This is the collision of swords and swords, with sharp metallic sounds, and the overflowing sword energy crushes the surrounding stones into pieces.
click ~
Suddenly, a breaking sound was heard and Onimaru Shekou's sword was interrupted. After all, how many knives in the world can continue to collide with Heidao Qiushui without breaking?
In the original book.
Even Zoro's famous swords, Doichi's monogram, and the third generation of ghosts cannot compete with Shisui for a long time, otherwise they will be broken.
For a swordsman, if the knife breaks, it means defeat, and it is a very embarrassing defeat.
But this kind of thing is not true for Onimaru, because Yamata no Orochi is born to hide a sword in his abdomen, and if one breaks, there will be another.
Sure enough, the snake head spat out the broken sword, and a long sword that was intact grew back.
But Onimaru is not satisfied with this, in order to defeat Ryoma, he needs a stronger power.
Roar!
A large snake roared, and a giant snake head grew from its other shoulder, and the snake also spat out a sword.
Three knives!
Onimaru took a deep breath and yelled in a deep voice, "Frost Moon Three Swords Style Poison Python!"
The energy of the sword of the three knives turned into the shape of a python, driving Onimaru's body forward at high speed, moving in the shape of a snake, and the trajectory is winding and unpredictable, which is difficult to predict.
Ryoma's eyes widened.
Finally, he found Onimaru's location based on intuition, then he ran over and drew his sword.
"Nose Song Three Ding Arrow Tail Slash!"
The two figures passed each other.
The dragon horse retracted the knife into the sheath, a gap was opened in the abdomen, and purplish-black breath flowed out.
It was a strong snake poison, but it couldn't affect him, who was originally a zombie.
At Onimaru's side, it seemed like nothing was happening at first, but then he was hit by a huge invisible impact, a knife mark appeared on his chest, and blood splattered from his chest.
This is the effect of Arrow Tail Slash, Brook's strongest sword technique, which hits the enemy when people cannot detect it.
Onimaru was undoubtedly seriously injured and a feeling of weakness came from the bottom of his heart, but he did not fall and persisted with his strong will.
The strong will stimulates the potential of the ghost beast Yamata no Orochi, and the strong vitality and resistance of the animal system quickly dispels the feeling of weakness at the bottom of my heart.
Onimaru clenched the sword in his hand, feeling the power return.
He turned to look at Ryoma.
Ryoma also looked at him.
Brook who was behind the wall was stunned, this battle was beyond his imagination.
Luo Xing has also been watching the battle earnestly.
The battle is really exciting, but it doesn't have much reference value for him.
What you want to see is the swordsmanship of the true best swordsman, swordsman Ryoma!
Luo Xing had a vague premonition that his wish would not come true.
Because Onimaru, who is also from the Shimotsuki clan, seems to have guided the original memory and will of Ryoma's body, not Brook's shadow.
"Yo ho ho ho…um? Why are you laughing so much?"
Ryoma tilted his head in bewilderment, his direction suddenly changing to what only warriors would call themselves.
"It's a bit strange. He seems to remember a lot of things, most of which are about fighting... Yes, I seem to be the strongest swordsman and the strongest samurai. I once killed a dragon!"
The will that was left in the body of the Dragon Slayer Warrior from the past returned, and he remembered many things, including the Frost Moon Clan.
Ryoma told Onimaru:
"Can you still hold on? The real battle has just begun, Shuangyue family boy!"
Onimaru also saw that Ryoma was becoming more and more like his ancestors in life, he was very surprised and excited, and nodded strongly:
"As long as I have my life, I can keep fighting!"
"Ha ha ha!" Ryoma laughed out loud, "What a brave boy, I haven't seen him in hundreds of years!"
"Then let me show you the real Frost Moon Stream!"
When the dragon and the horse attacked, Shisui used it more and more gently. It can be seen that the swordsmanship style is exactly the way of Shuangyueliu, not the way of Brook
This is obviously dominated by Ryoma's will during his lifetime!
Luo Xing's eyes flashed brightly, and he was pleasantly surprised. He was so lucky to be able to witness the swordsmanship of the greatest swordsman hundreds of years ago, which made him want to fight in Onimaru's place.
Ryoma and Onimaru fought together again, both sides drew their swords very quickly, the shadow of the sword was cold, and sparks flew everywhere.
It can be clearly seen that Ryoma fought Onimaru, but Onimaru didn't give up and persisted.
The two sides continued to fight like this, constantly attacking you and me.
Unlike Brook, who seemed increasingly bored, Luo Xing found something difficult, and after watching carefully for a while, he suddenly smiled:
"Ryoma, Ryoma, it turns out you like being a teacher too, and you're obviously feeding Onimaru."
Yes, Ryoma, who had awakened his living will, could kill Onimaru instantly, but he didn't.
He fights with slightly stronger power than Onimaru each time, and when Onimaru reaches him, he increases his strength by one more point.
This is a typical feeding movement, a typical teaching.
Or to be more precise, this is an inheritance, which belongs to the inheritance of the Shuangyue clan's ancestors to the younger generations.
