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Chapter 1135 You Are Not Pure Enough

Grimmjow realized that if he continued like this, sooner or later Kenpachi Zaraki would find his weakness and defeat him in one fell swoop. However, Grimmjow did not intend to give up.

He gritted his teeth and used his last bit of strength to launch a final charge.

However, this time, Kenpachi Zaraki did not give him any chance. He saw the flaw in Grimmjow's attack and punched him hard.

This punch hit Grimmjow's chest like thunder.

Grimmjow felt an irresistible force surge into his body, and he instantly lost consciousness and fell to the ground unconscious.

"General! Many Hollows appeared in Karakura Town and attacked us!"

At this moment, Ayase Gawa Yumichika reported to Kenpachi Zaraki.

There was a hint of tension and anxiety in his voice, and he was obviously worried about the current situation.

Kenpachi Zaraki frowned slightly when he heard this but soon returned to normal.

He turned his head and looked at Grimmjow who was lying on the ground, with a complicated look in his eyes.

"This guy is not bad. Even though he is a Hollow, I really admire his pure fighting spirit."

He secretly thought.

Then he looked at Ayasegawa Yumichika and said, "Really? Looks like we can start the real hunt today and declare war on Hueco Mundo!"

Kenpachi Zaraki's words were full of determination and confidence, as if he had already seen the upcoming battle and victory. The eyes of the others also turned to Grimmjow. They knew that this former enemy had lost his fighting power, but they also understood what Kenpachi Zaraki's decision meant - a full-scale declaration of war against Hueco Mundo was about to begin.

"What about him?" someone couldn't help but ask, referring to Grimmjow who was lying on the ground.

Kenpachi Zaraki was silent for a moment and then spoke slowly: "Let's take him back first. Although he is our enemy now, he is also a warrior worthy of respect. Moreover... he is now a berserker. I believe he will be a help to us."

The Arrancars who invaded Karakura Town never expected that there would be so many powerful Berserkers in Karakura Town.

Of course, the Berserkers, who are currently only at the level of psychics, are no match for the Arrancar.

However, since Ryuki Arisawa, Yasutora Chadari, Orihime Inoue and others were targeted, it was Ichigo Kurosaki who took action.

As a Berserker who had been to Soul Society with Ichigo Kurosaki, Arisawa Ryuki and the others had an easy start that left the other Berserkers behind, not to mention that they had come into close contact with the Hogyoku.

Although he did not awaken Fullbring, he did gain enhanced Berserker abilities.

This allowed them to hold out until Kurosaki Ichigo made his move.

Ichigo Kurosaki knocked down three of Harribel's subordinates with one move, and then defeated Nnoitra.

Nnoitra was originally proud of his steel skin being the strongest among the Ten Espada, but Kurosaki Ichigo took his scythe blow and defeated him with a casual punch. The steel skin he was so proud of was vulnerable in front of Kurosaki Ichigo.

At this time, Noitra couldn't accept his failure and struggled to stand up.

"Damn it, Berserker King!"

Nnoitra yelled at Kurosaki Ichigo.

"Your fighting spirit is not pure enough, and your strength is not strong enough."

Although it was only the first time that Ichigo Kurosaki met Nnoitra, he was able to see clearly Nnoitra's true nature.

Nnoitra is very bellicosous, but unlike Grimmjow Jagajek, who is also bellicosous but seeks to fight with all his strength on equal terms, Nnoitra often uses tactics such as taking advantage of opportunities and sneak attacks to defeat his opponents.

"I'm going to kill you!" Nnoitra ignored what Ichigo Kurosaki said.

"Pray, Holy Crying Mantis!"

He completed his transformation into a blade. Nnoitra had a crescent-shaped horn on his head, cross-shaped yellow facial markings on his face, an eyepatch-shaped mask with teeth-like features in his hollow places, and six amputated arms, each holding a double-edged sickle.

The injuries that had just been seriously injured by Ichigo Kurosaki were instantly recovered after returning to the sword.

When returning to the blade, the injuries sustained by the body before returning to the blade can be restored. At the same time, if the arm is cut off, it can also regenerate the arm.

As Nnoitra roared, the sky of Karakura Town seemed to be shrouded in an invisible haze, and the air around him was shaking with the power surging in his body.

Ichigo Kurosaki stood in front of him, his eyes calm and deep, as if he could see through all vanity and fear.

Although the opponent in front of him is seriously injured, his power after returning to the sword should not be underestimated. For most people, it is a challenge that is almost hopeless.

"The Berserker King?"

There was reluctance and anger in Nnoitra's voice. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of resistance to fate and desire for power.

"What makes you the king? Just because of your fists that can withstand my steel skin?"

There was a mad light flashing in his eyes, and his six sickle arms were waving in the air, drawing silver tracks, as if to tear everything around them apart.

Ichigo Kurosaki did not answer directly, but just shook his head slightly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Strength is never the only criterion for measuring a warrior's value. The truly strong are those who can persist in their beliefs in adversity and protect those who are important to them."

"Humph, stop preaching to me!"

Nnoitra obviously didn't agree with these words. He roared again, and swung out his six sickle arms at the same time, forming an impenetrable sword net that swept towards Kurosaki Ichigo.

Each sickle contained enough power to tear apart space, and the air was filled with a strong smell of death.

However, Ichigo Kurosaki seemed to be in another world. His movements were smooth and precise, and every dodge was just right, as if he could predict the trajectory of Nnoitra's attacks.

He was not in a hurry to fight back, but was waiting, waiting for the opportunity to strike a fatal blow.

"Your attack was too hasty."

Kurosaki Ichigo finally spoke, with a barely perceptible hint of sarcasm in his voice.

Just when Nnoitra's attack slowed down, Kurosaki Ichigo moved.

His figure flashed by like a ghost and instantly appeared behind Noitra. He clenched his right hand into a fist and gathered all his strength to strike at Noitra's seemingly indestructible back.

"Crescent Moon Chong!"

As Ichigo Kurosaki shouted, a brilliant crescent-shaped energy wave burst out from the center of his fist, instantly penetrating Nnoitra's defense and hitting his heart.

"Do not--!"

Nnoitra roared in despair, but it was too late. The crescent-shaped energy wave was like the scythe of the god of death, ruthlessly reaping his life.

His body gradually dissipated in the light, and finally turned into a wisp of black smoke and dissipated into the air.

(End of this chapter)