Save the world from Luffy

Chapter 209 The Legendary Warrior (Two in One)

"First of all, of course, we must start with this explosive head."

The zombie swordsman grabbed Brook's hair and raised the blade in his hand.

The stick and sword that was held tightly in his hand had been shot down with the last blow of the previous decisive blow, and now Brook has no strength to fight back.

"Since it was decided just now, and he wasn't killed at that time, it's too late to make up the knife now."

The swordsman who had been watching from the sidelines appeared on the forest bridge and reached out to caress the handle of the knife.

"Yohehe~"

"It's really nerve-racking."

Although the laughter is Brook's accent, the zombie swordsman's voice is much lower, and his voice with a strong personal color makes him successfully distinguish from the main body, even though Brook's shadow is hidden in his body.

"What if I say no?"

"36 Annoying Wind—"

The snow-white hilt was tightly grasped, and the azure blue flying slash completely covered the entire forest bridge. After cutting off a piece of trees, it flew towards the distant sky.

It seemed that something had been cut, and the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground and the sound of gears turning could be clearly heard in this quiet night.

"Good slash." The zombie swordsman had left his original position in an instant, and he acknowledged the strength of the green-haired swordsman in front of him.

"There are better ones, do you want to see them?" Zoro dug in his pocket with his left hand that was not holding the knife, and threw a bottle of spray to Brooke, "Try it, maybe it will work."

I don't know if the high-grade wound medicine with excellent effect on trauma will have an effect on the recovery of bones, but it is always right to try a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

"It's the first time I've seen a swordsman like you."

Looking at the swordsman with five swords on his body, the zombie swordsman was quite surprised.

"Are you planning to open a grocery store? If you kill someone, one hand is enough."

Feeling the warmth brought to him by the knife wives, Sauron curled his lips in disdain.

"A body with no temperature like you can't feel the dependence and bond between the swordsman and the sword."

"It's a good knife." Zoro said softly, looking at the black and red blade.

"Hehehehe~ You really have eyes."

Although he didn't understand what Zoro meant, but as a swordsman, he had no problem at all with taking his own sword seriously.

"This is one of the 21 crafts of the Great Kuai Dao. The blade is a black knife with a chaotic blade and a big reverse T. It is a famous sword of the highest quality, Qiushui."

Withered fingertips brushed against the spine of the blade, and a dull black light flowed across it.

"It is a precious sword that you have never seen before."

He spoke quite proudly, but it drew a smile that Sauron couldn't hold back.

"Hahaha~"

"Hahahahahaha~"

"Is your brain broken? Or your eyes are not working?"

Sheathing the pure white blade in his hand, Sauron lightly patted the three weapons hanging on his waist.

"I am a three-knife style, and the three knives I use are all top weapons in the world."

"Kiku Ichimonji no Sect, a great sword with 21 skills. Although it is somewhat awkward to use as a ceremonial sword, it is still a good sword."

"Zanpakuto Three Thousand Worlds is a weapon that was born by sacrificing the 21-crafted Hedaoyi character of the Great Kuaisao, but it won't be long before he will become one of the new Supreme Great Kuaisaos."

Then Sauron drew a third knife, its translucent amber blade more like a precious work of art than a weapon for killing.

"Zanpakuto Kohaku, like the Three Thousand Worlds, is a sharp blade that will become a new supreme sword."

"If you don't believe me, how about trying?"

Zoro didn't have all three swords ready, but challenged the zombie swordsman in front of him with only one piece of amber.

"ridiculous."

Faced with Sauron's remarks, the zombie swordsman didn't take it seriously. What became a new supreme sword is simply nonsense. His own black knife Qiushui said so, and this turned himself into a weapon exhibition The weapon back rack in the museum is really ridiculous.

"Then let me use this Black Sword Qiushui, which cut down the flying dragon, to see you off for the last time."

"A juggling swordsman with three swords."

"Remember my name, I am Ryoma, and you will die with honor."

Leaning forward in a lunge, holding the knife at his waist with both hands, he rushed forward at an extreme speed, and a light purple light overflowed from the black knife's autumn water.

"Dawn Song Aurora Burst!"

If Brook still had eyes, then his eyes would definitely pop out of their sockets at this moment. When Ryoma used this trick that belonged to him and was very familiar with the thrust, Brook knew exactly where he was defeated.

The previous battle with Ryoma didn't make anyone pay attention at all. He had no speed but no strength, and his too light body caused the rhythm of his sword moves to be disrupted invisibly.