Onimaru soon realized this, and tears welled up in his eyes, but he didn't say a word, simply drawing his sword harder and engaged in battle.
It's just that Ryoma is a dead person after all, and the remaining will can't last long.
After a few minutes.
Ryuma smiled calmly: "I can teach my younger generation after death, I have really earned it. The next step is the last move, which is the knife with which I cut off the giant dragon's head."
Immediately, the aura on Ryuma's body became heavy and Shisui let out sword cries.
Onimaru was concentrating on it, knowing that the ancestor was going to teach him the strongest mystery of the Shimotsuki-ryu.
Luo Xing was also concentrating on it, he wanted to see how amazing his swordsmanship was that could cut through a giant dragon.
"Flow of a Frost Moon Sword—"
The dragon horse jumped high into the sky, and the autumn water was covered with a layer of special sword energy, and soared high.
"The Flying Dragon Slaying!"
Immediately, his body seemed to turn into a meteor, falling from a great height.
Onimaru was heartbroken to see this, and fearlessly faced Ryoma's dragon-slaying sword technique.
low!
A castle was directly cut in half.
Ryoma hit the ground and the ground cracked.
Panting heavily, he put Shisui into the scabbard, a peaceful smile on his face.
Onimaru was standing not far from him, and he was not seriously injured, because Ryoma released all the power of his sword movements to other places, otherwise Onimaru would definitely lose his life.
"I entrust you with this Black Sword shisui."
Ryoma throws shisui at Onimaru, and Onimaru catches it.
"last question…"
Ryoma's will will completely disappear, and his body will no longer be controlled by Moria after he disappears. This is the arrogance of the best swordsman. He slowly asked:
"How is Wano Country now?"
Onimaru was surprised for a moment, and after a while, he replied firmly:
"The past has become history, and the future of the Union Congress is in the hands of Mr. Luo Xing."
Ryoma didn't expect to receive such a response, it seems like a lot has changed.
He looked at the man he had been paying attention to just now, without a doubt this is the Lord Luo Xing Guimaru was talking about.
"Do you want to be the knife in this man's hand? Oh, not bad."
Ryoma smiled, his eyes slowly closed, a black shadow jumped out of his body, and then his body gradually turned into fly ash.
A generation of sword gods, the dragon-slaying warrior Ryoma, fell into a deep sleep.
Although the person died, the will has been passed on.
Onimaru bowed to Ryoma's ashes, then quietly walked behind Luo Xing.
Luo Xing patted Onimaru on the shoulder: "Go and recover from the injury, don't disappoint Ryoma's expectations."
Onimaru nodded and stepped back a bit more.
Luo Xing then looked towards a blank space, and the corner of her mouth turned up into a mocking arc:
"Has he given you enough time? It's time to ask Moria out. I'm getting bored of waiting."
Chapter 92 Moria, who was devastated (seeking the first order)
Absalom couldn't describe the shock in his heart at this moment.
The samurai zombie standing next to Hobak actually possessed great strength, and his swordsmanship was beyond his imagination.
What made him feel even more unbelievable was that the zombie seemed to have awakened his life's will, so he didn't even obey his orders, and turned a deaf ear to his secret order to "kill that boy".
"How…how did this happen?"
Absalom swallowed, feeling very ridiculous.
This cannot be blamed on him, after all, this is an unprecedented event.
It is true that Ryoma's strength and Haki were too strong during his lifetime, not to mention that Absalom, even Moria, couldn't compare to Ryoma during his lifetime.
Therefore, even if a trace of will remains in the body, Absalom is not qualified to command it.
Still immersed in shock, Luo Xing's eyes suddenly shifted to him, telling him that he was bored of waiting.
Absalom's pupils suddenly contracted, and he was surprised.
He is obviously transparent and invisible, why was he discovered?
Impossible, absolutely impossible, that man must be intentionally scaring him and leading him to show his weakness.
Seeing that Abu Salom was lucky, Luo Xing did not want to waste any more time.
Stomping his feet on the ground, his figure instantly disappeared into place.
When he reappeared, he was already behind Absalom.
Absalom was terrified and was about to run away, but a palm pinched his neck, and a cold voice rang in his ears at the same time:
"I've given you enough time. Since Moria hasn't come out yet, I have no choice but to go find him myself."
click ~
This transparent person didn't even have room to fight, so Luo Xing broke his neck.
the other side.
Don Sai fought hundreds of zombies by himself, sweating profusely and exhilaratingly. Although his body was seriously injured several times, the ferocity of him was further aroused.
Don Sai's strength gradually woke up, and his right foot became harder than steel.
"Eight Fist Wu Heel Fist!"
With one kick, dozens of zombies were turned to dust and a large hole was opened in the ground.
Don Sai laughed out loud: "Ka Ka Ka Ka, I don't know which is more difficult, my martial foot or the old man's martial head?"
Hundreds of zombies were taken down just by him.
Brook, hiding behind the wall, witnesses an incredible war.
There were only three enemies, but Moria's zombie army was unable to fight back.