Kuro's eyes made Sichuan and Tibet feel deeply insulted. He gritted his teeth, and his face, like an old tree bark, looked even more distorted.

"Impossible! Why are you so strong?"

In terms of domineeringness, Jin Qi's performance is similar to his. His body quality is not the most important thing in front of the swordsman. Why can't he do anything to the other party?!

"Come again!!"

Sichuan and Tibet pulled out another knife like the innocent moonlight. The street light shone on the blade, but it could not destroy the color of the blade.

Cold and sharp.

"The 50-year-old 'Spring Moon'!"

Kawata roared: "Among his masters of all generations, the strongest man was the swordsman of Wano Country, Maeda Mitsuo, who is not inferior to the reputation of the Dragon-Slaying Sword Master! Let you see the power of this swordsman!"

This is the first knife he got!

Although it is a good fast sword 50, it is not inferior to the "second generation Guiche" of the big fast sword 21.

In order to get this knife, Sichuan and Tibet suffered a lot back then, and relying on the swordsman Mitsuo Maeda, he laid the foundation for his current fame.

Kawazo, who held the knife, pulled back his right hand, and the man quickly swept over.

"Spike? So shallow?" Kuro frowned slightly.

I saw Sichuan and Tibet stabbing over. When they rushed to Kuro, they thrust forward with their right hand. Just as Kuro was about to dodge, the posture of which was obviously a stabbing suddenly changed into a downward cut. The cold blade quickly approached Kuro's waist and cut from the diagonally above.

"There is no place to stay, the moon of the cassock!!" Sichuan and Tibet roared.

Among the people you meet, no one can escape this tricky and weird knife.

With the sharpness of this sword, plus Maeda Mitsuo's swordsmanship and domineering words, he can easily cut anything!

Just cut it down with this knife!

Kawazang's face was ferocious and he lifted it up with force. With this knife, he could cut the navy open, then get his sword and his sword skills!

when!

A black knife blocked the seemingly endless blade. The blade touched and sparked.

"Block, block it." Sichuan and Tibet opened their eyes wide and appeared dull.

"It's a pity."

Bang!

Kuro flew up and poked Sichuan Tibet's abdomen like a sharp sword, kicking him far away, hitting a building behind, and sank the walls of the building.

The knife in his hand came out of his hand, spinning in the air for several weeks, and landed steadily on the ground. The hard rocky ground was stabbed by the blade, leaving a small half of the blade outside.

Kuro moved his fingers upwards, and the "Spring Moon" that had penetrated into the ground flew out of the ground and floated around him.

The handle of this knife is silver like the moon, and the same is true for the knife. The groove on the blade occupies about one-third of the blade body, and the blade occupies half of the blade body, emitting a bright white light.

"It's really sharp, it's a good knife." Kuro exclaimed.

However, one of the eighty-three famous knives that can be called "business" is one of the most famous knives. Although there are many famous knives, it is rare to be able to rank this number.

After all, the world is so big, there are many famous swords, but those eighty-three are always those eighty-three.

Ah? You ask me how I rank it?

Then I don’t know how to go and pick up ready-made ones.

"Cough, cough cough cough!"

At this time, Chuan Zang, who had hit the sank in the wall, covered his abdomen and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. He staggered a few steps and walked out of the sank. His body was crooked and seemed to be unstable, but his face became even more ferocious.

"Impossible! I have collected so many famous swords and possessed so many swordsman's fighting skills. How could I lose to you!"

But he obviously has so many swordsman's moves, but why is he feeling very powerless at this moment?

There are also swords, and he has many swords.

But Sichuan and Tibet didn't think those knives could pose a threat to this man.

unless

"I don't understand yet."

Kuro lighted a cigar and looked up slightly, allowing the smoke to linger upwards.

"The so-called swordsman is the skills and habits used by swordsmen to fight. Everyone has their own understanding and realm. What's the use of repeating skills mechanically?"

"You can stand firm only by combining the mind, body, and skill. Just occupying a 'skill' is the difference between a machine. Moreover, you can clearly understand the sword skills of swordsmen of all generations, but it turns out that you have to copy and paste it. It's too wasteful."

Kuro put Qiu Shui into the sheath, then stretched out his hand and held the "Spring Moon" floating around.

