"It's useless to say more. You are indeed a rare strong person to be able to force us to this point. If it were normal, our Kasumioji Family would be very happy to make friends with you, but now that our Kasumioji Family is at a critical juncture of life and death, we'll just have to ask you to die!"
The White-haired Old Man first looked at Ito Makoto with a solemn expression, then glanced at Kazumichi Asayuki, who had been moved aside by Ito Makoto and was unconscious, with a hint of disappointment in his expression.
Their only option now was to kill Ito Makoto, then hand Kazumichi Asayuki over to Central 46, and then pay an unimaginable price to the Four Great Noble Families. Only then might the Kasumioji Family be able to survive this disaster.
"Clap clap clap"
Ito Makoto couldn't help but applaud the White-haired Old Man's impassioned speech.
"You've been talking nonsense for half a day, aren't you just trying to buy time to unfreeze that meatball behind you? Do you think you can kill me with that big meatball?"
Upon hearing this, the White-haired Old Man's eyes immediately widened. He hadn't expected that the illusion created by Rouyunyu would be seen through by him at a glance.
On the surface, it seemed like the three elders of the Kasumioji Family were confronting Ito Makoto after using their Bankai, but in reality, only the White-haired Old Man holding the shield and the Dwarf Man holding the spear were real, while the Middle-aged Woman holding a half-human-high bronze folding fan was just an illusion.
Her true body was in the back, constantly fanning a giant fan, trying to free the large meatball from the ice.
Each fan stroke sent an arc of water towards the cross-shaped ice block that sealed the scarlet meatball, making it thinner.
Such a crude illusion could only deceive those crude people with insensitive spiritual perception, and it naturally couldn't deceive Ito Makoto.
"Whoosh!"
In the next instant, Ito Makoto moved, transforming into an afterimage under the dual blessings of Shunko and Shunpo, heading straight for the Middle-aged Woman holding the giant bronze folding fan in the back.
Ito Makoto, moving through the air, slashed at the Middle-aged Woman's back. Just as the terrifying, solidified sword pressure was about to touch her back, the White-haired Old Man raised the black shield in his hand and flashed behind her, blocking the fatal blow for her.
Such a movement startled the Middle-aged Woman, causing her expression to freeze, and the movement of the bronze giant fan in her hand also slowed down.
"Rest assured and unbind the Insect Ancestor. We'll hold them off in front!"
As he spoke, a fierce sword pressure burst out from the shield held by the White-haired Old Man, slashing towards Ito Makoto.
"This is…"
Although Ito Makoto dodged the attack with just a sidestep, he was surprised to find that it was actually his own previous slash.
"Interesting, your shield can even reflect slashes?"
Ito Makoto looked at the shield in the White-haired Old Man's hand, which looked like it was forged from black stone, a little surprised.
"You flatter me. My Chongshan Black Shield can reflect all forms of attack!"
Before he finished speaking, the Dwarf Man, holding a spear, raised his spear and threw it violently.
"Piercing Star!"
Watching the sharp spear tip get closer and closer, Ito Makoto seized the opportunity and directly slashed out with his sword, blocking the sharp spear.
"Rumble!"
Unexpectedly, the moment the spear touched Soumetsu, it exploded violently, instantly filling the area with thick smoke.
"Cough cough~"
When the thick smoke dissipated, Ito Makoto's figure was revealed. His right sleeve had been blown to shreds, and there were slight burn injuries on his arm. This was still the result of Ito Makoto dodging very quickly.
"It explodes?"
Ito Makoto had miscalculated. He originally thought that the unpretentious spear was a direct attack-type Bankai, but he didn't expect it to contain explosive power.
"Hehe, my Piercing Star Spear is a Kido-type Bankai, and every attack comes with powerful explosive force!"
Seeing his attack succeed, the Dwarf Man revealed a mouthful of yellow teeth and laughed triumphantly. The spear that had been thrown and exploded had returned to his hand.
