Pirate's Backblade Swordsman

Chapter 118 Yan Return
"Nose Song San Ding·Nocking Slash!"

"Flying Royal Sword Stream, Tianxiang Longshan!"

Zombie Ryoma and Ai Lan unanimously used the first move when they met and fought, and it was also the most powerful move for both parties!
Hey~
After Ryoma and Ai Lan made this move, they were as powerful as ghosts and gods. The clanging of swords resounded on the legendary largest pirate ship "Barque of Terror".

Although both parties this time knew some incredible aspects of the opponent's swordsmanship, they would naturally be on guard.

However, there are some things that cannot be prevented by taking precautions.

The first part of Tianxiang Longshan and Jianwei Zhan collided fiercely, except for the sound of the sword, there was no disturbance at all.

However, Ryoma can no longer avoid the second stage of Ai Lan's Sky Dragon Flash in the stripe state.

"It's all over."

Ai Lan wiped away the markings on her face, took off the Prajna Ghost Mask, and reinserted the Neibian Knife into its sheath.

On his body, several long and narrow wounds gushed out blood.

Behind him, the corpse of Zombie Ryoma was separated and fell to the ground with a crash, Hei Dao Qiu Shui fell aside.

Ryoma's body moved, and he reached out to reach for his sword, but Ai Lan preempted him.

Ai Lan bent down and picked up the black knife Qiushui, "I took this knife."

Since it is a fight, there must be spoils of war.

It should be due to the relatively high density, this knife is much heavier than a knife of the same size.

Its spine is very thick, and it is heavy and textured when you start with it, but its length is not longer than other knives.

Qiushui's blade is in the shape of a random blade with a big reverse T-shaped character. Because it has been refined into a black knife, the blade is black and purple, and there are red sawtooth patterns on the blade.

Ai Lan tried to break it, and found that the knife was very tough, and I am afraid that even if a dinosaur stepped on it, it would not bend by a millimeter.

Although it is only at the level of the 21-handed sword, it is rarer than ordinary swords because it is a black sword.

"Is this the black knife?"

"really not bad."

Ai Lan wanted to hang the knife on her waist, but she couldn't fit one on each side, so she had to hold it in her hand.

Ai Lan really couldn't bear to hang Qiushui's black knife in the sword storage room to eat ashes.

But he is at most a two-sword style, and now two knives are enough, and there is no room for Qiushui.

As for developing the three-sword style like Sauron?
Ai Lan thought about biting the handle of the knife with her teeth, but finally shook her head and gave up.

Sauron's three-sword style is not only unsightly at all, but also can't wear a mask to pretend to be aggressive, which is not suitable for a sullen swordsman like Ai Lan.

But it is always happy to get a famous sword. Ai Lan hummed a song and walked away slowly with joyful steps.

Long after Ai Lan left, Hobak came out of the castle again and carried back the dismembered dragon horse.

With his genius surgeon's suturing skills, restoring the zombie Ryoma to its original form is not an easy task as long as the shadow is not pulled out of the corpse.

When passing through the cemetery full of zombies again, since there is no one behind him to protect, Ai Lan can start killing without any worries.

The black autumn water and the silver-white snow are like two dragons that have entered the river and sea. They seem to overwhelm the river, and their moves are very sharp.

A group of zombies screamed and screamed after being cut by Ai Lan. Some of them were timid, so they dug a hole and buried themselves in the soil.

"And you, did you bury it yourself, or did I plant you in it?" Ai Lan Heidao pointed lightly at the skinny zombie in the distance who was carrying a dimly yellow oil lamp.

The man holding the oil lamp quickly waved his hand and said, "No... no no no no. I'm not a zombie, I'm just a skinny old man."

Ai Lan felt it carefully. Although the aura of this old man was different from that of ordinary people, he did not seem to be a zombie.

"Then what are you doing here?"

This area is either zombies, or a mess of strange creatures that have been modified, and ordinary people can't survive here.

"I saw it just now, you are really terrifying. So, can you listen to me for a few words?"

The dry old man knelt down to Ai Lan and said with tears streaming down his face.

Ai Lan has no other shortcomings, but is very soft-hearted.

Seeing the old man knelt down, Ai Lan stopped when she was planning to leave, "You can talk about anything."

"This matter must not be difficult for you. As long as you defeat him, all of us will be saved..."

You said, who to defeat...

Could it be... Moriah?

Sure enough, the old man went on to say: "As long as I can help us find the shadow, I will do anything."

"Shadow? Was it Moriah's fault?"

Ai Lan looked behind the skinny old man illuminated by the oil lamp, and there really was no shadow.

"Well, yes." The old man nodded and replied.

"Those of us who have been deprived of shadows, either hide from zombies in this dark forest in fear, or go to sea. But if the sun shines on us, we will be reduced to ashes."

"With such a body, I can't live anymore!" The old man said, he was a little agitated here, and shouted tearfully: "At least once, just once, let me see the sun!"

After listening to the thin old man's words, Ai Lan thought of Kessel's master.

He struggled in the Lost Sea for most of his life. Although he finally returned to the outside world, he still couldn't see the sun after all.

This is probably his regret.

"I promise you."

Ailan said very seriously.

"what?"

It was as if the old head couldn't believe his ears.

"I said, I'll take care of this matter!"

After finishing speaking, Ai Lan sighed in her heart.

I am a nosy life...

"Then thank you very much."

The thin old man wanted to grab Ai Lan's hand gratefully, but Ai Lan avoided it.

You want to touch me after wiping your nose?Is it because my knife is not sharp enough?

"Tell everyone you know, within three days, I will definitely kill Moria and give him all the ashes!"

Ai Lan originally wanted to pretend, but he forgot that he had a more realistic system.

Hey~
Mission Name: The Man Who Lost His Shadow!
Mission Difficulty: Difficult.

Mission description: The shadow of a person resides in the soul, and the loss of the shadow is the loss of the soul!In order to get everyone's shadow back, defeat Moriah!

Mission Reward: Swallow Back!
Mission duration: three days.

Failure penalty: allergic to sunlight.

Sure enough, pretending to be coercive is going to be struck by lightning.

"Brother, I'm joking, you withdraw the mission..."

However, the system tasks have been issued, no matter what Ai Lan says, nothing will change.

This dog system is really not human.

(End of this chapter)