Kuro's gaze made Kawazo feel deeply insulted. He gritted his teeth, and his old bark-like face became even more distorted.
"Impossible! Why are you so strong!"
In terms of domineering, Jin Yi's performance is similar to his. Physical fitness is not the most important thing in front of a swordsman. Why can't he do anything to the opponent? !
"Come again!!"
Kawazo drew another knife that looked like pure moonlight. Even the street lights shining on the blade could not destroy the color of the blade.
Cool and sharp.
"Good Fast Sword Fifty Works 'Spring Moon'!"
Kawazo roared: "Among his past masters, the strongest one is Mitsuyo Maeda, the swordsman of the Land of Wano, 'Kiritsuki Swordsman'. He is a descendant who is as famous as 'Dragon Sword Master' Ryoma! Let you see what he knows, The power of this swordsman!"
This is the first knife he got!
Although it is a good sword with fifty strokes, in terms of sharpness alone, it is not inferior to the "Second Generation Ghost Sword" with twenty-one strokes.
In order to obtain this sword, Kawazo suffered a lot back then, but relying on the swordsmanship of Maeda Mitsuyo, he laid the foundation for his current fame.
Kawazo held the knife with his right hand and pulled it back, and the man quickly swooped over.
"Strike? So superficial?" Kuro frowned slightly.
I saw Kawazo thrust forward. When he rushed to Kuro, he thrust his right hand forward. Just when Kuro was about to get out of the way, the posture that was clearly a thrust suddenly changed into a downward cut. The cold blade quickly He approached Kuro's waist and slashed diagonally from above.
"Nothing continues, Kasaya Moon!!" Kawazo roared.
No one he met could escape this cunning and strange blow.
With the sharpness of this knife combined with Maeda Mitsuyo's swordsmanship and dominance, he can easily cut through anything!
Just cut it off with this knife!
Kawazo's face became ferocious, and he lifted it up with all his strength. As long as the sword was struck, he could cut the navy open, and then get his sword and his swordsmanship!
when!
A black knife blocked the seemingly endless blade. The blade touched and collided with sparks.
"Blocked, blocked..." Kawazo opened his eyes wide and looked dull.
"There's something, it's a pity..."
boom!
Kuro flew up with his kick and stabbed Kawazo in the abdomen like a sharp sword, kicking him far away and hitting a building behind him, denting the wall of the building.
The knife in his hand came out, spun in the air for several weeks, and landed firmly on the ground. The hard rocky ground was pierced by the blade, leaving a small half of the blade outside.
Kuro moved his fingers upward, and the 'Spring Moon' that had submerged into the ground flew out from the ground and floated around him.
The handle of this knife is silver like the moon, as is the tandem. The groove on the blade occupies about one-third of the blade, and the blade occupies half of the blade, exuding a gleaming white light.
"It is indeed very sharp and a good knife." Qrow praised it.
But it is one of the eighty-three famous swords that can be called 'property'. Although there are many famous swords, it is very rare for one to rank up to this number.
After all, the world is so big and there are many famous swords, but the eighty-three are always the eighty-three.
ah? You ask me how I ranked?
Then where do you know? Just pick up something ready-made.
"Cough, cough, cough, cough!"
At this time, Kawazo, who had crashed into the depression in the wall, covered his abdomen and vomited out a few mouthfuls of blood. He staggered a few steps and walked out of the depression. His body was swaying as if he was unsteady, but his face was even more ferocious.
"Impossible! I have collected so many famous swords and have so many fighting skills of swordsmen, how could I lose to you!"
But he clearly has so many swordsman moves, so why does he feel so powerless at this moment?
And knives, he had a lot of knives.
But Kawazo didn't think those knives could pose a threat to this man.
unless...
"I still don't understand."
Clow lit a cigar, raised his head slightly, and let the smoke swirl upwards.
"The so-called swordsmanship is the skills and habits that swordsmen use to fight. Everyone has their own understanding of swordsmanship and their own realm. What's the use of just mechanically repeating skills."
"Mind, body, and skills are all combined into one to stand firm. If you only possess one 'skill', what's the difference between it and a machine? Moreover, you can obviously understand the swordsmanship of the swordsmen of the past, but you ended up playing it." Copying and pasting is such a waste.”
