"No!"
John, who had just stabilized his body, could not help but tremble. It was as if he felt the great terror of life and death surging towards him. He roared hysterically in his heart and instinctively waved his sword to block.
However…
A tyrannical and indescribable sharpness instantly brought him and his body into the mountains.
rumble
When the blood-colored light that enveloped the sky dissipated.
Below the blood-red Sky Sword.
A mountain that had stood tall in the forest of the Kingdom of Weimar for countless years had disappeared into thin air, leaving behind only dust that slowly descended like a fairy scattering flowers.
A single sword strike to cut off a mountain?
No.
It should have been a sword that shattered a mountain.
Just one sword.
It would cause a towering mountain to evaporate into thin air, leaving behind a large piece of flat land.
"A mountain was gone with just a gentle pull of the sword?”
"It's not just the mountains. Look…the sky has been split open as well.”
"Monster…How can there be such a monster in the navy?”
……
This sword that could split the sky and shatter the mountains not only shocked Silver Axe, but it also shocked the pirates who were gradually gaining the upper hand until their bodies were in a deadlock and their minds were in a daze.
The navy, who had been forced to retreat and was in imminent danger, immediately seized the opportunity to either swing their swords or shoot, knocking down the pirates in front of them one by one.
On the pirate ship of the Silver Axe Gang, the pirate gunners who were originally firing long-range cannons and causing constant chaos to suppress the navy were so shocked that their faces turned pale. They could only stare blankly at the Heaven Sword Scar that stretched across the sky.
"Hu…Hu!"
"You want to kill me…Little brat Royan, you must be dreaming!”
"I…I am Captain John!”
At the original spot where the mountain had been cut into pieces, John held his saber with both hands. His body could not help but tremble, but he still rooted himself firmly to the ground in an arrogant manner, not letting himself fall.
Even though there was already a sword wound on his chest that was so deep that his bones could be seen.
Puchi
Fresh blood splattered on the ground like a tomato sauce packet that had been squeezed out.
However, he still stood firm.
Heaven-cleaving Sword Drawing Technique!
He accepted it.
Ever since Luo Yanba's swordsmanship reached Level 999 and he mastered the Heaven-cleaving Sword Drawing Technique, he was the first person to survive in a head-on battle.
"Thunderstorm."
Not far away, Royan ignored John and looked down at the thunderstorm in his hand.
In the past.
When it was unsheathed, it was covered in a blood-red thunderstorm. At this moment, the blade had become dull.
He was like an old man who was about to die.
"Great Sword Hero?"
Looking at Lei Yu's sword, Royan sighed in his heart.
Teacher Zefa's judgment was really accurate!
Three swords!
Zhantian drew his sword thrice.
The lightning rain would destroy them on the spot.
And now, he had already used it twice.
However, it only severely injured John and did not destroy him, let alone kill him on the spot.
"No matter how weak a Great Sword Hero is, he's still a Great Sword Hero!”
Royan looked at the stubborn and unyielding John, who was emitting a cold sword aura. Knowing that the other party still had the strength to fight, he completely extinguished the thought of using the Heaven-cleaving Sword Drawing Technique to kill the other party.
Just as he thought.
A Great Sword Hero was still a Great Sword Hero.
No matter how weak he was, he was still a Great Sword Hero.
It was unrealistic to kill a Great Sword Hero with a single strike.
At least two more slashes.
In other words.
To kill a Great Sword Hero of Captain John's standard, he would need to draw his sword at least three times.
clang
After putting away his luck and making up his mind, Royan didn't hesitate and resolutely put Lei Yu back into his scabbard.
At the same time, the thunder rain also emitted waves of awe-inspiring sword cries.
It was as if he was telling Royan something.
There was no need to worry!
He drew his sword and slashed!
To Lei Yu, it was worth it even if he died on the spot after being able to withstand the attack and draw his sword three times.
"Thunderstorm."
"You want John to carry the coffin for you?”
"I'll grant you your wish!"
Feeling Lei Yu's intention, Royan's eyes no longer hesitated, only coldness.
This time.
He would not stop.
He would not stop drawing his sword before killing John.
"Heaven-cleaving Sword Drawing Art!"
Lei Yu, who was hidden in the scabbard, was pulled out again.
Lei Yu unsheathed his sword after a series of sword cries that sounded like pain and wailing, but were filled with a calm attitude toward death.
The sky, which had just recovered, was once again enveloped by the bloody light.
whew
A blood-red sword light flashed.
Like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, the incomparably sharp sword aura soared into the sky.
Kacha
However, after drawing his sword and slashing the sky, Royan did not look at the sky, nor did he look at Captain John's condition.
At this moment, his attention was attracted by the sound of metal cracking.
His gaze followed the sound and finally landed on the thunderstorm in his hand.
In the past, the blade that was glowing with a demonic red glow had not only become dull, but there were even fine cracks on the incomparably sharp blade. As time passed, these cracks extended to all parts of the blade.
twenty-one strokes of the great knife.
It had already become like broken porcelain.
"Thunderstorm!"
Seeing this scene, Luo Yan knew that Lei Yu had reached the end of his blade life.
The next time he drew his sword.
There would no longer be twenty-one great swords in the world, nor would there be a demon sword thunderstorm.
clang
However, at this moment, the thunderstorm shook slightly, and a wave of arrogant and arrogant sword cries sounded.
It was as if he was telling his master, Royan.
It had died while bearing the weight of the Heaven-cleaving Sword Drawing Technique, and now, another sword hero had carried its coffin and buried it with it. It felt extremely proud.
obviously
Famous sabers all had their own personalities.
It was even more so for Yao Dao.
As the pride of a great blade, it could not tolerate the person controlling it being a weakling, but it could not tolerate that it was not worthy of Royan.
Instead of being abandoned by Royan.
It would rather be in the hands of Royan, to bloom with an unprecedented sharpness, to walk the path of life with vigor.
"Two-Blade Sect, Griffin King, Iai!”
On the other side.
Seeing Royan draw his sword once again, Captain John's eyes immediately revealed a crazed look as he held two famous swords in his hands.
Chi Chi
Streaks of black lightning wrapped around the blade, emitting a domineering aura that made one's heart palpitate.
Overlord's Bind!
Under the pressure of life and death, he had never been able to grasp the Conqueror's Bind, which only upper-level Kings could grasp. He had actually used it.
However…
Kacha
The sound of swords and sabers cutting through objects could be heard.
Immediately, the ferocious and terrifying sword scar hanging above the blood-red sky changed.
From the original straight line, it became a cross.
"Another one?"
Crane's heart shrank, and his body trembled slightly.
It was as if Royan's sword drawing technique had not only slashed at the heavens, but also her body.
"John!"
"What kind of monster did you provoke?”
"Not even Shiki has such swordsmanship, let alone you and me!”
Silver Axe felt a chill in his heart.
At this moment, he actually had the intention to retreat.
Even though they had not fought yet, even though he had not seen the navy soldier who had drawn his sword and slashed the sky with his own eyes, he already felt a chill down his spine.
After all.
He and John were merely allies.
They were only working together to plunder the Weimar Kingdom and deal with the navy that came to capture them.
If he really wanted to risk his life for John, he would be dreaming.
Especially now that Silver Axe saw that he was still a few hundred meters away from Crane and had a chance to escape, his desire to retreat grew even stronger.
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