Pirate’s Brood Order

The rickety body was raised and straightened inch by inch, like a centipede flexing its joints. In an unspeakable horror, Yarlin grabbed Koshiro's left ankle with one hand, and the cold and strange power soaked in, leaving a trace of blackness. The flame-like shadows polluted the clothes on the trouser legs into black smoke.

Koshiro looked down and saw a terrifying knife edge on Yarlin's upright chest rolled outwards, revealing countless severed black threads wriggling and docking strangely. The dark and deep snake bones are swinging in support.

"From the first time we met, I knew that the owner of Koshiro is definitely not a simple swordsman. Today's meeting really did not disappoint me!"

Chi!

The sharp blade was approaching in the eyeballs, Yarlin rubbed his fingers fiercely, kicked his feet on the ground, and the whole person slid forward, like a poisonous snake swimming close to the ground, with his upper body standing upright and his head straight A strange 180-degree rotation looked behind him, and at the same time he flicked his right hand.

Thumbwheel flash!

The dazzling brilliance shattered the air, and the bullet marks that compressed and ignited the air swept away on the blade of the sword. Koshiro stood on the spot and retracted the sword. Looking down, he saw the muscles of his ankles split into irregular shapes, and the shadows extending deep into the bones were burning. A layer of flesh and blood has been polluted into the color of ink, showing the feeling of dryness, weathering and festering.

"No pain!" A cold light appeared in Koshiro's eyes. Without hesitation, he swung his sword and slashed across the rotten calf. The steady and sharp blade cut the calf in two. The moment it brushed by, it turned into a puddle of festering stagnant water!

A sharp trace appeared on the ground, and a shadow rolled and eroded in the gully, and it took two or three seconds for it to slowly extinguish and dissipate.

"You don't care about your body so much, and you don't know that you think that your body can be replaced?" Yarlin stood up from the ground, and the surrounding navy quickly moved back and let the one in the middle get out of the way. At the venue, he looked at Koshiro and said quietly: "A powerful swordsmanship should be paired with a steel-like body in order to exert more unparalleled lethality, what do you think?"

Half of his leg was cut off by himself, and Koshiro stood up straight with only one foot. He gently took off his blood-stained glasses, wiped them on his robe and put them back on again, before saying coldly: "Planting to frame our revolutionary army My identity is not to apprehend me, Colonel Yarlin, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Planting and framing?" Ya'erlin spread his five fingers, and black threads gushed out from his fingertips and twisted into spider webs to cover Koshiro: "Maybe it's not true? But you're right, I'm right The revolutionary army in Dongzang XZ is not interested, and the one who really makes me feel valuable is the owner Koshiro.”

There was a crackling sound, and the layered spider webs were easily chopped into black flakes and scattered in the air. Koshiro tilted his head back, drew a half-arc on the ground with his soles of his feet, and stabbed the blade straight into the air. Yarlin's figure appeared in a flash, and the black mist of the collapsed palm steamed down Gaia.

"Of course it's the dead owner Koshiro who is valuable!" A cold voice came.

His body, which was far harder than steel, faced Koshiro's sword, but it pierced through like tofu dregs, and the burst palm turned into black threads that continued to envelop Koshiro like a snake.

The blade waved and stirred, and cut the black thread into fine pieces impenetrably. Yaerlin, who was watching so fast, saw a dazzling sword shadow flickering in his eyes, but he couldn't even catch where the real blade was hidden.

Shadows of black air lingered all over his body, and the blades covering his field of vision seemed to be burning with black flames. Yarlin's waist suddenly twisted to avoid it, and a blade pierced through his back pierced through his body.

"It's really a keen fighting instinct. Did you find the real support of my body so quickly?" Yarlin stepped forward, the snake bones inside his chest were twisted and slanted to avoid the blade, he stretched out his hand, and the black line came out Recondensed into a pale palm, he grasped the blade, "Unfortunately, the knife is not sharp enough! It is still not fast enough!"

The terrifying force like steel tongs clamped the blade, and the cold black flame entwined around it, like the rope of the underworld locked the blade. Koshiro stared at Yarlin coldly, pulled out the long knife in his hand and stabbed it inch by inch.

As a great swordsman, absolutely no one can snatch the control of the blade from him. The sword is a part of his body, and the moment he holds the sword, there is nothing that cuts continuously.

The chain of black flames that Yinhen turned into was broken every inch, and the terrifying sword intent even cut and killed Yinhen. It turned into scattered black air and retracted into Yarlin's palm. He drew his sword and stabbed again, but it was only for a moment After a long delay, Yarlin's whole body had already slammed into Koshiro's chest with his shoulders against his knees, and the terrifying force crashed into Koshiro's chest like an overturned and collapsing mountain. Razor, volleyed Koshiro's waist.

There was the sound of ribs cracking and sagging, a piece of flesh and blood was gouged out from the waist, and the violent shock of the kidneys exploded like a balloon. Erlin thrust his sword one last time.

One sword!

Piercing straight, the sword condensed all the energy and energy of Koshiro, and the space seemed to collapse into a black spot. The sharp blade seemed to penetrate a black hole, and the blade was dyed black.

There was darkness in front of his eyes, and a strange swallowing force pulled Yarlin away like a vortex of a black hole. Yarlin's eyebrows jumped fiercely, countless shadows burned all over his body, and the dark marks condensed into a twisted line. The black snake bit the pierced black sword.

Layers of black spots froze on the blade, withered and fell off inch by inch, and the black snake was also crushed into blurred black smoke. A black light appeared on Yarlin's body, and his whole body was like a piece of black steel facing only The next broken hilt went up.

The chest collapsed and sunken, and the hilt of the sword touched Yarlin's body like lightning, and a huge hole exploded on the back of the spine, and the moment it shot out, it seemed to have completed its mission, shattered into dregs and was swept away by the wind.

The spine, where the dark marks and black lines merged in the body, looked like a black snake with its skin peeled off, with dozens of mottled openings, the deepest one cutting the snake bone in half.

"Oh~"

The pain penetrating into the bone marrow made Yarlin's scalp numb. He let out a long sigh of relief. The holes on his body quickly solidified and healed, and the mottled fine lines on the snake bones were gathered together again by black lines and shadows. Countless The silk thread is wrapped around the wound like a bandage, and it quickly solidifies and heals.

As long as this black-threaded body, which is not human-like, is not destroyed in an instant, all the vitality of the snake bone can be shed like a snake sheds its skin.