Qianshu lifted the fragment flat, pressed down slightly, twisted his wrist slightly, and slashed the blade of the sword from Takasugi's shoulder to his chest.

The fragment of the pitch-black sword body suddenly glowed with a layer of silver light, and the surrounding air was savagely discharged with a muffled sound.

Takasugi stretched out his arm to block it, but his movements were surprisingly stiff, like a puppet without joints.

Chishu's blade easily bypassed Takasugi's arm and stabbed into his chest, but the touch from the blade made Chishu frown.

It wasn't like it was stabbed into flesh, it was more like it was stabbed into a concrete wall. Even with the benefit of the fragment, it only pierced into a shallow layer, and the follow-up only cut a small opening.

The tentative blow was fruitless, and Qianzhou immediately retreated. Otherwise, if Takasugi's counterattack triggers the curse poison in the body, then it is called trouble.

The flesh on Takasugi's chest rolled up, but it was immediately covered back like plasticine. Except for a very thin black line, there is almost no difference from the original.

The bleeding from Takasugi's wound cut by the bracelet had also stopped, and a purple blood crust-like substance was wrapped around the palm of his hand. And the bracelet on his wrist seemed to have grown in size and was firmly on his arm.

Just when Chifune was surprised, Takasugi suddenly disappeared from the spot and circled behind Chifune almost instantly.

Qianzhou's expression remained unchanged, but he twisted his wrist and pasted the fragment upside down on his back from the bottom up.

There was a crisp sound of "dang", and Takasugi's sharp punch hit the body of the broken sword.

Chifune turned sideways and slashed with a sword, flicking apart Takasugi's steely palms.

Takasugi took a heavy stance, almost clinging to Chifune's body, or with fists, or with claws, completely losing the stiffness at the beginning.

In this close fight, the fragment in Qianzhou's hand was like a butterfly, flying up and down, moving sideways from side to side. Every time, he blocked Takasugi's attack just right. Strings of sparks splashed in the "clanging" collision.

The dizzying array of attacks and defenses took place in just a few breaths, but the two of them had moved from the edge of the Dome to the sand in the distance.

In the dim night, only small pieces of silver light could be seen, like a pear blossom falling from a tree. Then there was the sound of the wind being pulled very sharply. The air was squeezed to the extreme by an invisible force, making a tooth-aching "squeak" sound. The dirt on the ground, the aftermath of the battle between the two turned over layer after layer, and there were deep and shallow pits everywhere.

Within a few moments, Qianzhou suddenly exerted his strength, and slapped a sword across the fragment. A large amount of essentia forcibly leaked out of his body, causing Qianzhou's skin to flush slightly—a sign of a ruptured blood vessel.

The pale silver blood burned violently, and the mercury-like blood began to boil. The huge essentia was transformed into the purest "force" at this moment, so that Qianzhou's thin body had infinite power that seemed to be able to hold up the mountains.

This was followed by a loud roar that almost shattered the eardrums, but the next moment there was no sound in the ears, only a suppressed silence.

Takasugi was knocked upside down by the sword, and Chifune also used the reaction force to widen the distance.

Holding the fragment on the ground, Qianzhou straightened up. The salty blood gushing up in his throat was also swallowed again by Qian Zhou without saying a word.

"Careless. ”

Because of the serious underestimation of the opponent, Qianzhou was forced to enter a tragic close attack and defense.

In this treacherous battle between the few corners, Qianshu was completely at a disadvantage. Takasugi's physical fitness was stronger than Chifune had predicted, with muscles like steel and bones like steel. Brute force in every move is simply not something that humans can possess. The essentia attached to his body was also like sulfuric acid, and just touching it would make the dragon scale cloak on Qianzhou's body emit a corrosive sound of "snorting".

Even if Takasugi's every blow was blocked by Qianzhou, the huge force contained in it was still transmitted to Qianzhou's body through the fragment, causing Qianzhou's blood to surge. On the other hand, Qianzhou's counterattack was almost painless for Takasugi.

No, it shouldn't.

Qianzhou had a question in his heart.

Even if Takasugi's power comes from a [Crowned One], the power that the [Crowned One] can cast through this life is extremely limited, not to mention that this power is divided into many parts.

In other words, Takasugi's gift should not have given him the power to rival Senfune all of a sudden.

In this world, power is the cheapest and most expensive thing.

Erecting the [Cornerstone] can be easily done with the help of the strength of others, but the only person who can jump over the [Dragon Gate] can rely on himself.

Qianzhou has traveled all the way, and every edge on the blade has been tempered by blood and fire, and if a casual gift can make an ordinary person match him, even Faust, who died at the hands of Qianzhou, will feel ridiculous.

Unless...... the authority of the Crowned One happens to be in this realm.

There was no time to think about the meaning behind this incident, and Takasugi still readjusted his state.

