I, Sakazuki, Will Not Take a Dog Easily

"Enemy attack!!" The guards of the chamber of commerce who were holding heavy weapons could no longer move their bodies even the slightest bit except for giving the final warning verbally.

They watched in horror as their companions slowly pointed heavy bazookas and mortars at themselves: "Stop it! What are you doing! We are not companions..."

"boom!!"

The explosion sound engulfed the desperate cries of the guards, and Doflamingo casually picked up a bazooka that was scattered under his feet due to the explosion shock wave: "So many heavy weapons, interesting, interesting, they are Major General Ghost Spider under Sakaski ? Or Major General Dauberman?"

The eyes covered by the sunglasses make it impossible to guess what he is thinking. Doflamingo raised his head and looked at the second floor of an unremarkable restaurant not far away with a leisurely smile. Still looking a little thin: "Or, is it Lindeman, the little fox wanted by Kaido black market??"

As soon as the words fell, a figure smashed through the brick wall on the second floor of the restaurant and fell heavily on the snow.

The figure slowly released the force of landing, and stood up straight in the snow without haste.

"Huh? It looks like we have to get rid of this subordinate before capturing Kil'jaeden? Young master?" Baby-5 asked his parents naively.

But Doflamingo's silence made the little girl feel strange for the first time. Not only the young master, but other senior cadres all looked a little dignified.

Diamanti, who also used a sword, immediately protected the Patriarch of the Don Quixote family behind him.

Although the focus is on fruits, it doesn't mean that Diamanti's swordsmanship is far from perfect. In fact, the top cadre who will be the ringleader of the Dressrosa Arena in the future is eclectic, and with the help of Flying Fruits, he has developed his own unique sword skills.

Get this done first? Huh. . The corners of Diamanti's mouth twitched when he heard Baby-5's Wuji childish words.

The unidentified guy in front of him is several times stronger than the arms dealer Kil'jaeden on the second floor of the restaurant?

The aura of the two of them was judged, and the stronger the swordsman, the more he could feel the suffocating pressure from the guy on the opposite side who kept his head lowered.

The eyes of the weirdo, who was covering most of his face by the brim of his hat, were tightly closed. The next moment, his eyes, filled with brutal and murderous intent, fixedly locked on Doflamingo's position.

"Hehehe," a deep laugh came from the mouth of the visitor, like a devil from hell: "My knife, I'm hungry."

The snow velvet is still flying, but the knife has been sheathed.

Without any warning, the swordsman appeared in front of Diamanti as if teleporting, and that sudden terrifying explosive force, accompanied by a strange red glow, slashed fiercely at those who blocked the way.

"Piaoyang... um!" Diamanti's eyes flashed with blood, and he didn't even see clearly that the other party had made a knife move.

But the subconscious reaction of putting the steel cloak in front of him saved his life.

With just this one blow, the top cadre of the Don Quixote family knelt limply on the snowy ground, and the broken knife along with splashing blood woke up the other family members who were almost in a daze.

"How come!!" Poletor, who is also the top cadre, stared round his eyes. As the first four people to follow Doflamingo, their strengths are all on par. Even Diamanti, who has excellent sword skills, is still superior to him in terms of fighting ability, second only to the first-generation Red Heart Virgo who has long since left.

Pika didn't care about being ridiculed for her shrill voice, and gasped: "One sword? Diamanti didn't block even one sword?"

Doflamingo's face was full of fear, and he stared at the swordsman who suddenly stopped after a blow without blinking.

The guy in front of him with the sword sheathed seems to be savoring the guy who just killed. There is a tacit balance between extreme stillness and extreme movement. If it is quiet, there will be almost no breath, and if it moves, it will seal its throat with a sword.

The murderous Da Jianhao grinned a bloodthirsty smile, and commented on his previous opponent: "It's not bad as an aperitif before dinner."

The head of the Don Quixote family didn't guess who the opponent was in a short time, but there is no doubt that the killing intent like being in a sea of ​​blood is definitely not something that ordinary swordsmen can have.

Doflamingo, who has completed the domineering hardening of the whole body, has clawed his hands, and the intertwined silk threads meet the bewitching red light that is rushing again.

The Asura-like killing god swung his saber again in the way of Iai, saying it was a saber, but the moment the light of the saber broke away from the blade, it turned into scattered blood-colored broken lines.

The sword energy spread out with a destructive momentum, and the gangsters and bounty hunters who had been controlled by the parasitic line before were chopped into several sections before they had time to applaud the distinguished guest who drew his sword to help.

