The golden slash continued its relentless advance, slicing through everything in its path and reducing the height of buildings and trees in its wake.
It looks like chives that have been cut with a sickle, with very neat and smooth cuts.
Kizaru appeared next to Kuro, standing side by side with him, looking at the flat scene in front of him in surprise. "Didn't you go too far? It would be terrible if someone complained later."
Kuro flicked his sword, pulled out a cigar, lit it, and stood side-by-side with Kizaru, sword in hand. He raised his head, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said:
"Stop joking, old man."
You yourself kicked the main trunk off and broke it, and you still have the nerve to criticize me?
Kuro clenched his fist on Shusui.
This black sword is indeed much easier to use than Hua Zhou's. The power of his slashing wave just now was a level higher than that of Hua Zhou's.
Shusui is also a heavy tachi, with a very heavy blade, which is very suitable for his iaido drawing.
You changed the right blade.
He lifted Qiu Shui up and laughed, "Play with me for a few more days, and you'll be in my shape."
"Um?"
Although Lida, who had calmed down not far away, didn't hear what Kuro said, she felt a sense of crisis looming over her as she saw him looking at Qiushui with deep affection.
Sure enough, that married woman was a threat!
Although Kuro never treated her like a woman, Lida believed that if she stayed long enough, there would always be a chance.
Before the opportunity arises, every woman who appears around Kuro will be regarded as a formidable rival by her.
A knife? Not even a knife!
What if she becomes a wife?
The smoke and dust were blown away by the wind, revealing Rayleigh's figure. He was kneeling on the ground, clutching his chest and panting heavily, with blood constantly flowing from his hands.
Rayleigh's wound could not be covered by his palm.
A gaping hole, the shape of the Chinese character "δΈ€", appeared on his chest.
Rayleigh looked at the old man and the young man in front of him with a wry smile, and said, "Getting old, getting old, this is really..."
He could handle one, but with two, he was even struggling to defend himself.
If Luffy hadn't been there, he would have already escaped and wouldn't be fighting these two monsters.
But Luffy is currently struggling to protect himself, let alone take care of others.
and...
"That slash..."
Rayleigh looked at Kuro, who was smiling at the knife. Perhaps he was seeing things, or perhaps he was injured.
But the more he looked, the more he felt that the person was not Kuro, but a familiar figure with long blond hair, laughing at him.
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