harleyscars Chapter 631: Three-Sword Style and Demonic Wind Kick!
Chapter 631: Three-Sword Style and Demonic Wind Kick!
Above the deep pit.
A black crystal meteorite with a diameter of 20 meters blocked out the wind and snow.
The devastating blow from Qilin Gom Saint.
The demonic energy of fear was compressed to its limit.
The meteorite didn't arrive.
Wind pressure arrives first.
The air at the bottom of the pit was pumped out.
Zoro took a deep breath.
My mouth was filled with the cold taste of blood.
He lowered his head.
He stuffed the snow-white hilt of the Wado Ichimonji sword into his mouth.
Hold on tight.
The teeth made a dull thud as they struck the knife handle.
The muscles in his right arm, which had just been reattached, instantly tightened and died.
The newly formed bones beneath the skin were making a cracking sound.
Right hand, autumn water.
The left hand third generation ghost Tetsu.
Two famous swords were drawn simultaneously.
A crisp metallic scraping sound cut through the howling wind overhead.
Zoro assumed the Three-Sword Style stance.
Legs slightly bent.
Lower the center of gravity.
Black Armament Haki surged wildly from his wrist.
In the blink of an eye, it covered the blades of the three knives.
Dark red ghostly energy swirled beneath his feet.
The gravel was ground into powder.
Sanji tilted his head to the side.
Spit out the last mouthful of bloody foam from his mouth.
He stomped his right foot hard on a sharp rock.
He used his waist to deliver a powerful slash.
A harsh, grating sound.
A long string of sparks exploded on the frozen ground.
The scorching flames rose from her ankles.
It swallowed the calf in an instant.
The burning sensation went all the way up to my thighs.
The high temperature distorted the air.
Chopper watched as Sanji's perfectly healed leg glowed red in the fire.
He shouted urgently.
It stretched out its hoof to try and stop it.
Sanji beat him to it.
He pressed down on Chopper's pink hat with his left hand.
"Step back, Chopper!"
Sanji's voice was hoarse.
His eyes, which weren't covered, held a chilling killing intent.
"It's not time for doctors to go to the front lines yet."
Before the words had even finished, the words were spoken.
Zoro and Sanji moved forward at the same time.
step.
The two walked in exactly the same direction.
The heavy soles of the boots crushed the stones.
A muffled thud.
Their upright backs.
A wall of steel.
They stood firmly in front of Chopper.
Chopper stood there, holding his hoof up in a daze.
He hadn't put down the half-bandage in his hand yet.
The faint golden light remaining on the hoof scatters into the air.
Transformed into specks of firefly light.
It dispelled the chill from the bottom of the pit.
By the faint light.
Chopper noticed the dried, dark red bloodstains on their clothes.
The pressure on my head has reached its limit.
Qilin Gom Saint's Black Crystal Fist Wind is like a mountain.
It crashed into the pit with a loud thud.
The rock walls within a radius of tens of meters emitted a cracking sound that could be heard from teeth.
Large rocks were crushed.
The cliff face collapsed inward.
A cloud of dust was raised.
Outside the deep pit.
The Straw Hat crew's defenses are about to collapse.
Nami gritted her teeth and raised the Weather Stick.
They want to use lightning to provide support.
However, they were forced back by the corrosive black water overflowing from the God of Rain.
Black water fell at her feet.
The permafrost was burned, emitting acrid white smoke.
Franky's right shoulder cannon barrel was burning red.
The internal alarm screamed.
The mechanical gears are stuck.
Unable to fire continuously.
Brooke knelt on the frozen ground.
The bones in his body cracked and popped under the wind pressure.
He could only plunge the shattered Soul-Slaying Sword into the ground.
Barely managing to stay upright from being blown away.
Everyone watched as the meteorite crashed into the crater.
Zoro made the first move.
"Demon Aura - Nine-Sword Style - Asura!"
A fierce glint flashed in his eyes.
Three black swords, imbued with Armament Haki, slashed out with a piercing shriek.
They intertwine to form a rotating curtain of blades.
Dark purple ghostly energy exploded behind him.
It coalesced into a phantom image of a Shura with three heads and six arms.
Nine slashes were delivered from bottom to top.
A devastating black crystal fist strike from the front.
Blades clashed with demonic energy.
It burst out with a blinding light.
The sparks and the black mist were tearing each other apart.
The sharp, metallic cutting sound was enough to pierce your eardrums.
An indestructible black crystal shell.
It was shattered into countless fragments by Zoro's nine slashes.
The demonic energy dissipated.
The meteorite attack paused for a moment.
The instant Zoro's sword curtain sliced through the defenses.
Sanji leaped up from the gap in the flashing blades.
He was like a cannonball.
Perform a backflip in mid-air.
The Demon Wind Kick on his right leg was compressed to its limit.
The edges of the crimson flames gleamed with a bright white.
The high temperature caused the air to explode.
"Memories of Hell!"
Sanji's right foot is a beam of incandescent light that pierces through the heavens and the earth.
The kick precisely struck the most vulnerable core of the Black Crystal Fist Wind.
Bright white flame.
Dark purple blade aura.
One on one.
One inside and one outside.
From two perspectives.
Squeeze out the thick, terrifying demonic energy.
Flames burned the black water.
The blade sliced through the crystal.
A mournful cry emanated from within the black crystal meteorite.
The core cracked open.
Black light gushed out from the crack.
The expression on the Qilin Gom Saint's face changed drastically as he hovered in mid-air.
His dark red, bloodshot eyes were filled with disbelief.