Doflamingo, who was closest to the sword pressure, clenched his teeth tightly, and the silk threads infused with armed domineering aura were cut one after another by the sword aura.

The sword energy full of killing intent finally stopped unwillingly close to his finger.

But except for Luo and Baby-5 who were hiding behind him, the two little devils were unscathed, Pica, Poletor, Corazon and other cadres were all hacked to varying degrees by the sword energy of this group attack. hurt.

And Doflamingo finally recognized the famous sword in the opponent's hand, the terrifying demon sword that claimed to be no less than the first generation Onitsu.

There was not a trace of blood stained on the knife, and it was unknown whether it was washed away or swallowed up by the demon knife that hummed bursts to express his joy.

Veins popped out on his forehead, and he was no longer as relaxed as before: "Why is the deputy director of the deep sea prison Imperton appearing here?"

It's no wonder that he had matched Shiliu's face with the deputy director of the Deep Sea Prison. The Don Quixote family preconceived that they had figured out the other party's details. If it weren't for the reminder from the demon sword, Doflamingo would never have Connect Shiliu, who doesn't show up on the sea all year round, with the North Sea.

The pure white snow was stained with a large amount of blood stains, like the ink rhyme smudged on the white rice paper.

Snow, who forgot her original color, set off the bewitching and deadly blood color into a more beautiful color.

192. The Singing of Swords and Sanhua (Part 2)

The demon knife was humming, this was the first time Shiliu felt it cheering so much. The pulsation that spread from the blade to the handle seemed to be alive, rejoicing for the fresh and abundant blood.

There is no doubt that Xiliu's attainments in the way of the sword are extremely profound. If he intends to start a sect, the people who come to learn from teachers will definitely be able to overwhelm all the floors of the deep sea prison.

Even if you add up all the sword masters in the four seas and the front and rear half of the great route, he can still rank among the top ten.

This great swordsman clearly knows that Xi Jian is also Xi Xin. The best way of swordsmanship lies in attacking the heart, and the sword is the art of war.

From the sword master who jumped down from the second floor of the restaurant, a deadly trap was set up between two swords.

The first cut utilizes the astonishing speed of the blade in its circular motion. Xiliu displayed the exquisite sword skills that a great swordsman should have, even if it was a thunderous Iai slash, it was still fast and slow.

When drawing the knife, it is calm and slow at first, but when it gets to the middle of the scabbard, the speed changes and speeds up, and when the tip of the knife is about to leave the carp's mouth, it is as fast as a gale and lightning. Draw and strike according to the sequence of "slow, broken, urgent" to ensure that one blow is sure kill.

And he did it, coupled with the strong domineering hardening, the strange sword light pierced Diamanti's defense like a bamboo.

He deliberately didn't swing the second knife immediately, but while savoring the killing, he climbed a level higher than before.

The second strike is still an explosive Iai, even more astonishing than the first strike. But the scheming murderer deliberately did not restrain the sword energy, allowing the scattered sword energy to attack in all directions.

The significance of Juhe lies in its suddenness. If one cannot be caught off guard and kill the opponent, then there is no point in sheathing the sword again.

Shiliu, who changed to holding a knife in both hands, approached Doflamingo again, and slashed out the third knife that had been planned for a long time.

What he wanted was for this guy who didn't know the art of swords to miscalculate the two swords he had prepared earlier.

Although there has always been controversy over the strength of one-handed swords and two-handed swords, in the hands of a great swordsman, the power of two-handed swords is by no means as simple as 1+1=2.

The sword energy no longer drifted away as before, but condensed in front of the blade. The sword pressure covered the blade of the demon knife, and it looked like blood-red gas flowing from the blade from a distance.

Kicked to the iron plate! This was Doflamingo's only thought at this moment. He could only weave layers of barriers in front of his body with domineering and strengthened silk threads, and stagger his armed domineering and hardened arms in front of his chest in an attempt to block this seemingly inconspicuous blow.

But unexpectedly, this inconspicuous slash was not in the same order of magnitude as the previous two slashes.

There was no brilliant sword energy flying, and the demon knife with a strange red light instantly tore through the lower layers of protection of Doflamingobu, and slashed fiercely on his crossed arms under the horrified eyes of the line-line fruit ability user .

In an instant, the extremely sharp knife broke through the domineering right arm crossed at the front of his front, and sank deeply into the arm muscles.

Doflamingo moved extremely fast, and with the help of this domineering sword, he kicked his feet forward and left the ground backwards.