Save the world from Luffy

"First of all... of course, it must be cut from the explosive head."

The zombie swordsman grabbed Brooke's hair and raised the blade in his hand.

The cane and sword that had been held tightly in his hand had been shot down with the final hit of the previous decisive strike, and now Brook had no power to fight back.

"Since you have already separated the superiors and did not kill him at that time, it is too late to make up the knife."

The swordsman who was on the sidelines appeared on the forest bridge and stretched out his hand to caress the hilt of the knife.

"Yo ha ha ha"

"What a headache."

Although the laughter was Brooke's tone, the voice of the zombie swordsman was much lower, and his strong personal tone made him successfully distinguished from the body, even if there was Brooke's shadow hidden inside him.

"What if I say no?"

"Thirty-Six Trouble Wind——"

The snow-white knife handle was gripped tightly, and the azure blue flying slash completely covered the entire forest bridge. After cutting a piece of tree, it flew towards the distant sky.

It seemed that something had been cut. The sound of heavy objects hitting the ground and the sound of gears turning were clearly audible in this quiet night.

"Nice slash." The zombie swordsman had already left his original position instantly, and he admitted the strength of the green-haired swordsman in front of him.

"Is there a better one, do you want to see it?" Sauron digs into his pocket with his left hand, which hasn't held the knife, and threw a bottle of spray to Brook. "Try it, it might work."

I don’t know if the high-level wound medicine has an excellent effect on the recovery of bones, but if a dead horse is a living horse doctor, it is always right to try.

"This is the first time I have seen... a swordsman like you."

Looking at this swordsman with five knives on his body, the zombie swordsman was quite surprised.

"Are you planning to open a grocery store? If you kill, a handful is enough."

Feeling the warmth brought to him by the knife wives, Sauron curled his lips in disdain.

"A corpse with no temperature like you can't feel the dependence and bondage between the swordsman and the sword."

"It's a good knife." Sauron said softly while looking at the black and red blade.

"Hehehehe, you really have a vision."

Although he didn't understand what Sauron was talking about, as a swordsman, there was no problem in valuing his sword.

"This is one of the twenty-one jobs of the Great Knife. The blade is a black knife with a chaotic edge and a big inverse T-shaped. A superb famous knife, Qiushui."

The dry fingertips brushed the spine of the knife, and the dark black light was flowing on it.

"It's a sword you have never seen before."

He spoke quite arrogantly, but he drew a smile that Sauron couldn't hold back.

"Hahahaha"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

"Is your brain broken? Or are your eyes bad?"

Pulling the pure white blade in his hand into the sheath, Sauron gently patted the three weapons hanging on his waist.

"I am a three-sword style. The three knives I use are all top weapons in the world."

"The chrysanthemum is a literary slogan, and a big knife is twenty-one work. Although it is somewhat uncomfortable to use as a ritual knife, it is still a good knife."

"Zanpakudao Three Thousand World is a weapon that was born after sacrificing the word Hedao Yiwen of the Great Knife 21 Gong, but it won't be long before he will become one of the new Supreme Knife."

Then Sauron drew a third knife, the translucent amber blade was like a precious piece of art, not a weapon for killing.

"Zanpaku Dao Amber, like Three Thousand World, is a sharp blade that will become the new supreme great knife."

"If you don't believe it, how about a try?"

Sauron didn't have all three knives, and only challenged the zombie swordsman with a handful of amber.

"ridiculous."

Faced with Sauron’s remarks, the zombie swordsman did not pay attention to what became the new supreme sharp knife. This is simply nonsense. His black sword Qiushui is almost the same. This turned himself into a weapon exhibition. The weapon racks in the museum are really laughable and generous.

"Then let me use this black sword Qiushui, which cuts down the flying dragon, to give you one last ride."

"Three swordsman juggling swordsman."

"Remember my name, my name is Longma, you will be honored to die in battle."

Lunge leaned over, holding the knife in both hands and closing it to the waist, rushing forward at the extreme speed, a light purple light overflowed from the black knife autumn water.

"Dawn Song·Aurora Sudden!"

If Brook still had eyes, then his eyes would definitely pop out of his sockets at this moment. When Ryoma used this trick that belonged to him and was so familiar, Brook knew where he was defeated.

The previous battle with Ryoma didn't make people think about it at all. Sora's speed had no power, and his too light body made his sword moves invisibly disrupted the rhythm.