"Let me teach you how to use a knife."

Whoosh!

Kuro's body turned into a shadow and appeared in front of Chuanzang like teleportation. The spring moon she held was swung down, like the slanting moon landing on the ground, and a white light flashed.

laugh!!

The blood spread out, spewing out on the right shoulder of Sichuan and Tibet like a blood fountain.

Kawazo was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously turned his head, and saw a huge gap cut out of his left shoulder, and the blood fountain was spurted out from the broken mouth of his shoulder.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

At this time, Sichuan and Tibet reacted, holding the wound and screaming in pain.

"Don't waste these famous swords, and don't defile those once famous strong men. It's better to use them as a collection for me."

Kuro hooked his fingers, and the swords behind Kawa-Tibet and around his waist all broke free from him at this moment and flew to the sky.

"My knife!!"

Sichuan Tsang didn't care about the pain now, so he reached out with his right hand, grabbed one among the many famous knives, and then flew back and stayed away from Kuro.

The remaining swords rose into the sky at this time and disappeared.

"What's the use of holding that broken knife?"

Kuro said: "It's better to catch it, either."

The knife held tightly by Kawa-Tibet was very worn. The brass-like hilt and knife slug seemed to be rusted. The scabbard was black, but it was also ragged. It seemed to be a temporary pieced-up scabbard, not a matching one.

The only thing worth noting is that this knife is very long and is a big big knife.

Sichuan-Tibet looks like a 2.5 meters tall. The knife looks similar to his size, but it is not as thick as the big tooth knife, but it is very slender.

"Hmph, Humph"

Kawazo lowered his head and suddenly laughed: "I don't want to use this knife either. I can't control this knife either, but I have to use it for you."

He raised his head, and a red light appeared in his eyes inexplicably.

"Do you know why I am so thin? I'm obviously very powerful and domineering, but why are I so thin"

He paused the knife down, floated up with one hand and grabbed the handle of the knife, and the soles of his feet stuck in the scabbard.

Click.

He pulled out a little bit of the blade, revealing the worn blade full of gaps.

However, the moment the blade was exposed, Kuro felt a smell of blood.

It was not that the knife was stained with blood, but that it emitted a breath of blood from the knife.

Or

murderous look!

Clang!

The scabbard was thrown out, and Sichuan and Tibet completely pulled out the knife, revealing the true appearance of the knife.

The blade was still full of notches, and the blade was rusty. A long broken knife was shaking, but the moment it was pulled out, all the navy except Kuro felt cold all over and couldn't help but tremble.

"Blood, so much blood!" a navy screamed.

Since the sword appeared, a large amount of blood seemed to gush out of it and spread out.

Kuro frowned, felt the breath of the knife carefully, and smacked his lips and said, "No way."

"Have you sensed it? He is worthy of being a famous swordsman."

The redness in Kawatana's pupils began to spread to his entire pupils, and his originally dark hair began to turn white from the ends of the hair, and his body became thinner at this moment.

"This knife can suck blood. Its desires are endless. If it cannot satisfy its desires, it will backfire. Suck my physical strength first, and when the physical strength cannot be satisfied, it will suck my vitality. I become like this. It is all given by this knife, but I have the same strength!"

"This knife has no master, and no one can control it so far. All those who encounter this knife will become its puppet! Before its hunger is satisfied, they will only conduct endless killings!"

Sichuan Tibet raised his head, his eyes were covered with redness, leaving only a little whiteness, and his hair had turned white to the roots.

As if he was introducing his master, his voice became hoarse and low at this moment:

"One of the twelve craftsmen of the supreme fast sword, the demon sword ‘Luo Gui’! Feel the killing, Navy!!"

His eyes were completely occupied by red, and his hair was pale as white as white paper at this moment.

"ah!!!"

Like a mad beast, Sichuan and Tibet roared towards the sky, and the shaking air was trembling.

Endless blood was emitting from him, spreading it with a faint red mist.

His wound, which was cut by Kuro, began to heal.

That is not ability, that is the characteristic of the knife.

Just as the "Yanma" in Wano Country can absorb human domineering, such a "demon sword" has strange abilities.

But now it seems that this one seems to be more dangerous.
Chapter completed!