He wanted to crush two insects.
But he discovered that his fatal blow had been torn apart from the center.
The Celestial Dragons' pride was provoked.
"You lowly ants! Die!"
Qilin Gomsa roared in fury.
The right wrist suddenly pressed down.
The demonic energy within his body poured out.
The black crystal meteorite immediately sank.
The surface is covered with layers of sharp barbs.
It gleamed with a dark, poisonous light.
It grew wildly towards the bottom of the pit.
The pressure has doubled.
Zoro's legs sank into the ground.
The bones emitted a dangerous protest.
But the word "Wado Ichimonji" in his mouth did not waver.
The blade curtain spun faster and faster.
The afterimages merged into a purple storm.
Sanji's left leg had nowhere to brace itself in mid-air.
He relied entirely on the explosive power of his right leg to hold up his core.
The soles of the shoes rubbed against the black crystal, producing a blindingly bright light.
The flames were reversed by the demonic energy.
He burned his own trouser leg.
The two sides were locked in a stalemate at the pit entrance.
The two energies were locked in a tight embrace.
The air was compressed, creating visible ripples.
The stalemate continues.
A trickle of blood escaped from the corner of Zoro's mouth.
The tears dripped down his chin and onto the guard of Qiu Shui's sword.
The bandage on his right arm snapped.
He grinned.
Indistinct and unclear curses.
"Hey, you eyebrow-shaping chef, stop dragging our feet here!"
Sanji's temple veins throbbed violently.
The flames on his right leg surged again.
It's almost burning up to his waist.
He roared back without any politeness.
"You green-headed bastard, you'd better take care of your crippled arm that you just reattached!"
They were hurling insults at each other.
His eyes, however, were unusually fervent.
The last syllable falls.
The two of them simultaneously exhausted the last bit of strength in their bodies.
"Smash it!!!"
Zoro's arm muscles swelled to their limit.
Three swords simultaneously thrust upwards.
Sanji twisted his waist at an incredible angle.
All the weight and flames are concentrated at the toes.
The sword energy and flames merged into a destructive storm.
It completely penetrated the core of the meteorite.
boom--
The loud noise shook the entire ruins of Elbaf.
The black crystal fist wind was shattered in mid-air.
It exploded into a sky full of black hailstones.
It burst forth in all directions, carrying with it the dissipating demonic energy.
A violent shockwave swept out.
Several tons of rubble were blown away from the edge of the pit.
It hurtled towards the distance like a cannonball.
Nami's feet were lifted off the ground by the wind pressure.
He took three steps back.
It only managed to stand firm after crashing into a broken stone pillar.
Usopp tackled him to the ground.
They clung tightly to the back of the crumbling wall.
Holding a black-covered slingshot.
The hurricane blew me two meters close to the ground.
Black rain fell.
Smoke and dust filled the air.
The strong wind tore through the dust.
The view at the bottom of the pit was very clear.
The ground beneath Zoro and Sanji's feet sank by half a meter.
A perfectly semi-circular indentation.
Center of the pit.
The two men remained in their attack stances.
Zoro's three swords pointed steadily towards the sky.
The blade did not tremble at all.
Sanji's right leg had just touched the ground.
The flames on his ankle burned silently.
The two of them.
Stand still.
They didn't retreat even half a step.
Nami stared blankly at the two figures from behind.
Her fingers, gripping the weather stick tightly, turned white from the force.
Only now do I feel a little more relaxed.
She was panting heavily.
Her eyes were red.
Vision is blurred.
But she bit her lower lip tightly.
I didn't let myself cry.
Franky exhaled a heavy breath of gunpowder-smelling air.
He looked up.
He let out a burst of wild laughter.
"Hahaha! You two bastards, you can finally move!"
Brooke slowly stood up.
He patted the dust off his suit.
He raised the nearly broken Soul-Slaying Sword again.
The tone was casual and understated.
"Oh ho ho ho, that was really dangerous. I almost thought I was about to have my own funeral march played."
Despair was shattered.
The Straw Hat crew's defenses have been revitalized.
The return of two of the strongest fighters.
It turned the tide of the battle.
however.
"Buzz—Buzz—Buzz—"
Usopp's pollen tracking compass suddenly vibrated rapidly.
The sound was extremely jarring.
Usopp's heart tightened.
He suddenly lowered his head.
His face turned deathly pale instantly.
The glass of the compass is getting hot.
The normally stable pointer started shaking wildly as if it were having a seizure.
Even more terrifying.
A red indicator light on the edge of the compass shows the pollen concentration.
Three full grids of light.
It flashed twice.
With a "snap".
It dropped to two bars.
The faint red light flickered precariously in the wind and snow.
"The pollen signal... has been compromised?!"
Usopp's eyes widened.
He suddenly looked up.
My gaze followed the pointer.
He stared intently at the ruins shrouded in thick fog to the north.
That was the evacuation zone for the giant children.
Nami immediately turned her head.
Following Usopp's gaze.
The sky over that area.
A dark, demonic aura approached like a storm cloud.
She understood instantly.
Saint Somaz.
That monster that escaped the battlefield.
They are using demonic energy to wipe away the tracking pollen.
Based on the rate of signal attenuation.
He was getting incredibly close to those children.
Once the pollen is traced, it is consumed.
They will completely lose sight of Saint Somaz in the vast snowstorm.
By then.
It's all over.
"We can't let him get away!"
Nami gripped the Weather Stick tightly.
The voice became shrill due to anxiety.
"The signal is getting weak; someone has to chase after them immediately!"