"Yohehehe...... You seem to be very strong, and for some reason, in the face of you, my body has a feeling that I have never felt before, like confronting some huge creature again! ”

Holding the hilt of the knife in his right hand, Ryoma slowly drew the knife and continued, "An incredible inexplicable excitement flowed through his body, as if he was about to dance!" ”

"It's a pity, you're just a zombie, I really want to fight with you when I was alive!"

The transparent fruit had been devoured, Zhang Han also drew his knife in his hand, a faint domineering aura wrapped around it, and the dark red blade rose with purple and black mist, and the momentum was soaring.

Ryoma stopped talking, waved the autumn water, stepped on the clogs, flew from the roof opposite, and slashed at Zhang Han's neck.

Bite!

Zhang Han erected a knife in front of him, blocking the opponent's slash.

Suddenly, a fierce color appeared in his eyes, and his body sank, only to see dozens of cracks spread out of the wall under his feet, all of which were traces of invisible sword qi!

Bang!

The two of them withdrew their knives at the same time, and the masonry on the wall cracked, turning into countless large and small stones, which fell apart, and there were bursts of smoke and dust, which filled the air.

Although Brooke's shadow strength was not high, dragging Ryoma's hind legs, there was still a faint sword intent remaining on that body. It is conceivable that Ryoma's strength during his lifetime is definitely at the level of a top swordsman, or even a great swordsman!

"Morning song, straight stab!"

Ryoma stepped on the shattered wall, his body flashed, and the human sword was one, and he stabbed straight like a streamer.

In the face of the swift stabbing attack, Zhang Han did not dodge or dodge, and swung his slashing knife to meet it.

Bite!

One red and one black, the tips of the two swords collided together, and suddenly burst out of the Dao Dao sword rays, entangled and collided with each other, scattering and exploding. The half of the building under his feet was neatly turned into dozens of pieces by the scattered sword rays, and collapsed with a bang.

A pair of two hits ended in a draw.

"Yohehehe...... It can withstand the two slashes of the black knife Qiushui, your knife is very good! Is it also one of the twenty-one jobs of the big fast knife? Ryoma didn't attack with his sword, but stopped and asked.

It seems that he has a great interest in the slashing knife in Zhang Han's hand.

"It's not!"

Zhang Han shook his head and said lightly, "This Senluo Wanxiang is a very special knife, and it does not belong to either the Great Fast Knife and the Supreme Great Fast Knife. ”

In his heart, no matter how sharp the tangible and qualitative knife is, it is just forged from metal, how can it compare to the slashing knife condensed with the soul?

There is no comparison between the two.

"Yes!"

Not getting the answer he wanted, Ryoma didn't have any expression, and flew up again, standing up and stabbing sharply, "Revolutionary dance, rush attack!" ”

Feeling the grand sword intent emanating from the other party's body, Zhang Han shook his head and sighed in his heart.

The black knife Qiushui is much heavier than ordinary knives, and using such a knife can exert stronger power in slashing. From this point alone, it can be seen that Ryoma was similar to Zhang Han during his lifetime, and he should have taken the route of breaking through ingenuity with strength.

However, Brooke's knife is a slender knife, usually held in his hand like a crutch, and his martial arts are more inclined to stabbing and taking the light route, which is very different from Ryoma's swordsmanship.

The light stabbing blow has a heavy momentum, and it feels a little uncoordinated, and you can imagine how powerful it can be!

It's no wonder that in the original book, Zoro defeated him with only two swords, and he was definitely dragged down by Brooke's shadow!

Zhang Han's feet stepped heavily on the ground, quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit! Rushing straight up against the stabbing sword.

In an instant, the figures of the two staggered.

Two faint sword shadows appeared in the air, one straight into the building in the distance, the other in a semicircle, and the end of the half-sleeved sleeve slowly floated down.

"Blocked?!"

Although he crossed out a sleeve of Ryoma's shirt, Zhang Han was still surprised and looked stunned.

Although he didn't study kendo very seriously, most of the moves he knew were copied from the skills of the slashing sword. And he didn't use spiritual pressure and true yuan, only physical strength and armed color.

However, with his own strength, the power of slashing is not small, but he didn't expect to be blocked by a half-hung zombie!

Obviously, the strength of the body is not as good as his own, and the body is still the shadow of others, so logically speaking, it is impossible to block his own slash.

However, the other party clearly blocked it!

This strange feeling haunted Zhang Han, standing in place in a daze, frowning and thinking.

What went wrong?

"That's it...... Sword intent? ”

Thinking back to the moment when the white horse passed through the gap just now, Zhang Han suddenly woke up and finally noticed something unusual. also suddenly reacted, what he had been ignoring all along-sword intent!

Does Zhang Han have sword intent?

Of course!

Not only that, but strong!

It's just that he hasn't seriously thought about this kind of abstract thing, and when he fights, he only uses it instinctively. I never thought that I would condense my sword intent into one and release it together with the slash.

I don't know if it's because the crescent moon is used too much, and his own kendo is biased towards breaking through with strength, believing in absolute speed and absolute strength.

As long as the speed is so fast that the enemy can't touch you, as long as the power is so strong that the enemy can't stop it, everything will be easy!

However, the scene just now shook his long-standing cognition.

Obviously the strength is not strong, but it can block his own slash, the effect of the sword intent is really so powerful?

So, where is my own sword intent hidden? How do you use it?

Zhang Han turned his back to Ryoma, lowered his head and fell into deep thought, not saying a word.

On the other side, Ryoma seemed to notice his abnormality, but he adhered to the spirit of the samurai and did not take the opportunity to make a sneak attack.

"Hahaha......!"

After a long time, Zhang Han suddenly raised his head and laughed, and it exploded violently over the lonely manor, swinging far away. The laughter was desolate, with a little anger and heroism, as if even the heavy fog above the head was dispelled a lot by the laughter.

When the laughter fell, the momentum on Zhang Han's body erupted, like an unsheathed divine sword, straight into the sky. Hurricanes suddenly blew around them, spinning and rushing into the sky.

"You've gotten stronger!"

Ryoma stared at Zhang Han deeply, and his tone was inexplicable, with a slight sense of appreciation.

The laughter stopped, Zhang Han suddenly turned around, domineering wrapped around the blade, thick as purple smoke, swirling and rising, tumbling endlessly.

"Just figured something out!"

The momentary shaking of Fang Cai inspired the obsession in his heart, since he chose to embark on the road of absolute speed and strength, then, go all the way!

As for the result, what is the weight?

A moment of epiphany made him feel refreshed, and the dust was swept away, as if even his body had become a little lighter. The originally scattered sword intent gradually condensed, and the momentum climbed higher and higher, with Ling Ran's domineering aura, threatening the entire manor.

(End of chapter)