Crossover Anime: Starting with Bankai from Demon Slayer

Chapter 390 The Attack of the Tapir Blade Clan

"You bastards! Who do you think you are, daring to cause trouble in front of Urahara-sama's shop!"

"Watch me smash you all into mincemeat with my invincible spiked club!! Xiaoyu! Bomb them!"

Before everyone could rush out of the spiral staircase, Shen Tai's rough roar had already reached everyone's ears.

A series of intense and violent spiritual energy cannon fires, along with the ear-piercing friction sounds of some kind of metal weapons colliding with each other, rose and fell.

"Enemy attack?!"

The bird reacted the fastest, its body transforming into a black lightning bolt as it instantly rushed out of the store.

Kisuke Urahara quickly closed his folding fan and barked at Inuryu and Enryu beside him, "Protect Rurichiyo and Miss Butterfly! Do not come out without my orders!"

Karakura Town was now completely shrouded in night.

In the open space in front of Urahara Store, Jinta was wielding his huge spiked club, fighting against four assassins dressed in tight-fitting clothes and wearing masks.

Xiaoyu, meanwhile, was providing suppressive fire from the rear, carrying her enormous spirit particle machine gun.

However, the assassins' movements were extremely unpredictable. They could not only easily dodge the bombardment of the spirit cannons, but also constantly try to counterattack, keeping the two of them busy and flustered.

"These guys..." Asuka's gaze immediately locked onto the four men's weapons.

The weapons those four assassins were holding... probably weren't Zanpakuto...

Embedded in the hilts of those knives was a disgusting eyeball, covered in blood vessels, that kept turning as if it were alive.

Countless dark red, fleshy tentacles extended from the hilt of the sword, deeply embedding themselves in the assassins' arm muscles.

Asuka's spiritual senses could perceive that these tentacles were not mere decorations; they were greedily absorbing the blood and spiritual pressure of the knife-wielding assassin, making the aura of the blade even more dangerous.

Some knives can release mesmerizing light and shadow; others can split mountains and shatter rocks, creating barriers out of thin air to block spiritual energy cannons.

"What the hell is that?" Asuka frowned, suddenly remembering Kokushibo's evil weapon.

"It's actually the Tapir Blade?"

Kisuke Urahara had somehow appeared beside Asuka, his voice carrying an unusual air of disgust.

"This is a forbidden weapon that was popular a thousand years ago. It's a special weapon that relies on parasitizing and devouring the user's spiritual pressure to forcibly obtain explosive power..."

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He drew out the Crimson Princess, his eyes grave: "So that's how it is... The reason the Tsuna-Yashiro family went to such lengths to provide the Sealing Sand was actually for this evil technology that had long been sealed away."

"Mr. Asuka, a major crisis is about to strike Seireitei."

In the brief moment between their conversation, the battle intensified further.

An assassin wielding a giant sword-shaped tapir blade endured a blow from Jinta's spiked club.

Using the recoil, he twisted and accelerated in mid-air, breaking through Shinta's defenses and his blade aimed directly at Yu, who was loading the spirit cannon behind him!

"Xiaoyu! Get out of the way!" Shen Da was terrified.

But the assassin was too fast. The membrane blade with the huge eyeball embedded in it slashed through the air and was about to split Xiaoyu's body in two.

clang-!!

Sparks flew everywhere.

Just as the assassin's blade was less than half an inch away from Xiaoyu, Feibiao's figure appeared out of thin air in front of Xiaoyu.

"What?!"

The assassin's eyes widened, and he gasped in disbelief through his mask.

He could clearly feel that the membrane blade was frantically draining his life force, and the power of this strike was enough to cleave the shallow strike of the superior official.

But the man in front of him caught it with one hand, without even swaying!

"A sword is meant to absorb power for its master."

The bird raised its eyes, its gaze filled with disdain: "You piece of scrap metal that can only gain power by devouring your master's life, you shouldn't be making a fool of yourself."

He flicked his wrist, and a powerful spiritual pressure slash erupted from the blade.

boom! ! !

The assassin felt a domineering force emanating from the sword, and his arms, which had been strengthened by the Mo Yao Blade, actually emitted a crisp cracking sound under this force.

He was blasted away and crashed heavily into the opposite street wall, leaving a large, human-shaped crater.

"Ah! It's Brother Asuka!" Jinta ran over carrying a spiked club.

"Retreat into the shop." Asuka didn't turn around, still warily watching the enemy in front of her.

Seeing their companion killed in one blow, the remaining three assassins quickly huddled together.

The tentacles of the Tapir Blade on his arm writhed even more wildly, and the eyeballs on the blade stared intently at the flying bird, radiating a bloodthirsty light.

"As expected of the Soul King's proxy who forced Aizen to flee, he truly lives up to his reputation."

A deep, resonant male voice, carrying a touch of elegance and composure, drifted slowly from the shadows at the end of the street.

The bird's intuition instantly locked onto that direction.

Accompanied by the sound of leather shoes tapping on the ground, a middle-aged man wearing a dark suit vest and a black ribbon blindfold over his left eye stepped out of the shadows.

He smiled and raised his right hand, taking out a gold pocket watch from his pocket and stroking it. His two meticulously groomed mustaches trembled slightly with his breath.

"Good evening, everyone. I am truly sorry to visit at this hour."

"Who are you?" Asuka narrowed her eyes slightly.

He could sense a special power emanating from this man, a power that wasn't the spiritual pressure of the Grim Reaper.

"Me? I'm just an ordinary bartender hired on behalf of someone else." The man bowed slightly, performing an impeccable gentlemanly gesture. "My boss is a very important person who values ​​talent, and he doesn't want any unnecessary conflict with you all."

Urahara weighed the Benihime in his hand, curiously observing the integrity of the barrier from left to right: "...I'm more interested in how you found this place?"

"That's the secret, Mr. Kisuke Urahara," the man replied with a smile.

"If you are willing to hand over the young lady of the Kasumi family, I guarantee I will immediately take these people and leave."

"My boss will offer your shop a generous reward that you can't refuse, including the Spirit Sealing Sand you need, which will also be offered as compensation... How about it?"

"Is this what they call 'courtesy first, then force'?" Kisuke Urahara lowered the brim of his hat. "Sounds pretty worthwhile."

"Well then..." The middle-aged man smiled and looked at Urahara.

"However, our shop is really bad at management and often can't figure out these confusing accounts."

Kisuke Urahara's gaze turned dangerous: "Go back and tell your boss that even if he moved the entire treasure trove of the Soul Society here, our shop will not do such a despicable business."

Asuka looked at Kisuke Urahara beside her in disbelief.

This unscrupulous businessman actually has a moment of boldness?

Upon hearing this, the man remained silent for a long time before sighing regretfully, "That's such a pity..."

",bite-

He flipped open the pocket watch cover and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, but due to the failure of the negotiations just now, I must establish a [contract] for this contest."

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"Let me reintroduce myself. I am Kiriko Rizawa, a Fullbringer from Xcution."

He wound up the pocket watch, which made a crisp click.

"Contract stipulations: Anyone attempting to leave this neighborhood within the next ten minutes will be completely incinerated by the flames of time."