One wrong step, wrong step, when facing this samurai who absolutely possessed the strength of a swordsman before his death, this small mistake will be infinitely magnified, so big that there is no even the slightest force to fight back.

The most feared move of the same source is to shop around. In a state where power is dominant, skill possessed, and speed is almost the same, other people’s swordsmanship is more suitable than your own body, and it is more suitable for you to win. Weird.

Brook opened his mouth, his emotions made him want to remind him, but his reason made him stop interfering in the duel between the two.

Sauron closed his eyes when facing this lightning-like speeding stab, the swordsman holding the sword in one hand only slightly tilted the blade.

Just like the tip of the needle against the wheat, the tip of the black sword Qiushui was gently withstood by the amber blade, and the lavender slash aftermath split into two, drilling two smooth holes in the wall behind Sauron.

"Too light."

An unpretentious horizontal slash flew the dragon horse, Sauron stayed in place, and his powerful physique capable of tearing the sea king made him easily take this tentative attack.

"Brook, go behind me, you should be able to move now, right."

The swordsman smiled at Brooke and reminded him very intimately.

Such an attitude of treating himself as nothing made Ryoma furious, bending his leg and stepping on the bridge, he sprinted up at a faster speed than before.

Prelude · Slashing!

With the purpose of destroying weapons, relying on the strength and sharpness of the black sword Qiushui, Ryoma pierced the weapon in Sauron's hand with every knife.

"Didn't I tell you a long time ago, even the black sword Qiushui, in terms of material, sharpness and sturdiness, will not be the opponent of my Zanpodao."

Calmly blocking the continuous stabs, the blade of the artwork that seemed to be shattered at once was undamaged, and the powerful force attached to the blade's block made Ryoma suffer.

If it weren't for the zombie's pain, I guess my hands would be numb at this moment.

A challenge drove Ryoma back, holding Amber with one hand, Sauron opened his eyes and stared at the Ryoma who jumped out.

"One sword stream, one Gang Li Luo, Gang Li cut!"

The right arm that swelled in a circle in an instant burst out with even more terrifying power than before, and the simple brute force fell on the head.

Different from the lightness of Brooke and Ryoma, Sauron, who hasn't moved in place at all, is the absolute opposite to them, a symbol of strength.

A line of white smoke suddenly appeared at the front end of the blade when it was slashed. It was extremely compressed air. The sharp blade accelerated and cut through this layer of mist without any hindrance. Before the ear-piercing scream was born, he was caught by Juli. Crushed.

The stout slash split the forest bridge into two, and the straight incision blasted out the sky of stone debris when it reacted.

Ryoma's flying slash left behind a smooth, mirror-like incision hole, while what Sauron left here was an unbridled fissure.

The clothes on the left half of his body were shattered. Even though the Ryoma resisted by the horizontal sword forced to dodge laterally, he was also repelled by the bold sword energy for more than ten meters. This was just a shock to the aftermath. If it hits from the front, the black sword Qiushui may be fine. , His body is probably torn into pieces.

But the advantage of zombies is that there is no pain.

Revolutionary dance music, assault!

The dust and smoke have not yet dissipated, and the dragon horse with clogs has pierced the dust.

One sword flow Ihe·Lion Elegy——

The swordsman finally moved, the two exchanged positions, and the purple and blue slashes passed away.

The forest bridge, which was already torn apart, was cut diagonally by the blue slash, and the purple light gun tore the wall behind it, and a screaming and screaming came from the zombie generals.

"Just hit it! Don't prevent me from drinking tea, bastard!" Luffy's voice came from the room.

A brick was thrown with brute force, and the stone brick that surpassed the speed of sound blew away the dust raised by the spur of the dragon and horse.

Looking at the fallen trees and huge explosion pits in the distance, Ryoma bowed and apologized very sorry to the origin of the tiles.

"excuse me."

Ryoma then turned to face the swordsman.

"It's a pity that I can only fight with you with this body."

He released the stabbing posture that he had maintained before, and then began to move his hands and feet a little strangely and awkwardly.

The black and red blade itself seemed to fade a little, and the faint purple blade shimmered, flashing.

"Country of Harmony, Dragon Slayer Warrior, Frost Moon Dragon Horse."

At this moment, the samurai holding the sword swept away his previous temperament and tone similar to Brooke, and solemnly reported his name.

"The Straw Hat Adventure Group, Three Sword Style, Roronoa Sauron."