Kuro put the autumn water into the sheath, then stretched out his hand and held the 'Spring Moon' floating around.
"Let me teach you how to use the knife."
Whoosh!
Kuro's body turned into an afterimage and appeared in front of Chuan Zang as if teleporting. The spring moon he held in his hand waved downwards, and like a slanting moon falling to the ground, a white light appeared.
laugh! !
The blood spread out, spurting out like a fountain of blood on Sichuan and Zang's right shoulder.
Kawazo was stunned for a moment, turned his head subconsciously, and saw a huge gash in his left shoulder, and the blood fountain spurted out from the fracture in his shoulder.
"Ahhhhh!!!"
Only then did Kawazo react, holding his wound and roaring in pain.
"Don't waste these famous swords, and don't tarnish those once famous strong men. You might as well keep them in my collection."
Kuro hooked his fingers, and the swords on Kawazo's back and waist all broke away from his body at this moment and flew high into the sky.
"My knife!!"
Kawazo couldn't care less about the pain now. He reached out with his right hand and grabbed a knife among the many famous knives. Then he flew back and stayed away from Kuro.
The remaining swords rose into the sky at this time and disappeared.
"What's the use of holding that broken knife?"
Kuro said: "I won't catch anyone better."
The knife that Kawazo was holding on to was very old. The brass-like handle and tangs seemed to be rusty. The scabbard was black but also tattered. It seemed to be a makeshift scabbard. , rather than matching.
The only thing worth noting is that this sword is very long and is an Odachi sword.
Kawazo seems to be about 2.5 meters tall. This sword looks to be about the same height as him, but it is not as thick as the Odachi, but it is very slender.
"huh huh huh huh..."
Kawazo lowered his head and suddenly laughed: "I don't want to either. I don't want to use this knife. I can't control this knife, but I have to use it to deal with you."
He raised his head, and there was an inexplicable red light in his eyes.
"Do you know why I am so thin? I am obviously very powerful and domineering, but why am I so thin..."
He lowered the knife for a moment, holding the handle with one hand, and the scabbard was caught in the sole of his foot.
Click.
He pulled out the blade a little, revealing a worn-out blade full of gaps.
However, the moment the blade was exposed, Kuro felt the smell of blood.
It wasn't that the knife was stained with blood, but that there was an aura of blood emanating from the knife.
Or...
murderous look!
Clang!
The scabbard was thrown out, and Kawazo completely pulled out the knife, revealing the true appearance of the knife.
It was a long broken knife with many chips on the edge and rust on the blade. But at the moment when it was pulled out, all the sailors except Kuro felt a coldness all over their bodies and couldn't help but tremble.
"Blood, so much blood!" a marine screamed.
From the moment the knife appeared, a large amount of blood seemed to pour out from it and spread outward.
Kuro frowned, felt the breath of the knife carefully, smacked his lips and said, "No way..."
"Did you sense it? He is indeed a famous swordsman."
The redness in Kawazo's eyes began to spread throughout his pupils, and his originally black hair began to turn white from the ends, and his body became thinner at this moment.
"This knife can suck blood. Its desires are endless. If it cannot satisfy its desires, it will bite back on its owner. It sucks my physical strength first, and then sucks my life force when the physical strength cannot be satisfied. I have become like this. It was given by this sword, but I also gained strength!”
"This knife has no owner. No one can control it so far. Everyone who encounters this knife will become its puppet! Until its hunger is not satisfied, it will only carry out endless killing!"
Kawazo raised his head, his pupils were covered in red, leaving only a little white, and his hair had turned white to the roots.
As if he was introducing his master, his voice became hoarse and low at this moment:
"One of the twelve skills of the supreme sharp sword, the demon sword 'Luo Gui'! Feel the killing, Navy!!"
His eyes were completely filled with red, and his hair was as pale as white paper at this moment.
"ah!!!"
Like a wild beast, Sichuan Zang roared toward the sky, his voice shaking the air.
Endless blood emanated from his body, filling it with a layer of faint red mist.
His wound cut by Kuro began to heal.
That's not an ability, that's the characteristic of the knife.
Just like the 'Yama' in Wano Country can absorb people's domineering energy, 'demon swords' like this have strange abilities.
But now it seems that this one seems to be more dangerous.
Kuro narrowed his eyes: "The murderous intention has become substantial..."
