Pirate: Is this swordsman too meaty?

Phew——!

Long Che disappeared on the spot, the remaining air masses on the ground dispersed, and the rocks on both sides collapsed several meters due to the recoil force.

He drew a Z-shaped bloody afterimage in the air, stepped on the air forcefully, and groups of transparent air waves bloomed in the sky, creating a sonic boom.

Leopard Goro remained motionless, his knotted muscles swelled, and he used his dynamic sight and flowing sakura to the extreme to spy on gaps in the surrounding airflow.

The country of Wano advocates martial arts and pursues the ultimate in strength, so it develops the weapon color, namely Ryuzakura, to an advanced level.

Relatively speaking, seeing, hearing, and color are generally weak.

But it’s not like no one has mastered it.

Leopard Goro is one of them. After a long period of groping, he sought life in a life-and-death struggle, and then caught a glimpse of that mysterious corner.

Boom!

Bao Goro raised his flaming sword and slashed somewhere.

Zizzi——!

The two streams of flowing cherry blossoms with completely different powers collided, the air pressure was shattered, and the overflowing blade forcefully cut through the surrounding stone piles.

Bao Wu Lang felt that he had hit a big mountain, and the pile of rocks under his feet suddenly collapsed. Long Che held the knife in his left hand, and with a wave of lightning, a blood arrow flew in front of Bao Wu Lang. With a click, one arm spun in the air several times and fell.

Falling to the ground.

Long Che kicked Bao Wulang on the chest, causing the sternum to shatter and collapse.

Bao Goro flew backwards like a cannonball, dragging a striking blood stain on the ground.

Long Che turned back and swung his sword to deflect the blades of Ushimaru and Yuyue, and moved back ten meters in an elegant step. He controlled the surrounding gravity, and the surrounding rocks and debris began to shake violently.

Thousands of stones floated strangely, and a stream of cherry blossoms covered and penetrated, dyeing the stones pitch black.

"Star wheel!"

Densely packed stone bullets pounced on the two people who were chasing after them. Ushimaru and Gozuki's expressions tightened, and they broke through the group of stone bullets with force.

Long Che sneered, and raised his index and middle fingers together slightly, and the ground began to tremble.

The daimyo were horrified and quickly inserted their knives into the ground to stabilize themselves.

The entire earth seemed to be torn apart by boundless brute force, and huge gaps spread throughout the capital.

Not just in the castle tower area, terrifying deep trenches and cracks are spreading outward.

Rows of buildings were torn apart and collapsed, and streets were torn apart.

The black charcoal snake watching from a distance had its scalp numb and was so frightened that it could not straighten its tongue. Under the cover of the imperial fans, it hurriedly retreated from the building. Then with a creak, the building also turned into ruins in the deep trench that spread.

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The black charcoal snake swallowed, its back already soaked with cold sweat.

Long Che stood on the same spot, and the surrounding area was beyond recognition. Rocks the size of castles peeled off from the earth and rose up. Huge black shadows covered the sky and the sun, shrouding the capital.

The whole sky darkened instantly.

"Hey hey, what is that?!"

The panicked residents stopped, looked up at the sky, their eyeballs shrank, and they collapsed on the ground in despair.

There was a circle of smoke surrounding the bottom of the rock, which continued to rise with a dull whine, breaking through the dark clouds, and did not stop until it reached the stratosphere and hung in the air.

The capital city has been torn apart beyond recognition, and not a single piece of land is intact.

Gun smoke fills the air everywhere, and corpses litter the fields.

Looking at the dark rocks hanging above his head, Haogoro stood up with difficulty, his face was livid, his wounds were bleeding, his lips were white and dry, and his cloudy eyes were full of complex colors.

But at this moment, Long Che suddenly slapped his forehead, "It's such a waste to end the battle with this move, Niuwan, Old Man Bao, let's call it a day."

Wouldn’t it be easier for them to let them die like this?

He was really looking forward to the desperate expressions on these guys' faces when their dream utopia turned into charred hell.

A lot of people died today. Even though we tried to avoid civilians, there were always things we couldn't take care of. Nearly half of the enemy warriors were killed or injured.

My own samurai also injured more than a dozen people.

Two of the yakuza leaders died and two were injured. The yakuza leader lost an arm. Oden's retainers each suffered varying degrees of injuries. Of the three daimyo, only Ushimaru was unharmed.

But the power of Wano has been disrupted. At least the yakuza lineage represented by the dead Tsunagoro Hakasa and Yatabe Snake Eyes. The competition between the two regions for the new leader will definitely be a bloody storm.

Powers change, and the weak survive in the cracks. It is the same no matter what era.