Biting Zanpakudao Three Thousand World in his mouth, holding the Kikuichi Nozong with his left hand, the swordsman responded very seriously.

The two walked forward along the bisected forest bridge, until they reached the edge of the breach.

"Although it is a bit regretful, one cut should be enough."

A dark purple flame ignited on the black sword autumn water. The warrior who once cut down the flying dragon has spanned hundreds of years at this moment and is reborn on this dry zombie body.

Just as Guina entrusted to the words of Hedoichi, the soul will of the samurai Ryoma was firmly guarded by the black sword Qiu Shui, and accompanied his master to defeat countless powerful ones, and the prestigious sword that rushed down contained a trace of the previous shadow.

"Then let me see."

A ferocious ghost and god appeared behind Sauron, with three six arms and nine swords. The aura that turned into substance was the condensation of murderous ghost aura, which turned into substance by the will of the swordsman.

"Great will!"

Samurai Ryoma raised his black sword Qiu Shui, and straightened the three ghosts in front of him.

The violent momentum raged out, and at the same time, their bodies were staggered and they waved their sharp blades.

"Liuying·Dragon Pozhan!"

"Nine Blades of Ghost Qi, Asura, Magic Nine Flashes!"

The roaring crimson flying dragon collided with the terrifying and terrifying dark ghost.

The dark purple slash separated the bridge deck, forest, and ground below, and even the island-like big ship had faint signs of being cut apart.

The dark ghost energy was divided into nine, and the sharp blades merged into one in the rotation. At the moment when the ghost and the flying dragon intersected, the dark slash struck the flying dragon's body.

In other words, Feilong took the initiative to crash into the slash.

"My Frost Moon Dragon Horse, undefeated in my life."

He put the black sword Qiushui into the scabbard.

"Even after death..."

"is also like this!"

The sound of broken metal sounded, not one sound, but many sounds.

Obviously they are all the 21st tools of the big sharp knife, this big sharp knife chrysanthemum forged with the supreme big sharp knife material standard is instantly broken.

Even Zanpakuto Three Thousand World and Zanpakuto Amber made an overwhelmed sound when they collided with the flying dragon.

The fine cracks began to spread...

"Count the rewards I gave you, if Hei Dao Qiu Shui followed you, he should be very happy."

The weapon in his hand was handed over to the swordsman, Ryoma looked up at the distance, then he staggered slightly, the slashing of the nine ways appeared, and the rotten but still powerful body was eroded by the ghost, and it disappeared in a sigh. Of smoke and dust.

Who lost...who won again?

Maybe it doesn't matter.

"The samurai who cut down the flying dragon in the legend..." Sauron put the broken Chrysanthemum text into his sheath, and couldn't help but sting in his heart as he watched the slowly repaired crack on the Zanpaku knife.

"Is this the great swordsman..."

He took a deep breath, recalling Ryoma's last words before leaving, and he couldn't help showing a dumbfounded expression.

"Unbeaten for a lifetime...but you didn't win either."

I lamented the specially targeted Kikuichi Wenzezong, this big sharp knife has been used as a ceremonial knife before... compared to the black sword Qiushui growing up in blood... it is indeed too immature.

Probably Ryoma wanted to keep Qiu Shui from being left out after the delivery.

"I want to be beautiful!"

With the black knife Qiushui on your back, even if there is a place on the waist, even if it is empty, you have to honestly watch the show for me!

Losing the soul and soul that it was entrusted with, Qiu Shui now is just a knife, a powerful and sharp weapon.

Holding Three Thousand World and Amber in distress, Sauron turned back, and Brook, whose shadow returned to himself, danced forehand with his shadow.

"Yohohoho"

"Five years! I finally changed back to who I was!"

Brook swooped and hugged the swordsman when Sauron came.

"Thank you very much! Thank you very much!"

"I see, let go, my saliva will get on my clothes."

"If I were a beautiful lady, I would not skimp on my kisses, but unfortunately I am a skeleton."

"Sauron, do you know! This gratitude, this touch really made my bones cramp!"

"Although I don't have bone marrow! Although I'm just a skeleton! But..."

"Boom"

Brook, who was lying on the ground by the iron fist of love, clutched the big bag on his forehead and smirked.

"If you want to express your gratitude, come and discuss it when you have time."

"no problem!"

The two walked into the hall and returned to the huge room.