The prisoners on the fifth underground floor of the Advance City are already over 100 million bounties as the standard, so the danger of the prisoners on the sixth underground floor can be imagined.

Golden Lion, One Piece Roger, these legendary powerhouses have all been imprisoned in the unknown sixth layer in history.

And now that the jailers on the five basement floors have been murdered, it is very likely that the alarm has not even been sounded, and there are no other excessive conditions on the upper floors, and Zoren and Domino have really limited intelligence information.

Knowing the seriousness of the matter, Domino said anxiously, "I don't know if the personnel at the top level already know about the escape of prisoners, Zorren, let's hurry up." ”

"Okay." Zoren nodded, his brow still furrowed, as if he had missed a crucial question.

"If it is a prisoner on the sixth floor underground, the escape prison will definitely choose to break through to the upper floor, that is, through the hell of five-four-three-two-one to reach the exit of Chengchengmen."

"But—"

He looked at the entrance of the passage leading to the upper floor, and wondered: "The higher the floor, the more high-level jailers are stationed, but why hasn't there been a commotion yet?" ”

"Zorren, what are you still doing in a daze, time is pressing, let's hurry up." Domino tugged at Zorren's arm.

"Wait." As if he had finally thought of something, Zoren's face changed slightly as he looked at the corridor full of corpses, and said with difficulty, "No, that prisoner—shouldn't he still be here?!" ”

"What did you say?"

Hearing this, Domino was stunned.

The next moment, as if to verify Zoren's guess, a black shadow quickly fell from the building frame above, swooping close to the two.

"Get out of the way!!"

The cold hair exploded, and Zoren shouted when he sensed the danger, but the other party's attack was so fast that he had almost just noticed it, and the long sword flashed brightly and tore through the air, and the skin of the sharp thorn was cold.

A sharp sword strike is about to cut the two of them in half!

At the critical moment, Zoren blocked Domino in front of him, and crossed his arms to block with the iron as a shield.

"Whew!"

Bright red blood splattered from his arm, staining the walls.

Domino's eyes widened, everything happened too fast, and he had just reacted from Zoren's warning, and the falling slash had already hit the arm raised by Zoren in front of him, and he could only subconsciously hug Zoren's back to cushion the remaining strength.

The two hugged each other and flew backwards in unison a few meters away before finally stopping.

"Zorren, are you alright?" Domino hurriedly looked at Zollen's injured arm, and could clearly see a severe knife wound on his left arm, which was almost to the bone, and blood was still spilling.

"I'm fine, it's just a flesh wound. Attention, the escaped prisoners are here! Zollen gritted his teeth hard, his whole body tense as he looked at the prisoner who had suddenly attacked them.

Pacing slowly among the corpses of the jailers, the sword-wielding prisoner peeked out of the shadows, a scrawny old man, skin-wrapped like a skeleton, with bulging eye sockets and hollow black eyes, and stains of blood all over his body, some of which had long since congealed and some that had just been freshly glued.

In his hand he held the jailer's standard sword, the tip of which was still dripping blood from Zorren's arm.

"Boy, the physical skills you used just now are a bit interesting, is it armed and domineering-no, you don't have any traces of domineering." The old man grinned, raised his sword, leaned in front of him, and licked the blood slightly with his outstretched scarlet tongue.

As if tasting the taste, he smiled fiercely, "It is worthy of the foundation of physical training, and the blood is very fresh." ”

"Domino, do you recognize who he is?"

Zorren held his breath nervously, confronting the old man as if he were facing a great enemy.

"Hmm." Domino's voice behind him trembled slightly: "It is indeed a prisoner of the infinite hell on the sixth underground floor, I have seen his file - the blood-drinking sword ghost, Siber?" Hartleyne, born in the West Sea, was arrested and imprisoned thirty-one years ago for the egregious massacre of a country by a man armed with a sword. ”

"Siber? Hartley? The old man has been here in broad light for thirty-one years, and in the future, just call me 'Sword Ghost'. The blood-stained sword of the sword ghost pointed at the two of them and grinned.

"It's really a pervert on the sixth basement floor."

Unable to help but sigh heavily, Zorren's eyes fell on the injured arm, the incision was smooth and complete, there was no doubt that the slash just now had the power to cut directly along with the steel.

If it weren't for the fact that he had used all his strength to increase his defense by nearly several times the hardened arm of the block, his defensive ability would have far surpassed that of steel, and now his arm had been cut in two along with his body.

At present, things have developed to the worst situation, and the other party is not the existence of their capable enemy.

"Domino." Zoren thought slightly, lowered his voice and said a countermeasure to Domino behind him.

"In that case, you're likely to—" Domino was covered by Zoren's mouth before he could finish speaking.

He said confidently, "Don't worry, didn't I tell you a long time ago, I will never die." ”

"You two are muttering something in secret! It's not just you're going to die, you're all going to die here! The sword ghost said impatiently, and shook the long sword in his hand, and the blood shook off and splashed to the ground.

The long sword in his hand shimmered coldly, and the sword ghost smiled and rushed forward.

"Do what I say! Fast! ”

Zoren said quickly, stomped on the ground with a shaved kick, and rushed towards the sword ghost head-on.

Domino gritted his teeth fiercely, and no longer hesitated to rush to the side of Zorren, that is, the passage leading to the upper layers.

"One, don't even want to get out of here!"

The swordsman who understood the intention of the two roared, quickly swung his long sword, and chased after Domino in the direction of attack.

"With me here, don't try to stop her from leaving!"

Zoren let out a low sigh, and his body suddenly exploded at an accelerated pace, reaching the sword ghost in the blink of an eye.

"Finger gun!!"

With all his might, he pierced through the air and aimed at the swordsman's throat, but the swordsman's attention was still focused on the fleeing Domino, and he didn't deliberately respond to his attack.

"Did it work?"

The finger gun hit the target forward, but a black armed diaphragm suddenly appeared, directly blocking the sharp finger gun.

"This, how is it possible!" Zorren's eyes widened in disbelief, just as he had used iron to defend against Russ when he had attacked him.

But now, even with all his guns, he couldn't break the defense.

"It's not a block or an ordinary physical skill, it's a body-derived domineering power." Zoren flashed through the thought, and watched as the swordsman at close range had a cruel smile on his lips, and the tip of his longsword stabbed straight behind Domino.

"Damn! If one hit doesn't work, just a few more rounds! ”

Stretching out his index fingers with both hands, Zoren took a deep breath, the muscles of his upper body suddenly expanded, the flow rate of blood circulation accelerated, and he used the strength of his whole body to condense on his hands.

"Finger guns? Overclocking combos! ”