Long Che doesn't feel like he owes sukiyaki.

Sukiyaki used him and gave him status; Long Che cleared the obstacles for Sukiyaki and stabilized his position as general.

Both of them get what they need.

There is no saying who owes whom.

Lobbying the various forces in Wano to deal with the Black Carbon Orochi and Kaido Alliance was the last thing he did for Sukiyaki.

The flowing cherry blossoms and murderous aura subsided, and the blazing light on the blood blade dimmed. The blade was still black and white, without a trace of blood, but the smell of blood became stronger.

Long Che knew that most of the blood was "eaten" by Xue Shao.

Since Xue Shao was forged, he has followed Long Che in more than ten battles, large and small, and nearly a thousand people have died under Xue Shao. Especially after being forged into a semi-finished black sword, Xue Shao has become even more evil.

Bloodthirsty and violence can amplify the dark side of the knife wielder's heart.

It's just that Long Che has a strong heart and is not affected by blood.

Long Che felt that based on the "nature" and sharpness of Xuesha, ordinary twenty-one-gun sharp knives could not compare with it, and only the two more famous sharp knives could be compared with it.

"As long as the blood is forged into a black sword, there should be thirteen supremely sharp swords in the world."

Long Che sheathed his sword and waved his hand in the air. The rocks hanging in the air were controlled by him and slowly landed.

While everyone was stunned, the rock fell back to its original place, filling the ravine and pit.

Everyone has complicated expressions.

At this time, a black figure held something in his hands, ducked across the ruins several times, and finally knelt on the ground in front of Long Che, holding something above his head.

Toraji raised his pious eyes like a fanatical believer, "Lord Ryuche!"

In his hands he held a bloody kimono and a set of soft gold and silk pieces of blood-red armor.

The cuffs of the kimono are trimmed with gold and embroidered with red maple patterns, and the hem of the trousers is all red, which looks very fancy.

There is a cyan rope wrapped around the edge of the armor near the shoulder opening of the left shoulder, and the rope is connected to a crescent gold shoulder armor.

Long Che generously put on his clothes and armor.

He has a handsome face, a slender figure, and is dressed in a dazzling samurai kimono, with blood on his waist.

Long Che seemed to be surrounded by the harsh winter, and his whole temperament became colder and deeper.

The daimyo could only see his stern profile. Long Che spoke with a cold voice, "Because of you, the castle tower was destroyed. I hope that the castle tower will be rebuilt within two days. You will be solely responsible for the damage to the surrounding streets. Otherwise, I don't mind today."

Things happen again."

"Let's go, Toraji."

Long Che walked towards the dilapidated castle tower. Huji proudly raised his chin and glanced sideways at everyone, as if to say: Did you see it? This is my master!

Then he caught up with Long Che like he didn't recognize his relatives, praising and bragging about Long Che.

"Damn it! Most of the city's destruction was mostly due to his handiwork, and this bastard actually brushed it aside and put all the responsibility on us!"

Tempura gritted his teeth and hit the ground with his fists, his expression sad and angry.

Yujie patted him on the shoulder, pointed in the distance and said with a smile, "Others are too far away to hear me. Why don't you catch up and say it again?"

Tempura shrank his neck and put his head like a rattle, "Brother Yuyue, please stop making fun of me. I just complain and vent. If he really catches up, he won't kill me?"

Yu Jie shook his head helplessly.

Ushimaru shrugged, "I told you before I came here that Long Che is very strong. You still don't believe it. You should believe me now, right?"

Yuyue and Tempura nodded heavily.

Ushimaru looked around and sighed helplessly, "Although we have to pay a lot of money, fortunately not many residents were involved. This is a great blessing among misfortunes, but it is a pity for the samurai..."

The blood-lettered Dazheng and Adie, disheveled and disheveled, walked over with Bao Goro supported, followed by the embarrassed Oden retainers.

The hero Goro Hao, when Yu Yue and others were still in their infancy, the legend of him spread in the country.

So when they saw Haogoro approaching, Ushimaru and others hurriedly greeted him.

"Master Bao!"

"Master Bao, are you okay? Is the injury serious?"

"..."

Baogorang waved his hand with his remaining hand and said with a pale face, "I am mainly responsible for this matter. If I hadn't insisted on asking you to come to help, so many people would not have died."

There was regret and fear in his eyes.

"I am solely responsible for the compensation for the renovation of the capital. I will also pay a sum of money to the families of my subordinates. Please don't refuse. This is all I can do."

Baogoro felt heavy. Looking at the devastated and mottled land, he sighed deeply. He seemed to have aged more than ten years.