Chapter 728 Supreme Sword, Demon Sword [Luo Gui]

Chuanzang felt deeply insulted by Kuro's gaze. He gritted his teeth, and his old bark-like face became even more distorted.

"Impossible! Why are you so strong!"

In terms of domineering, Jin Ni's performance is similar to him, and physical fitness is not the most important thing in front of a swordsman. Why can't he do anything to him? !

"Come again!!"

Chuanzang pulled out another knife that looked like a pure moonlight. The street lights shone on the blade, but the color of the blade could not be damaged.

Cool and sharp.

"Liang Kuai Knife Fifty Workers 'Chun Yue'!"

Chuanzang roared: "Among its past masters, the strongest person is the sword master 'Kiratsuki Sword Master' Maeda Mitsuyo of Wano Country, who is not inferior to the 'Dragon Sword Master' Ryoma's fame! Let you see and see, The power of this swordsman!"

This is the first knife he got!

Although it is a good knives with 50 knives, but in terms of sharpness alone, it is not inferior to the "second generation ghost" of the 21 knives of the big knives.

In order to obtain this sword, Chuanzang suffered a lot back then, and relying on the swordsmanship of that Maeda Mitsuyo, he laid the foundation stone of his current fame.

Chuanzang pulled back the right hand holding the knife, and the man quickly swooped over.

"Puncture? So shallow?" Kuro frowned slightly.

I saw Chuanzang thrusting forward, and when he rushed to Kuro, he thrust forward with his right hand. Just when Kuro was about to dodge, the posture that was obviously stabbing changed into a downward cut in an instant, the cold blade, quickly The one approached Kuro's waist, and slashed diagonally from above.

"Nothing goes on, cassock moon!!" Chuanzang roared.

Among the people I met, no one could escape this tricky and weird knife.

With the sharpness of this knife plus Maeda Mitsuyo's swordsmanship and arrogance, he can easily cut through anything!

As long as this knife is cut down, it will be fine!

Chuanzang's expression became ferocious, and he lifted it up vigorously. As long as the knife goes down, he can cut the navy open, and then get his knife and his swordsmanship!

when!

A black knife blocked the seemingly endless blade, and when the blade touched, it collided with sparks.

"Block, block..." Chuanzang opened his eyes wide, appearing dull.

"There's something, unfortunately..."

boom!

Kuro flew up, stabbing Kawazou's abdomen like a sharp sword, kicking him far away, hitting a building behind him, and denting the wall of the building.

The knife in his hand came out, spun in the air for a few weeks, and landed firmly on the ground. The hard rocky ground was pierced halfway by the blade, leaving a small half of the blade outside.

Ku Luo moved his fingers upwards, and the 'Spring Moon' that had sunk into the ground flew out from the ground and floated around him.

The handle of this knife is as silver as the moon, and so is the blade. The groove on the blade occupies about one-third of the blade body, and the edge occupies half of the blade body, exuding a glistening white light.

"It's really sharp, it's a good knife." Crow admired.

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

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

ah? How do you rank me?

Then I don't know how to go, just pick up ready-made ones.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

At this time, Chuanzang, who had crashed into the depression in the wall, held his stomach and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood. He staggered a few steps and walked out of the depression.

"Impossible! I have collected so many famous knives and have so many fighting skills of swordsmen, how could I lose to you!"

But he obviously has so many moves of the swordsman, why does he feel powerless at this moment.

And knives, he still has a lot of knives.

But Chuanzang didn't think those knives could pose a threat to this man.

unless...

"I still don't understand."

Kuro lit a cigar, raised his head slightly, and let the smoke wind up.

"The so-called swordsmanship is the skills and habits that swordsmen use to fight. Everyone has their own understanding of swordsmanship and their own realm. What's the use of mere mechanical repetition of skills."

"Mind, body, skill, the three are in one to stand firm, just occupying a 'technique', what is the difference with a machine. Moreover, you can clearly understand the swordsmanship of the swordsman of the past, but it turned out to be a game for you Copying and pasting is wasteful."

Ku Luo took the autumn water 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 an afterimage, appearing in front of Chuan Zang as if teleporting, and the Chunyue he was holding swung down, like a slanting moon falling to the ground, brushing a white light.

laugh! !

The blood spread, like a fountain of blood spurting out from Chuanzang's right shoulder.

Chuanzang froze for a moment, turned his head subconsciously, and saw a huge gap cut in his left shoulder, and the blood spring spurted out from the cut of his shoulder.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

At this time, Chuanzang came to his senses, hugging the wound and screaming in pain.

"Don't waste these famous knives, and don't tarnish those once famous strong men, why not keep them as a collection for me."

Crow hooked his fingers, and the swords on Kawazang's back and waist all broke free from his body at this moment and flew into the sky.

"My knife!!"

Chuanzang didn't care about the pain anymore, he stretched out his right hand to grab one of the many famous knives, and then flew back, away from Ku Luo.

The rest of the knives rose into the sky at this time and disappeared.

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

Craw said, "You can't catch a better one."

The knife held by Chuan Zang is very old, the handle and the handle like brass seem to be rusted, the scabbard is black, but it is also tattered, it seems to be a made-up scabbard , rather than matching.

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

Chuanzang looks to be about 2.5 meters tall. The sword looks about the same size as him, but it is not as thick as the Odachi, but very slender.

"huh huh huh huh..."

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

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

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

He lowered the knife, raised the handle with one hand, and the scabbard got stuck on the sole of his foot.

Click.

The blade was pulled out a little by him, revealing the worn-out blade full of gaps.

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

It wasn't that the knife was stained with blood, but that there was a breath of blood emanating from the knife.

Or...

murderous look!

clang clang!

The scabbard was thrown out, and Chuanzang pulled out the knife completely, revealing the true face of the knife.

A blade was still full of gaps, and the blade was a long, rusty blade, but the moment it was pulled out, all the marines except Kuro felt cold all over their bodies and couldn't help shaking.

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

Since the knife appeared, it seemed that a lot of blood gushed out from it and spread out.

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

"Have you sensed it? As expected of a famous swordsman."

The crimson in Chuanzang's pupils began to spread to the entire pupil, and his hair, which was quite black, began to turn white from the ends of the hair, and his body became thinner at this moment.

"This knife can suck blood. Its desire is endless. If it can't satisfy its desire, it will eat back at its master. It will suck my physical strength first, and when it can't satisfy it, it will suck my vitality. It was given by this sword, but also I got power!"

"This knife has no master, so far no one can control it. Everyone who encounters this knife will become its puppet! Until its hunger and thirst are not satisfied, it will only carry out endless killings!"

Chuanzang raised his head, his pupils were covered in red, leaving only a little white, and his hair had turned white to the roots.

As if introducing his master, his voice became hoarse and deep at this moment:

"One of the Twelve Skills of the Supreme Sword, the demon sword 'Luo Gui'! Feel the killing, Navy!!"

The pupils of the eyes were completely occupied by crimson, and at this moment, the hair was as pale as white paper.

"ah!!!"

Like a wild beast, Chuanzang roared into the sky, and the air that was shaken by the sound trembled.

Endless blood emanated from his body, covering it with a faint red mist.

His wound, cut by Kuro, is beginning to heal.

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

Just like the "Yan Mo" in Wano Country can absorb people's domineering, such a "demon sword" has strange abilities.

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

Crow narrowed his eyes: "The murderous intent has become substantive..."