One of the pirate swords splits the new world

Ryan wanted Demarion to retreat, but Demarion shook his head and rejected Ryan's proposal.

"Since I have chosen to fight to the death, I will not be deterred by the difference in swordsmanship."

However, he then added: "It is my honor to fight with a swordsman like you. If I am defeated and die, please accept my sword."

Have you watched "The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng: Before and After the Decisive Battle" and learned from Ye Gucheng? And he accepted my sword... Ryan complained in his heart and sighed helplessly.

Things developed today beyond his expectations, and he actually didn't want it to be like this.

But Di Maria insisted on making a show of not giving up.

"Do you think that as long as I can't break your armed domination, I won't be able to defeat you before your energy is exhausted?"

Demarion glanced at Ryan strangely, with an expression like "Isn't this natural?"

Seeing Demarion's disbelief in evil, Ryan could only try to make him give up.

"In that case, let's continue."

Demarion crossed his swords, slowly raised them above his head, and said to Ryan:

"I have one more move, which is also my strongest move. Please watch it!"

Ryan also raised his hand horizontally on the right side, preparing to use a stronger sword skill to break Demarion's armed domination and make him give up.

"Two sword currents·cross ocean currents."

"Sacred Light Sword, Ten Thousand Blades Unified."

Demarion's double swords swung down from his head, forming two huge cross slashes, aiming at Ryan at the intersection point and flying towards him.

This is a move that he realized after understanding the power of ocean currents. Sword moves are as vast and unstoppable as ocean currents.

And Ryan forcibly suppressed his wrist and instantly swung 36 slashes back and forth at the same position in front of him. The formation time of each slash was almost exactly the same.

These 36 slashes formed a huge slash and flew towards Demarion.

"Only one?" Demarion was stunned for a moment when he saw that Ryan only waved a sword. Then he seemed to notice something and couldn't help but take a breath.

"Sigh~"

The two slashes collided in the air. The power of Ryan's single slash is not as powerful as Dimaria's, but each of his slashes will consume part of the power of Demaria's slash.

Unless Demarion's slashing power is stronger than the sum of Ryan's 36 slashes, his slashing attack will not be able to block Ryan's "Ten Thousand Blades Return to One" move.

The two people's slashes were like rotating saw teeth, sparks flying after the collision.

Demarion's slash will consume some power after breaking through Ryan's first slash, but will then encounter the second one.

His slashing power was consumed layer by layer in this way, and finally it was completely consumed.

Each of the two slashes issued by Demarion could only consume the power of Ryan's eight slashes.

In total, it only offset the sixteen slashes in front of Ryan.

When Demarion's two slashes dissipated like starlight, Ryan's remaining 20 slashes were still flying towards Demarion.

Demarion raised his two swords as before, then wrapped his armed domineering energy around his body, stood upright and prepared to receive Ryan's slash.

Bang, bang, bang—

The slash still bounced off Demarion's knife and then hit Demarion's chest, causing him to retreat involuntarily.

Suddenly he felt a sharp pain, and then his whole body was thrown away.

Demarion, who was flying in the air, lowered his head and looked at his chest, where there was a wound splattered with blood.

That's it, he understood.

Ryan's remaining slashes hit the same spot on Demarion's body, constantly consuming his armed domineering energy.

Demarion's armed domineering power has not reached a fluid state.

Once the domineering energy covering his chest was exhausted, he could not quickly replenish it with the domineering energy in other parts of his body. At this time, his body will be completely exposed to Ryan's slashes.

After Ryan's slashes broke through Demarion's armed Haki, there were still 5 left.

These last five slashes cut open Demarion's chest and cut him into two pieces. Then he flew all the way towards the rock behind him, splitting the rock, and finally dissipated into the sky.

-

Ever since they heard the roar coming from the crater, the residents in the town have raised their heads and looked towards the crater.

Finally, they saw a blue slash break through the stone walls around the crater, blasting the rocks into rubble, and then flew all the way into the sky.

When they came to their senses, they looked towards the crater. But he found a huge gap in the stone wall, like a giant grinning.

"This...what's the matter?"

The residents talked a lot.

A few people who knew Lane told the crowd: "It's probably Newward Lane competing with someone else."

"Neward Lane? He's on this island?"

"It should be him. I saw him and a man with two swords going up the mountain this morning. It looks like they are dueling."

"Hiss" someone took a breath, "This is too loud."

Of course, people who like to gossip began to discuss: "Who do you think will win..."

-

In the crater, Ryan shook twice. This was the first time he used the "Ten Thousand Blades Return to One" in actual combat. Because he used too much force, he was a little unstable.

He quickly put his knife on the ground to steady himself.

"Ten Thousand Blades Return to One" requires him to use all his strength to forcefully suppress his wrist to prevent the knife's trajectory from becoming messy before he can launch this move.

He looked up at the huge crack in the crater wall. The sun shone through the cracks, making it dazzling.

Ryan walked up to Demarion's body and looked at his broken body.

"Why do you think you are going through such trouble? I kindly asked you to retreat despite the difficulties, but you insist on seeking death. Look, you are really dead now."

As he said that, Ryan shook his head sadly, with an expression of hatred for steel.

Ryan broke off Demarion's fingers that were tightly holding the knife, then picked up the two knives and brought them to his eyes for observation.

The sword is a Western sword, of good quality, but the man's swordsmanship is a bit lacking.

Ryan lowered his head and glanced at the corpse again, and saw a gray cloth bag on the corpse's coat.

Oh, there is also a bag of money. If I don't take it, the money will be burned to ashes by the lava together with the corpse. That would be a pity... Based on the principle of not wasting, Ryan searched the corpse again.

Then he left the crater with his loot.

This battle is quite noisy, and someone will definitely come to check on the situation soon. Although Lane was not injured, he decided to retreat first.

If someone wants to sneak attack or kill him in a swarm, then one of them will take his head to participate in the sword discussion.

Even if this person gets the last place, just by killing Neward Lane, that is not a small reputation... Lane thinks that many people will have this idea, after all, fame and fortune are very attractive.

Better to go first.

……

Not long after Ryan left, several figures appeared in the crater.

They walked up to Demarion's body. One of them looked at the corpse's face and said, "It's the Sword of the Sea, Demarion."

Another answered: "I remember that this guy's domineering cultivation was not weak, but I didn't expect that he would die so soon."

A figure squatted down and examined Demarion's wounds. After a long time, he raised his head and said:

"Killed in one blow. It seems that someone broke through Armament Haki's defense and then cut him into two pieces."

Several people looked at each other in confusion. The person who inspected the body stood up and concluded:

"It seems that Neward Lane is very strong. Even if we face Di Maria, we don't have to be our opponents. The winner can only be determined after the domineering energy is exhausted."

One of them shook his head, "Forget it, let's change the target. This Neward Lane is not that easy to kill."

The rest of the people nodded in agreement, and then a group of people left decisively.