Begin from the original form of torture and become immortal

Chapter 1129 Return to the Blade, Squeak, Leopard King!
Grimmjow roared, and the spiritual pressure in his body instantly boiled over, surging out like a volcanic eruption.

"Virtual flash!"

Grimmjow suddenly opened his palms, and with a deafening roar, a red beam of light that condensed all his strength instantly cut through the sky and blasted towards a corner of Madarame with the momentum of destroying everything.

This flash of light is not only incredibly fast, but the destructive power it contains is enough to cause mountains to collapse and the earth to crack, which makes people feel terrified.

Facing Grimmjow's attack, Madarame showed no fear at all.

He took a deep breath, slowly put his hands together at his waist, closed his eyes and concentrated. After a moment, a dark red wave of energy began to gather around him. This was - "murderous wave".

This energy is different from ordinary spiritual attacks. It contains the murderous intent and determination accumulated by Madarame Ikkaku in countless battles. It can directly impact the opponent's mind, causing it to fall into confusion and fear.

"Come on, let me see whether your so-called strength can withstand my murderous intent!"

Madarame's eyes suddenly opened, with a determined light flashing in them.

With his low drink.

The "murderous wave" rushed towards Grimmjow at 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, causing it to fall into confusion and fear.

Grimmjow's Flash and Madarame's "murderous wave" collided violently 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 look directly at it. The explosion was deafening, like the roar when the world was first created, and the surrounding space was temporarily distorted.

The shock wave produced by the explosion spread outward in a ring shape. Wherever it passed, no matter whether it was hard rock or lush trees, they all seemed fragile in the face of this force and turned into fragments. Dust and rubble intertwined into a chaos, obscuring the vision and making the battle even more confusing.

Grimmjow didn't expect that Madarame Ikkaku's murderous intent was more powerful than his own Hollow Flash.

It can even be said that his virtual flash was swallowed up by the murderous intent in an instant, causing him to bear most of the impact of the force!
However, the injured Grimmjow became even more excited.

There was an even greater excitement gleaming in his eyes.

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

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

He laughed, his voice revealing his desire and madness for battle.

He didn't care about the injuries at all.

"Crack it, Panther King!"

Grimmjow completed his Return to the Blade.

His body began to undergo amazing changes. His Zanpakutō disappeared, and in its place was a sleek and wild white leopard.

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

After returning to his original form, Grimmjow was covered in white tight armor, and every muscle was as taut as a string, full of explosive power.

His eyes flashed with a cold light, his ears turned into leopard ears, his hair grew longer and fell to his waist, and there was an exquisite mask on his forehead, adding a bit of mystery and majesty.

The most eye-catching thing is the segmented tail with black tips behind him, as well as the long mane and sharp claws at the ends of his limbs, all of which show his strength and ferocity after returning to the sword. Speed ​​is Grimmjow's biggest advantage after returning to the sword.

Almost in the moment when no one could react, he had appeared next to Madarame Ikkaku. His speed was so fast that even Madarame Ikkaku could not react in time.

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

The bloody battle suit was torn as easily as thin paper at this moment, and even the powerful body of Madarame was cut with three shocking bloody wounds, and the blood instantly dyed the collar red.

"Nani?"

Madarame's eyes widened in disbelief. He had never thought that he would be injured 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 attack. His movements were as fast as lightning, and his figure left a trail of afterimages in the air as he headed straight for a corner of Madarame.

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

"Murderous wave impact!"

Madarame let out a low roar, and the aura around him suddenly surged. A wave of murderous intent that was even stronger than before burst out from his body, and deep red ripples like substance spread out in all directions. Wherever it passed, even the air seemed to be torn apart.

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

"Humph, you think you can shake me with just murderous intent?"

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

Seeing this, Madarame's eyes flashed with determination. He knew that it was impossible to dodge and could only resist. He took a deep breath, gathered all his strength in his arms, and blocked Grimmjow's claws.

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

"boom!"

With a loud bang, both of them were pushed back several steps.

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

The battle entered a white-hot stage, the two of them exchanged deadly blows. The surrounding environment had long been completely destroyed by their battle, leaving only endless dust and debris flying in the air.

"Hmph, don't think this is the end!"

Madarame growled and leapt up, as swift as a cheetah hunting.

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

Seeing this, Grimmjow curled up a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and moved flexibly around the battlefield, like a real leopard, moving freely in the jungle and avoiding Madarame Ikkaku's fierce attacks.

Each of his dodges was just right, avoiding fatal damage while keeping a distance from his opponent and looking for opportunities to counterattack.

(End of this chapter)