I, Sakazuki, Will Not Take a Dog Easily

Although he was downwind, it was still a bit uncomfortable to be underestimated by the enemy somehow.

The five admirals seem to be randomly selected opponents, but they have already gone through a round of meticulous planning to deploy the battle situation with more restraint on the opponent's appearance.

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 in a momentary danger.

Layers of frost took Kuzan's body as a radius, and in the blink of an eye again covered a large area where the two were standing. When fighting against strong players who are good at physical skills, those who are good at controlling the field of frozen fruit can be said to have an absolute advantage. The more time is delayed, the weaker and restrictive effect of frost and low temperature can be more obvious.

Perceiving this unfavorable factor, the Tianlongren suddenly intensified the onslaught, intending to get out of this layer of frost crystal land before Kuzan drives the ultra-low temperature to complete the long-term blockade layout.

Unexpectedly, Kuzan, who seems to be not good at physical skills, has shown great resilience. His powerful knowledge and domineering launched one after another, avoiding those blows to his own fists and feet one by one, skillfully making people feel distressed.

"It's really a hard bone to bite." The seal who said this at this time was grateful from the bottom of his heart for his fierce brother.

This time, he can remain completely retreated under the threat of this top master's fists and feet, which is absolutely inseparable from the frequent inhuman beatings on him by Sakazuki.

"Why don't we change? This guy's domineering looks can foresee the future for a period of time, and he counts every step of the old man." Huang Yuan's expression at the moment was a bit tangled, he wanted to pick a soft persimmon to pinch it. Everyone knows that none of these old things are fuel-efficient lamps.

Everyone can fight, and these eight hundred years of spring and autumn really haven't lived on a dog.

Physical skills and tricolor domineering are all fine, so he has no temper at all: "To be honest, how many years have we not been so pressed and beaten?"

Suddenly, Polusalino's complexion was stagnant, and he suddenly turned into a photon and escaped, dodge the accidental injury from the friendly forces dangerously and dangerously.

The soul-soul-fruit ability person who was suspected of being indiscriminately on the list of great swordsmen broke out completely.

631. King of Heaven and King of Gods (Part 2)

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

He seemed to be aware of something, and he couldn't help but look up at the sky.

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

In the ghostly cloud and mist, strands of blood-colored thunder were entrapped, pushed by more and more clouds, and most of the holy land was shrouded in an unknown mist.

"The ghost cloud made by the demon sword...was you using it the other way around?" The bald old man with extensive knowledge and knowledge only guessed the trick used by Gion with a little judgment.

Unexpectedly, Gion shook his head, and guided the thunderstorm with a sharp blade pointed in the air at will: "It's not being used by me, but by it."

The **** and incandescent thunders hit the mortal world almost at the same time, smashing the area where the old sword ghost was standing with the force of a thousand-junks.

But the figure was still able to stop there for a while, and the demon and gorgeous blade of the first generation ghost slashed directly above the continuous thunder.

The body of the sword wrapped in the armed domineering spirit resembles a big umbrella, protecting the old man under it, making the current silver snakes that were cut by the sword spirit bounce off one by one.

The thunderstorms of thousands of hectares continued to fall, but they were slashed apart by the imposing zombie sword going upstream like a broken bamboo. In the end, the thundercloud that covered most of the holy land was divided into two with the power of a sword. The aftermath of the sword energy could not stop sliding to the sides, re-shining the blazing sunlight on the ground.

"Gion, this is what you want to use to teach the old man?" The bald old man couldn't help but show a joke. These intensive thunderstorms are enough to deter Xiao Xiao. If you want to defeat him by these little tricks, it is really good. The great jealousy of sliding the world.

He has the ability to divide clouds and thunder, 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 to be nothing more than rhetoric.

An extremely angry curse rushed to Gion and took the lead to attack the Lord of Ghosts: "Asshole old ghost! That is the cloud that I have worked so hard to gather!"

Under the domineering and domineering perception of the bald old man, the cloud that was first split by him gradually condensed, and was swallowed into his body by a mass of cursing living thunderclouds.

"Homitz of the soul and soul fruit..." The old swordsman standing at the peak of kendo suddenly realized, and at a glance he recognized the iconic creation of the former soul and soul fruit owner [BigMom]-Thundercloud Zeus.

[If the previous offensive was not urged by Gion himself, then...] The sword demon who thought of this hurriedly swept the first demon in front of him, carefully guarding against Gion's long-planned sword move.

The mighty sword energy that could be expected did not arrive as expected, the woman flipped her wrist and dropped the point of her saber straight down to the ground.

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

Even in the past and present, there are rare female kendo masters with names and surnames.

After spending several times the effort and years of time, what is often exchanged is a stereotyped judgment from others who open their mouths——

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

How many young swordsmen are discouraged by these words?

How many talented female swordsmen have experienced the passing of time and the aging process, truly feeling the obvious differences and insurmountable bottlenecks between men and women in physical and strength, etc., unwillingly Swallowed'facts' and left?

No one knows 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 effort Gion has put in, no, or even what the price it has made to achieve what it is today.

People only saw her heroic side, vigorous and resolute, calm and courageous, as a warrior on the battlefield. As a woman, she stands proudly in the position of great swordsman, and became the first female admiral of the navy headquarters in hundreds of years.

She has not forgotten why she carried the sword, just as she has not forgotten why she chose to join the army resolutely.

In her shining eyes, everything is alive.

Everything has breath.

And all things are silent listeners.

Thunder Cloud Zeus bought enough time for her to let her resonate with the heavens and the earth with her soul.

"One sword heals injustices, and borrows the power of heaven and earth to seek peace for the world." Gion closed her eyes slightly, and she slowly turned her head to look at the location of Sakazuki, her words filled with pride as if to give People show their most beloved treasures like: "This sentence my husband once said, I deeply agree with it."

She seemed to be caught in a mysterious feeling, grasping tightly on this fleeting artistic conception. The long sword in his hand is still facing downwards, as if someone had placed one or two pieces on the chessboard.

This scene seemed to be somewhat inexplicable, but it fell into the eyes of the old man with the name of "Sword Demon" but it was a different situation.

As a top swordsman, he knows that fighting with these swordsmen is the most annoying. In the course of the battle, you can untie a knot in your heart at a certain point, or touch the scene and hurt your emotions to resonate. With the heart Zen reflecting the sword Zen, you can hand out a sword that you can't use in the ordinary state.

In his vision, it seemed that the entire sky had collapsed with Gion's sword, and the endless airflow twisted and condensed towards him.

If this sword is used as an eagle eye, the old sword ghost will also recognize it.

But with Gion's current level of kendo, it is logically impossible to hand out such a powerful sword.

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

The meaning of gathering all spirits, taking heaven and earth as swords.

Seeing the sword ghost struggling to support under the thousands of sword auras, she lightly threw a sentence:

"This is taking advantage of the situation."

Such a vast vision of heaven and earth naturally caused several teams that were still in a state of warfare to hurriedly pull apart and stand up to each other.

"The sword ghost guy was temporarily suppressed by the little girl?" The blond and brown old man looked a little unbelievable. No one knows the level of these colleagues who have been bound for hundreds of years.

Therefore, he was so surprised after witnessing the scene where the Lord of Ghosts gathers the momentum of the hell, but is still under the pressure of the sky.