One wrong step, one wrong step, when facing this warrior who absolutely possessed the strength of a swordsman during his lifetime, this small mistake will be infinitely magnified, to the point where he has no power to fight back.

The most fearful thing about moves from the same source is to compare goods. In a state where strength is superior, skills are possessed, and speed is almost the same, other people's swordsmanship is more suitable for you than your own, and you can win. Strange.

Brook opened his mouth, his emotion made him want to speak to remind him, but his rationality made him stop intervening in the duel between the two.

Sauron closed his eyes in the face of this lightning-like speeding stab, and the swordsman holding the knife with one hand only slightly tilted the blade.

Just like the tip of a needle against a wheat awn, the tip of Hei Dao Qiu Shui was lightly resisted by the blade of Amber, and the aftermath of the lavender slash was split into two, drilling two smooth holes in the wall behind Sauron.

"Too light."

An unpretentious horizontal slash sent Ryoma flying, and Sauron remained motionless on the spot. His strong physique capable of tearing apart sea kings made him easily accept this tentative attack.

"Brooke, go behind me, you should be able to move now, right?"

The swordsman smiled at Brooke and reminded him very thoughtfully.

This attitude of treating him as if he was nothing made Ryoma furious. He bent his legs and stepped on the bridge, and he jumped up faster than before.

Prelude: Sword Slash!

With the purpose of destroying the weapon, relying on the firmness and sharpness of the black knife Qiushui, Ryoma stabbed at the weapon in Sauron's hand with every knife.

"Didn't I tell you a long time ago that even the Black Sword Qiushui will not be my match for Zanpakuto in terms of material, sharpness and sturdiness."

Calmly parrying the continuous thrusts, the blade of the artwork, which seemed to be broken at the touch of a touch, was unscathed, but the powerful force attached to the blade made Ryoma suffer unspeakably.

If it wasn't for the fact that the zombies didn't feel pain, their hands would probably be paralyzed by now.

A challenge forced Ryoma back. He held Kohaku in one hand and raised it high. Zoro opened his eyes and stared at Ryoma who jumped out.

"One sword style, one strong force, strong force slash!"

The right arm that swelled in an instant burst out with even more terrifying power than before, and struck the head with a pure brute force blow.

Different from the lightness of Brook and Ryoma, Sauron, who never moved his footsteps in place, is the absolute opposite of them, a symbol of strength.

When the blade cut down, a line of white smoke suddenly appeared at the front end. It was extremely compressed air. The sharp blade accelerated and cut through this layer of fog without hindrance. crushed.

The thick slash split the forest bridge in two, and the straight cut exploded into stone chips when he reacted.

The flying slashes swung by Ryoma left behind smooth mirror-like incision holes, while what Zoro left behind here were unrestrained violent fissures.

The clothes on the left half of the body were broken, and even though the dragon and horse resisting with the horizontal knife forcibly moved horizontally to dodge, it was pushed back more than ten meters by the rough sword energy. , His body is estimated to have been torn into pieces.

But the advantage of zombies is that they don't feel pain.

Revolutionary Dance · Assault!
The dust and smoke hadn't dissipated yet, but the dragon horse with wooden clogs had pierced the smoke and dust.

Yidao Liujuhe·Lion's Elegy——

The swordsman finally moved his feet, the two switched positions, and the purple and blue slashes passed away alternately.

The forest bridge, which was already destroyed and was about to be broken, was broken by the blue slash, and the purple light gun tore apart the wall behind.

"Just hit! Don't hinder me from drinking tea, bastard!" Luffy's voice came from the room.

A brick was thrown with brute force, and the stone brick flying beyond the speed of sound instantly blew away the dust raised by the dragon horse's thrust.

Looking at the collapsed trees and the huge explosion crater in the distance, Ryoma bowed apologetically to the source of the bricks.

"excuse me."

Then Ryoma turned to face the swordsman.

"It's a pity that I can only fight you with this body."

He let go of the stabbing stance he had been maintaining before, and then began to move his hands and feet again in a somewhat rusty and awkward manner.

The black and red blade itself seemed to have faded a little, and the originally dim purple blade shimmered and disappeared in a flash.

"Wuno Country, Dragon Slaying Warrior, Frost Moon Ryoma."

At this moment, the samurai holding the knife swept away the temperament and tone similar to Brooke before, and solemnly reported his name.

"Straw Hat Adventure Group, Three Blades, Roronoa Zoro."

