Although she was confidently talking about the intuition of a swordsman, but wanting to crack Aizen's Kyōka Suigetsu, was still somewhat too difficult.
Otherwise, the entire Seireitei wouldn't have been played around by him.
As for Kyōraku Callum, he didn't think too much.
He was only concerned about one thing.
At this time, what stage had the decisive battle progressed to?
At the same time, in the "Fake Karakura Town", the tide of spiritual pressure surged within.
This city that had been specially manufactured to confuse and battle, looking out, at this time had already become patches of ruins.
Broken walls and ruined ramparts, flames burning, charred, mottled, Kidō light blooming.
No one could see, that not long ago, this was still a very clean and bright city.
Above the ruins, several figures were suspended in the high sky, facing each other.
Hueco Mundo Arrancar and Soul Society Vice-Captains, Espada and Captains.
The battle, clearly had already entered a state of anxiety.
The Shinigami who had been injured in Hueco Mundo before and withdrawn from the subjugation, had also rejoined the battle.
In addition, the Visored that remained in the Human World, had also joined the battle.
However, the situation was still not very optimistic.
The balance of victory in the battle, seemed to be tilting towards the Hueco Mundo direction.
"Aizen hasn't even taken action, and we are already unable to resist."
"Why is the strength of these Espada so terrifying?"
"What exactly did Aizen do to them, the Espada's strength has completely exceeded the Captains'!"
"If it wasn't for the Commander-General constantly staring at Aizen, possibly we would have already been killed."
The battle situation in Karakura Town, was taken in by Yamamoto Genryūsai in the sky.
The Shinigami presenting a one-sided defeat, was something that he hadn't expected.
Merely three Espada, then had suppressed all of the Captains who were participating in the battle.
In addition, their Fracción, had also dragged the Vice-Captains into difficult battles.
If it wasn't for the Vice-Captains' Zanpakutō abilities being unique, it was estimated that there would have already started to be tragic situations of death.
"What a group of troublesome Shinigami!"
Yamamoto Genryūsai with both hands held onto his cane, emitted an old but full of vigor voice.
"To actually still need the Commander-General to carry out the battle!"
Aizen's expression was calm, on his face hung a faint smile.
His gaze slightly lowered, it seemed that everything that was happening before his eyes, there wasn't a single thing that could be cared about by him.
The cane in Yamamoto Genryūsai's hand burned with raging flames.
Boom!
Terrifying high temperature, in an instant divided the entire battlefield.
Flames in the high sky danced, roasted, forced back Szayelaporro who was preparing to kill Kuchiki Byakuya.
"Haha, old man!"
"To arbitrarily interfere in other people's battles, could it be that this is your Shinigami's style?!"
Szayelaporro emitted a strange cry.
The current him, no longer had that scientist's rigor in Hueco Mundo, his expression had a few points of madness, his whole body seemed to be transforming towards Nemu Kurotsuchi's direction.
It was a pity that Kurotsuchi Mayuri because of his injuries being too severe, was unable to participate in this decisive battle of Karakura Town.
"As the Commander-General, I can't just watch my subordinates be killed and remain indifferent."
Yamamoto Genryūsai's expression didn't change, the Ryūjin Jakka in his hand, burned with flames, quietly looked at him.
Terrifying spiritual pressure from the Commander-General, appeared on the battlefield.
Ryūjin Jakka lightly waved, behind Yamamoto Genryūsai, immediately stirred up a huge flame tornado that spanned the heavens and earth!
Countless buildings at this moment, transformed into charred black until they ceased to exist.
Aizen's gaze solidified, nodded: "Has the Commander-General finally taken action?"
"But it's already too late."
Yamamoto Genryūsai quietly looked at him, the spiritual pressure around him, clearly had already locked onto Aizen's position.
"Now only you remain, who can still be considered battle power."
"As long as I defeat you, the victory of this war, I will have already obtained half."
Aizen's gaze was indifferent, lightly said.
Yamamoto Genryūsai his eyelids slightly raised, eyes without emotional fluctuations, and Aizen faced each other.
"Don't be too arrogant, brat!"
"Do you think with your level..."
"You can kill me?"
Aizen the corners of his mouth slightly tilted up, with a trace of a faint smile, said: "I didn't think about whether I could kill you."
"But, I have already done it."
As his voice fell, Yamamoto Genryūsai raised the Ryūjin Jakka in his hand, in his eyes it seemed that flames were also burning.
"Nonsense!!"
In the next moment, the two people's figures disappeared in place.
Puchi!!
The sound of a sharp blade piercing through flesh, seemed to make the battlefield stagnate general.
Yamamoto Genryūsai his left abdomen was directly pierced through, fresh blood constantly seeped out from within.
In his slightly narrowed eyes, carried a trace of anger, his silvery white beard slightly fluttered in the wind.
"Aizen Sōsuke."
"I have caught you!"
"Interesting."
On Aizen's face floated a faint smile, said: "What if you have caught me?"
"That hand that you have caught..."
"Is it really my hand?"
Facing Aizen's question, Yamamoto Genryūsai his chin slightly lowered, on his body faintly there was spiritual pressure stirring.
"If you are merely using your eyes to look, using your skin to feel, then you are not wrong."
"Moreover, I wouldn't be so mistaken as to misjudge the spiritual pressure of the Zanpakutō that pierced into my abdomen!"
Yamamoto Genryūsai that somewhat sturdy palm exerted force, tightly grasped Aizen's arm.
"You just said that I lost the opportunity, in fact it is the exact opposite."
"Everything before, was to create this gap!"
As his voice fell, with Yamamoto Genryūsai as the center, dozens of towering pillars of fire roared, from the ground of Karakura Town gushed out.
In an instant, the entire city seemed to be wrapped by this terrifying heat wave.
Sweat, covered the bodies of the Shinigami and Arrancar.
Them who were spectating the battle, in their eyes revealed a thick look of shock, they simply couldn't believe their eyes.
"Just a mere old man."
"Commander-General Yamamoto, truly lives up to his reputation ah!"
"If all of these pillars of fire erupt, the entire city will turn into nothing, right?"
The Arrancar expressed their own opinions, although their expressions were shocked, but in their emotions, they didn't have much worry.
Seeing this, some of the more perceptive Shinigami, their hearts gradually sank.
The situation, seemed to be somewhat exceeding their expectations.
"Ennetsu Jigoku (Hell of Scorching Flames)!"
Yamamoto Genryūsai lightly called out, in his old tone, he seemed to relax a little.
Aizen surveyed his surroundings, quickly then guessed Yamamoto Genryūsai's behavior.
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