I, Sakazuki, Will Not Take a Dog Easily

Although he was at a disadvantage, it was still a little uncomfortable to be underestimated by the enemy for no reason.

The five admirals seem to be opponents chosen at random, but they have already gone through a round of careful planning and deployed the battle situation in a relatively restrained manner.

But even so, the five of them did not have the slightest advantage in this tentative battle, on the contrary, they were beaten by the five old stars, and there was a sudden danger.

Layers of frost took Kuzan's body as a radius, and covered a large area where the two of them stood in the blink of an eye. When confronting strong players who are good at physical skills, those who are good at controlling the field can be said to have an absolute advantage. The longer the time is delayed, the more obvious the weakening and limiting effect of the frosty low temperature will be.

Aware of this unfavorable factor, the Tianlong people suddenly intensified their onslaught, intending to get out of this layer of frost crystals before Kuzan drove the ultra-low temperature to complete the long-term blockade layout.

Unexpectedly, Kuzan, who seems not good at gymnastics, actually showed great resilience. His powerful domineering power was launched one after another, and he avoided the fists and feet that hit him one by one, which made people feel distressed skillfully.

"It's really a tough nut to crack." The seal who said this at this time was thanking his fierce dog and muscular brother from the bottom of his heart.

This time he was able to keep retreating completely under the threat of this top expert's fists and kicks, which was absolutely inseparable from the frequent inhuman beatings that Sakaski usually gave him.

"Why don't we switch? This guy's knowledgeable and domineering can foresee a certain period of time in the future, including every step of the old man." Huang Yuan's expression is a bit tangled at the moment, he wanted to pick a soft persimmon to squeeze Who knows that none of these old things that are neither human nor ghost are fuel-efficient lamps.

All of them can beat each other, and in the past eight hundred years, they really haven't lived on dogs.

He is proficient in physical skills and three-color domineering, and he has no temper at all when he is beaten: "To be honest, how many years have we not been suppressed and beaten like this?"

Suddenly, Polusalino's face froze, and he turned into a photon to escape, narrowly avoiding the accidental injury from the friendly army.

The soul fruit ability user who was suspected of being a fake in the list of great swordsmen broke out completely.

631. Heavenly King, Divine King (Part 2)

"That is... what?" The slightly surprised words came from the owner of one of the twelve great knives - [First Generation Oni Toru].

As if aware of something, he couldn't help but look up at the sky.

Rolling blood-colored thunderclouds hung down the cloud pillars like a cage, and fell straight to the ground.

In the ghostly cloud and mist, strands of blood-colored thunder were engulfed in it, pushed by more and more clouds, covering most of the holy land in an ominous mist.

"The ghost cloud made by the demon sword...was it used by you in reverse?" The bald old man with extensive knowledge and knowledge guessed Gion's little trick with just a little judgment.

Unexpectedly, Gion shook his head, pointing the blade at will to guide the thunderstorm to come: "It's not being used by me, it's being used by it."

The bloody and incandescent thunderbolts hit the mortal world almost at the same time, smashing the area where the old sword ghost was standing into dust with overwhelming momentum.

But the figure still stopped there leisurely, and the bewitching and gorgeous blade of the first generation Guiche slashed directly on the continuous thunder.

The blade wrapped in the domineering color of the weapon is like a big umbrella, which protects the old man and makes the electric silver snakes cut by the sword energy bounce off one by one.

Thousands of hectares of thunderstorms continued, but they were slashed by the Zimang sword going up the current like a bamboo. In the end, the thundercloud covering most of the holy land was split into two with the power of a sword, and the overflowing clouds were affected. The aftermath of the sword energy could not stop sliding to the sides, shining the blazing sunlight on the ground again.

"Gion, is this what you want to teach me?" The bald old man couldn't help showing a playful look. These dense thunderstorms are enough to deter Xiaoxiao. If you want to use these little tricks to defeat him, that's really true The joke of slipping the world.

He has the ability to split clouds and cut thunder with his sword, so why should he care about the face of heaven and earth?

I thought the other party had such a great ability, but now it seems that it is just rhetoric.

