048 Outbreak, the Limit of Blood
The finger gun with the maximum body load is quickly punched!
"Bang! Boom! Boom! β
As if the machine light gun was fired, the finger gun hit different parts of the sword ghost's body sharply and quickly, causing the opponent's pursuing body to stagnate slightly.
"Sure enough, the strong man who pursues swordsmanship, the application of armed color domineering is more blessed on sword moves, although the body is also short-term can achieve physical armed color defense, but it can't be like a strong person in physical skills to arm the body surface with domineering for a long time."
With a sigh of relief, before Zoren could rejoice, the long sword in the sword ghost's hand dragged the cold light and quickly slashed down, completely interrupting the finger gun.
"Boy, you've me off!" The sword ghost who turned around stared at him coldly, and the surging killing intent condensed into a reality, making people feel like falling into an ice vault.
"Ghost Slash!"
He quickly raised his long sword, and the sword glowed with a faint black light, and it was like a lightning bolt that struck down.
The quick ghost slash that locked the dead end of the action made Zoren's pupils contract, and the pressure of death suffocated down.
It's too late to dodge, and it's not an ordinary sword move that can be blocked with iron!
"Hasty!"
Zoren roared angrily, his eyes were bloodshot, the green tendons on his forehead bulged like a snake, and he mustered up the strength under his feet and stepped on the air frantically.
"Avoid me! Moon Step! β
His figure flickered rapidly, and at the same time, the powerful and domineering ghost slashing sword slashed off from the sword, tearing the afterimage and the entity apart.
The warm blood on his body splashed high, and Zoren suddenly lost control of his body, and fell through the air with a slash.
"Hmph, self-defeating boy."
The sword ghost didn't look at it, and with the blood-stained sword, he chased after Domino, who was not far away.
"Ahem, stop me!"
Zoren, who collapsed on the ground, struggled hard to get up from the ground, blood spilled as if he didn't want money.
He was hit by the ghost slash just now, and a long hideous knife mark appeared diagonally down his chest, and the blood had already stained his shirt red.
If it weren't for the extreme moon step that moved his body and avoided the fatal point, it is estimated that his body would be cold now.
Gritting his teeth, he opened his eyes, and he could see the sword-wielding sword ghost chasing at high speed, and Domino, who had not yet reached the upper passage of the corridor, was about to be completely overtaken.
"Grass, no matter what life span and consciousness, I can't take care of that much!"
As if determined, Zoren tore open his sword-torn shirt, his dark eyes condensed with crazy decisiveness.
In his previous life, as a well-kept worker, he liked a sentence - "10,000 years is too long, just seize the day." β
It's just the framework and oppression of reality that make people more and more lost and cold-blooded, and gradually learn to compromise, learn to be numb, and learn to deceive themselves.
Therefore, after coming to this world of pirates, he should not compromise with anyone, don't bow to the so-called fate, and don't be a weak person for me to fish and meat.
Because, unwillingly!
The blood in Zorren's body was released and circulated like a floodgate, and the high temperature caused by the intense consumption of physical strength in an instant also steamed up slightly, along with sweat and blood.
power, this moment to break through its original imprisonment and limit.
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"Don't try to run away for me!"
The sword ghost smirked fiercely, hunting life was too wonderful for him.
The killing intent that has been oppressed for more than 30 years is more than a hundred times more terrifying than the beast's beastly nature!
"What about Zorren? Is it β has he been killed? β
Domino, who had buried his head and fled to the upper floor, heard the sword ghost chasing after him, and couldn't hear Zorren's voice, his heart sank completely.
She clenched her fists hard, gritted her teeth and tried her best to escape: "No matter what, this is the opportunity that Zoren gave me to fight, and I must successfully convey the news to the upper echelons!" β
"Give up, you can't escape, go to hell with that little ghost just now." The sword ghost smiled, and his speed was only half a beat slower than Zorren's ordinary shaving blast, and he soon caught up with Domino, who had just run far.
Approaching behind Domino, he grinned cruelly, raised his sword and swung it at his head.
The cold light of the long sword flashed down quicklyβ
"Whoosh!!"
A figure wrapped in blood vapor quickly trampled the air with moon steps, and a series of air mass footprints had already chased into the sky above the sword ghost before it dissipated.
"Finger gun!"
The index finger slammed heavily on the longsword's body, and between violent tremors, the longsword slashed at Domino's hair with a deflected trajectory, cutting off several golden hairs.
"I've said it all! As long as I'm here, don't even think about touching her!! Zoren roared, his thighs twitching, and kicked the sword ghost's shoulder at high speed, knocking him out in the opposite direction.
"Zorren!" Domino screamed in surprise, smiling with tears in her eyes.
"Keep running! I'll stop him! β
Zoren gasped violently, twisted and fell back to the ground in mid-air, clenching his fists and blocking the passage with his body, blood vapor curling and lingering, and his skin and eyes looked slightly red.
"I see, you have to hold on! Wait until I get back! Domino didn't look back, and continued to rush desperately towards the entrance of the upper floor.
After Domino left, the prison on the fifth basement floor fell silent again, and Zoren's gasps and steam could be heard clearly.
"Honestly, boy, I really underestimated you." Supporting the ground with a long sword, the sword ghost frowned and looked at the blood vapor on his body: "Superhuman ability?" The strength has increased a lot all of a sudden. β
"It's not a Devil Fruit ability, it's just a physical skill." Zoren corrected indifferently.
"Physique, that's amazing. It's just that I see how hard you look, I guess this state won't last long. The sword ghost said meaningfully.
"Even if it didn't last long, I still won, from the moment my companion managed to escape. I've already won. Zorn smiled, as if he had seen through the sword ghost, and said, "The reason why you stayed on the fifth floor underground and didn't break through to the upper layer to escape from prison is because you are seriously injured!" β
"Oh?" As if he had been right, the sword ghost's pupils shrank suddenly.
Zoren continued, "You deliberately stained your body with blood when you killed the jailer because you wanted to use blood to cover up the blood stains or wounds on your body, and staying here is just a helpless move, wanting to take the opportunity to recover your strength or find a chance to heal the wounds. And now, my companion has gone to the upper echelons, and when the higher-ups know that you are going to escape, you will not be able to escape from here. SoβI won. β
"Boy, you're too smart!" The sword ghost narrowed his eyes, and suddenly laughed: "You guessed right, I am indeed injured, tortured day and night by a hateful guy, I am also fed up with these days!" But you're completely wrong about the rest of the storyβ"
He licked the blood from the sword and sneered, "I'm not trying to escape from prison, I'm just trying to kill someone!" β