"Forget it, I don't want to fight men anymore. ”

Qianzhou reached into his pocket and squeezed the [Dark Star] in his hand.

The next moment, a thin black line drawn like a pencil stretched from the bottom of Qianzhou's feet. The thin lines intersect and outline each other to form a black cobweb.

Dark Star: Weaving a Net!

The jurisprudence that belongs to the miracle seal unfolds out of thin air, and the basis of reality is modified.

It's like painting on a canvas with volatile paint, where the pattern on the canvas doesn't disappear, but is temporarily covered by the paint. It's just that before the paint evaporates, the appearance of the painting is indeed changed.

The sudden increase in gravity made Takasugi's body pause, and his speed slowed down. However, the bracelet that grew on Takasugi's arm extended purple blood vessels, transfusing a viscous purple liquid into Takasugi's blood.

And then a disgusting change took place - Takasugi's muscles swelled like a sponge, and his skin soon cracked open several holes, and the purple liquid seeped out of it like glue, eventually forming a jelly-like colloid.

With the generation of changes, the constraints of [Dark Star] on Takasugi are getting smaller and smaller.

However, all Qianzhou needed was this gap, and he didn't plan to entangle more, so he decided to split the winner in the next blow.

Qianzhou put his sword in front of him, and a strange scene flashed through his mind.

The moon is bright and sparkling above the sea, and a skyscraper mountain stands in the middle of the sea. The sea at the foot of the mountain is surging and undulating, and the sound of Lang Lang's waves is like a distant song of the merman. A bright moon was embedded in the center of the sky, and the bright moonlight hid the stars.

The three images of mountains, sea, and moon are united by thousands of boats!

If Tony's guidance in Yundu opened a new door for Qianzhou, then Qianzhou has really taken a step behind the door now.

It was only now that Qianzhou realized that where was the scissors in Tony's hand, it was clearly a sword with a hidden edge! Tony didn't tell Qianzhou how to use subtle sword moves, nor did he perform advanced swordsmanship, but simply told him that the sword could be like this or that. The so-called sword intent is just an extension of the sword man's thoughts and will.

The images of mountains, seas, and moons began to fade uncontrollably in my mind, which was the guiding stone that led Qianzhou to get started, and it was also the barrier that caused Qianzhou to fall into the obstacle of knowledge.

The scattered paints begin to gather again, and a new picture is slowly unfolded.

The first thing that comes to mind is a bustling city, with lights and lights, singing and dancing. That was the starting point of the journey of a thousand boats, the place where he transformed from his past - Yundu.

Then there is the old man with a wrinkled face, the girl with white hair and purple eyes, the mist that envelops the clouds, the fire powder scattered like a lotus, the bizarre scenery in the corridor of oblivion, and the last sigh of Faust......

I don't know why I'm here, but this time I want to use my hands to make amends for the tragedy of my pen.

This is the original intention of Qianzhou.

Silver flames began to roar, ferocious flames burning along the fragmented blade. Dayuan is like a moth to a fire, scrambling to be the first to sink into it.

The cornerstone of the Thousand Boats began to run at full capacity, turning this past experience into a real force. Different from the borrowed history in the past, this heavy past is dominated by Qianzhou himself.

All of a sudden, the surroundings became quiet, and even the moving air became obscure.

It's like something has come to you.

The grass and trees were crushed by the invisible force, and Takasugi's feet sank into the ground, and his bones continued to make a fierce "crackling" sound, as if a series of firecrackers had been ignited.

The silver light suddenly rose, and even the stars in the sky dimmed. With a loud sword roar, Qianzhou slashed the fragment abruptly.

Like writing words on a blank page with a pen, the lines of ink outline a bizarre world. The joys and sorrows in it are like an absurd and gorgeous drama.

This world is not yet perfect, and for the time being, there is only the weight of a cloud capital.

But that's enough.

The brilliant sword light contains a world that seems to be true but not false, and the brilliant power between the bursts of essentia is like the opening and ending of heaven and earth!

Its name is - the world under the pen!

The sword light pointed at Takasugi's head from top to bottom, as if it was about to split the body in two on the spot.

Purple light continued to burst out from Takasugi's body, layer upon layer. The reddish purple blood broke through the skin and gushed out like a spring, forming an armor-like scab on Takasugi's body.

It seemed that he wanted to do something, but the sword light in it had already reached Takasugi's body.

There was no exaggeration. It was like a hot knife cutting through butter, and only a thin silver thread could be seen suddenly bursting out of the earth, sweeping across the starry sky, and splitting a wandering cloud in the extreme distance.

Under such a sword, Takasugi's body was almost cut in half, and only a thin layer of skin barely connected the two bodies together.

But the scene of the internal organs falling to the ground did not appear. The inside of Takasugi's body is like a bottomless crack, a piece of black and autumn—this is the result of the complete essentiation of the body.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Qianzhou suddenly realized: "I see!"