most eye-catching thing is the segmented tail with a black tip behind him, as well as the long mane and sharp claws at the tips of his limbs, all of which demonstrate his power and ferocity after returning to the sword.

Speed ​​is Grimmjow's biggest advantage after returning to the sword.

Almost before anyone could react, he had appeared next to Madarame Ikkaku. His speed was so fast that even Madarame Ikkaku couldn't react in time.

The sharp claws cut through the air like lightning and landed on Madarame Ikkaku's body accurately.

The bloody battle suit was torn as easily as tissue paper at this moment, and even Madarame's powerful body was cut with three shocking blood holes, and the blood instantly stained the skirt of the suit red.

"Nani?"

Madarame's eyes widened in disbelief, he never thought he could be hurt so easily. But this shock only lasted for a moment, and was immediately replaced by a stronger fighting spirit.

"What's wrong, Berserker, are you scared?"

After saying that, Grimmjow launched another offensive. His movements were as fast as lightning, leaving afterimages of his body in the air, approaching Madarame.

Seeing this, Madarame Ikkaku did not dare to slack off at all. He quickly adjusted his breathing and concentrated the spiritual power in his body to the extreme, preparing to receive this fatal blow.

"The impact of murderous intent waves!"

Madarame Ikkaku roared, and the aura around him suddenly surged, and a wave of murderous intent that was stronger than before burst out from his body. Dark red ripples like substance spread to all sides, and wherever they passed, there were even waves. The air seemed to be torn apart.

This power was not only an attack on the body, but also an oppression on the spiritual level. Grimmjow paused for a moment.

"Hmph, you're just trying to shake me with murderous intent?"

As he spoke, he accelerated suddenly, directly breaking through the blockade of the murderous wave, and his sharp claws slashed towards Madarame Ikkaku's chest like lightning.

When Madarame saw this, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. He knew that it was impossible to dodge and could only resist. He took a deep breath, concentrated all his strength on his arms, and blocked Grimmjow's claws.

Two powerful forces collided in the air, erupting with a deafening roar, and the surrounding space seemed to tremble.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the two of them were knocked back several steps at the same time.

Madarame's clothes were stained red with blood, but his eyes were more determined; and although Grimmjow seemed to be fine, there was a rare trace of solemnity on his face.

The battle has entered a fierce stage, with the two of them going back and forth with deadly moves. The surrounding environment had been completely destroyed by their battle, leaving only endless dust and gravel flying in the air.

"Huh, don't think it's over like this!"

Madarame roared low, and his body rose up, as fast as a cheetah hunting.

He no longer relied solely on the long-range attack of "Killing Intention Fluctuation", but chose a more direct melee combat. His hands were clenched into fists, and the fists were wrapped with thick spiritual light. Each blow contained enough power to shake the mountains.

When Grimmjow saw this, a sneer appeared on his lips, and he moved nimbly across the battlefield, like a real leopard, freely traveling through the jungle, avoiding Madarame's fierce attacks.

Every dodge he made was just right, not only avoiding fatal damage, but also maintaining a distance from his opponent, looking for opportunities to counterattack.