Biting the Zanpakuto Three Thousand Worlds in his mouth, and holding Ju Yiwen Zezong with his left hand, the swordsman responded very seriously.

The two walked forward along the forest bridge that was divided into two, until they reached the edge of the break.

"Although it's a pity, one knife should be enough."

A dark purple flame ignited on the black knife autumn water, and the warrior who once slashed down the flying dragon was reborn on this withered zombie body after hundreds of years.

Just like Kuina entrusted with the words of Kadoichi, the soul and will of the samurai Ryoma is firmly protected by the black sword Qiushui, and accompanied by the master to defeat countless powerful, there is a shadow of the past in the famous sword that has achieved great fame.

"Then let me see."

A ferocious ghost and god appeared behind Sauron, with three heads, six arms, and nine swordsmanship. The aura that turned into substance was the condensation of murderous ghost aura, turned into substance by the will of the swordsman.

"A marvelous will!"

The samurai Ryoma raised his black sword Qiushui, facing the three ghosts and gods in front of him.

The violent momentum raged out, and at the same time, their figures staggered and swung the sharp blades in their hands

"Flowing Cherry Dragon Slash!"

"Ghost Qi Nine Blades, Asura, Demon Nine Flashes!"

The roaring and ferocious red flying dragon collided with the terrifying and frightening pitch-black ghosts and gods.

The dark purple slash separated the bridge deck, forest, and the ground below, and even the island-like ship faintly showed signs of being slashed open.

The pitch-black ghost aura was divided into nine parts, and the sharp blade merged into one during the rotation. At the moment when the ghosts and gods intersected with the flying dragon, the pitch-black slash across the body of the flying dragon.

In other words, the flying dragon took the initiative and ran into the slashing attack.

"I, Frost Moon Dragon Horse, have never been defeated in my life."

He put the black knife Qiushui into the scabbard.

"Even after death"

"is also like this!"

There was the sound of metal breaking, not one, but many.

Obviously, they are all made of 21 knives, but the chrysanthemum, which was forged with the material standard of the supreme knives, shattered in an instant.

Even Zanpakuto Three Thousand Worlds and Zanpakuto Kohaku made an overwhelmed sound when they collided with the flying dragon.

Fine cracks began to spread.
"As an apology from me, Heidao Qiushui will be very happy if he follows you."

Handing over the weapon in his hand to the swordsman, Ryoma raised his head and looked into the distance, then staggered slightly, and a slash of the nine paths emerged, his decayed but still powerful body was eroded by ghost energy, and dissipated in a sigh of soot.

Who lost. Who won?
Maybe it doesn't matter.

"The legendary warrior who cut down the flying dragon." Sauron put the broken Chrysanthemum Ichimonji Zongzong into the sheath, seeing the slowly repairing cracks on the Zanpakutō, he couldn't help feeling a pang in his heart.

"Is this the Great Swordsman?"

He took a deep breath, recalling Ryoma's last words before he left, he couldn't help showing a bit of a dumbfounding expression.

"Undefeated in your life. But you didn't win either."

I lamented that Ju Yiwen Zongzong, who was specially targeted, said that this big fast knife had been used as a ritual knife for worship before. Compared with the black knife Qiushui, which was bathed in blood and grew up, it was indeed too immature.

Probably Ryoma wanted Qiushui not to be left out after delivery.

"It's a beautiful idea!"

Carrying Heidao Qiu Shui on his back, even if there is space at his waist, even if it is empty, you have to stay and watch the show for me!

Losing the sustenance and the soul in it, the current Qiushui is just a knife, a powerful and sharp weapon.

Holding the Three Thousand Worlds and Amber distressedly, Sauron turned back, and Brook, whose shadow returned to himself, was dancing and tap dancing with his own shadow.

"yohohoho~"

"Five years! I'm finally back to my original self!"

When Sauron came, Brook swooped and hugged the swordsman.

"Thank you very much! Thank you very much!"

"I see, let go, the saliva is going to stain the clothes."

"If I were a beautiful lady, I would not be stingy with my kisses, but I am a skeleton."

"Zoron, you know! This gratitude, this touch really makes my bones cramp!"

"Although I don't have bone marrow! Although I'm just a skeleton! But"

"Boom~"

Brook, who was hammered by the Iron Fist of Love, lay on the ground and smirked while covering the big bag on his forehead.

"If you want to express your gratitude, come and discuss it when you have time."

"no problem!"

The two walked into the hall and returned to the huge room.

(End of this chapter)