An extremely angry curse rushed to the Lord of Guiche before Gion: "You bastard old ghost! That's the cloud that I worked so hard to gather!"

Perceived by the bald old man's domineering arrogance, the cloud that was first split by him gradually condensed again, and was swallowed into the body again by a cloud of cursed living thunderclouds.

"Homiz of the Soul Fruit..." The old swordsman standing at the pinnacle of kendo suddenly realized, and recognized at a glance the iconic creation of the previous owner of the Soul Fruit [Big Mom] - Leiyun Zeus.

[If the previous attack was not motivated by Gion himself, then...] The sword demon who thought of this hastily threw the first generation of ghosts in front of him, carefully guarding against Gion's long-planned sword move.

The expected majestic sword energy did not come as expected, the woman turned her wrist and lowered her saber to the ground.

Women's sword practice is several times more difficult than men's.

Even if you look at ancient and modern times, it is rare to see any well-known female masters of swordsmanship.

After spending several times of painstaking efforts and years of time, what I often get back is a stereotyped conclusion that others open their mouths——

"A female swordsman will never be number one in the world due to physical limitations"

How many swordsmen are discouraged by this sentence?

How many female swordsmen with excellent talents are unwilling to resign after feeling the obvious differences and insurmountable bottlenecks between men and women in terms of physical fitness and strength as time goes by and getting older? Swallowed the 'facts' and walked away?

Does anyone know how many girls have given up their pursuit of kendo in the face of this rigid and cruel 'fact'?

No one knows what kind of efforts Gion has put in, no, what kind of price it is, to achieve what it is today.

People only saw her heroic side, vigorous and resolute, yet calm and resolute, as a general fighting on the battlefield. As a woman, she stands proudly on the throne of the great swordsman, becoming the first female admiral of the navy headquarters in hundreds of years.

She has not forgotten why she raised the sword, just as she has not forgotten why she resolutely chose to join the army in the first place.

In her shining eyes, everything has animism.

Everything breathes.

And all things are silent listeners.

Leiyun Zeus bought enough time for her to resonate with the heaven and earth with her soul.

"One sword heals injustice, and borrows the power of heaven and earth to seek a peaceful situation for the world." Gion's eyes were slightly closed, and she slowly turned her head to look at Sakaski's direction, her words were full of pride, as if giving people As if showing the most beloved treasure: "My husband once said this sentence, and I deeply agree with it."

She seemed to be caught in some kind of mysterious perception, tightly grasping this fleeting artistic conception. The long sword in his hand was still facing vertically downwards, as if someone had placed one or two pieces on a chessboard.

The seemingly inexplicable behavior in this scene was quite different in the eyes of the old man with the name [Sword Demon].

As a top swordsman, he knows that fighting these swordsmen is the most annoying thing. In the process of fighting, you may untie a certain knot in your heart, or touch the scene and arouse resonance. With the meditation of the heart, you can reflect the sword meditation, and you can hand out a sword that is impossible to use under normal conditions.

In his field of vision, it seemed that the entire sky collapsed with Gion's sword, and the endless air current twisted and condensed and squeezed towards him.

If Hawkeye used this sword, the old sword ghost would have recognized it through gritted teeth.

But with Gion's current kendo level, logically speaking, it is almost impossible to deliver such a powerful sword.

The endless sword energy formed out of thin air, spreading in all directions around the bald old man.

The meaning of gathering all souls, using heaven and earth as a sword.

Witnessing the sword ghost struggling to support under thousands of sword qi, she said lightly:

"This is an opportunity."

Such a huge vision of heaven and earth naturally also attracted several teams who were still in the fighting state to hurriedly pull away from each other and confront each other from a distance.

"The sword demon was temporarily suppressed by that little girl?" The blond and brown-skinned old man seemed a little unbelievable. No one knew better than them the level of these colleagues who had been bound for hundreds of years.

That's why he was so surprised after witnessing with his own eyes the scene where the master of Guiche gathered the power of hell all over his body but was still suppressed by the sword energy all over the sky.