But in the next instant, Ito Makoto used Kidō with his left hand, and a soft white light enveloped his injured right arm. In a flash, his injuries were mostly healed.
"Is this all you've got?"
Ito Makoto looked at the two people in front of him calmly, his eyes full of disdain.
"Damn it, you dare to look down on me!"
The Dwarf Man threw the spear in his hand again. This time, the spear actually split into three in the air.
And with the experience from the first time, Ito Makoto naturally wouldn't make contact with this spear containing explosive power again. He continuously used Shunpo to dodge all three spears.
"Soumetsu Three Styles - Mustard Net!"
A pitch-black net instantly formed and enveloped the two of them. Unexpectedly, the black stone shield in the old man's hand instantly enlarged and blocked in front of them, completely blocking Ito Makoto's Mustard Net. However, a crack appeared on the black stone shield in response.
"Sure enough, if it's not an offensive method, you can't reflect it!"
This time, Ito Makoto directly used the binding skill Mustard Net. Although it was completely blocked by the black stone shield, it was not reflected and even caused irreversible damage to the shield.
But in the next instant, the Dwarf Man's mouth curved into a smile.
"Whoosh!"
A gust of strong wind roared. It turned out that the three spears that Ito Makoto had dodged earlier had actually returned on their own, heading straight for Ito Makoto's back.
"Bakudo No. 81 - Danku!"
A transparent square wall rose behind Ito Makoto, blocking all three spears.
"Rumble!"
The terrifying explosive fluctuations could not break through Dankū in the slightest.
"Your offense and defense are indeed a bit tricky!"
Ito Makoto smiled faintly, looking at the White-haired Old Man and the Dwarf Man, who were cooperating seamlessly.
"You flatter us!"
The White-haired Old Man looked at the young man in front of him with a grim expression. He really hadn't expected that their combination attack couldn't cause any effective damage to Ito Makoto.
"Very good, this makes you worth being cut down by me!"
Ito Makoto twisted his neck, making a cracking sound, then a look of excitement appeared in his eyes. After that, he charged towards the Dwarf Man with his sword.
"Whoosh!"
Ito Makoto, shimmering with white light, quickly rushed in front of the Dwarf Man and slashed at his head with extreme speed.
The Dwarf Man was greatly alarmed by this and could only raise the spear that had reappeared in his hand to block.
The White-haired Old Man on the side was a beat slow and couldn't keep up with Ito Makoto's speed.
"Not good!"
"Pfft!"
The White-haired Old Man's eyes were about to burst, and he could only watch as Ito Makoto's sword cut through the spear the Dwarf Man held high, severing the Dwarf Man's left arm!
"Rumble!"
The severed spear still produced a violent explosion, but Ito Makoto had already pulled away with Shunpo before the explosion occurred.
A moment later, the dust cleared, and Ito Makoto found that the Dwarf Man, despite being in close proximity to the explosion, was not injured. Clearly, he could control the range of the explosion.
"So your Bankai isn't the spear itself, but the glove on your right hand. It's been mass-producing spears all along!"
After understanding the principle, Ito Makoto grinned again and attacked the Dwarf Man with his sword. He was taking advantage of the White-haired Old Man's slower speed with his giant shield, choosing to fight fast against slow.
"Ah!"
Unexpectedly, the Dwarf Man roared, and several tendrils of flesh began to squirm from his constantly bleeding severed arm, instantly forming a scarlet arm made of tangled flesh. At the same time, his and the White-haired Old Man's Reiatsu surged, instantly reaching the peak of Third Class Reiatsu.
Due to this sudden surge in speed, the old man finally arrived in front of the Dwarf Man before Ito Makoto. The black stone shield rapidly enlarged, once again blocking Ito Makoto's slash.
"Crack!"
The crack on the black stone shield widened again, but it successfully reflected Ito Makoto's slash.
At the same time.
The Dwarf Man, hiding behind the shield, threw three more spears directly at Ito Makoto's face.
"How troublesome!"
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