"Are you the ghost that has been rumored in the Devil's Triangle Sea for decades? I can feel the sword spirit from you. How about we have a sparring match?" Hawkeye said to Brook as he boarded the legendary ghost ship.
"Although I don't know who you are, I know from your aura that I am no match for you. If I force my way in, I'm afraid my life will be in danger!" Brook looked at Hawkeye who had come to visit. Although he didn't know who this person was, he knew that his aura was so strong that he had never seen it before.
"If you are afraid before the battle, you are not worthy of being a swordsman! You are already dead, why are you still so afraid of death?" Hawkeye frowned?
"Because I have a premonition that there is one thing I haven't completed? Although I can't remember what it is, this is the only motivation that has supported me for so many years. I must at least complete it before I die!" Brook said dejectedly.
"But I still want to spar with you! Draw your sword!"
Hawkeye thought about it and decided not to miss this opportunity. The sword intent on this skeleton man was something he had never seen before. It didn't seem to be born for the sword, but seemed to be born from the heart. These were two completely different realms.
There are very few people of this level on the sea.
"Well, since you insist on taking action, then I naturally cannot hide my weakness! I have a move, which is my strongest sword. If you can block it, you can do whatever you want to me." Brook exhaled, slowly pulled out his crutch from his waist, and walked towards Hawkeye.
Hawkeye watched his every move, giving it his all, his whole body ready to strike at any time. This was his respect for a swordsman.
Soon, step by step, shaking his crutches, Brook walked from in front of Hawkeye to behind Hawkeye, and slowly stood still. Brook sheathed the sword that he had unsheathed at some point.
During this period, it seemed that neither of them had drawn their swords, but a row of small sword marks appeared on Brook's cervical vertebrae.
"Thank you for your mercy, I lost!" Brook looked at Hawkeye and said gratefully.
In the moment just now, Brook used his most powerful move, Nose Sandong: Arrow Tail Slash.
Originally known as "Requiem Bandorou," Brook's most powerful move. He thrusts forward with his cane sword and unleashes a powerful slash, leaving those struck unconscious until they are silently struck down by the massive impact.
At that moment, Brook's sword was unsheathed and slashed towards Hawkeye's chest, but unexpectedly, Hawkeye was faster. He lowered his head and bent over, unsheathed and sheathed the black knife, blocking the sword.
Instead, there was a sword mark on Brook's neck.
There is no doubt that if Hawkeye wanted to, Brook would have been separated from his head and body. This also indirectly reflects Hawkeye's control. The sword is his arm and he can control it freely. The length, weight and sharpness cannot affect him at all.
"This move is good. It's normal for me to reach such a sword speed with my physical fitness. It's hard to imagine that you rely on your skills." Hawkeye praised.
"Thanks!"
"I came to this sea area to wait for someone. I wonder if you saw the two pirate ships arrive here?" Hawkeye asked. "I didn't see any, but I did see a large three-pirate sailboat heading towards the northeast corner of the sea."
"Okay, I got it." Hawkeye nodded, jumped onto his boat and slowly sailed away.
Watching Hawkeye depart, Brook was filled with fear. Just how powerful a swordsman could possess such exquisite control? With such terrifying sword-swinging speed, he could actually control the black blade without generating any blade energy.
horrible!
Just a few hours after Hawkeye left, Brook stood up from the deck again and looked into the distance. Under the bright moonlight, there was no shadow.
He felt a strong calling force from that direction, calling him, but he didn't know that it was Perona's ghost ship, which had a fatal attraction to ghost creatures.
......
"Sister Whitebee, what did Wanda say?" Perona was startled. What did she just hear?
Captain and Wanda met Moriah?
Although she claims to be a fallen angel, Perona still misses Moriah very much. Although she was abducted by Moriah, he also indirectly saved her, so she is still very grateful to Moriah.
Of course, this is also the point that the fallen angels recognize about her. She never forgets a favor and treats people with sincerity. Not only the female crew members, but even the grumpy Aaron takes good care of this clever little girl.
She and Wanda, the two little girls, one active and one quiet, were the treasures of the entire ship. In comparison, Caribou and Crib were nothing. No one noticed them even if they fell into the sea for a long time.
Caribou and Cribb expressed their dissatisfaction with this, but the hateful Jiang Bo told them that this was the difference between having a daughter and a son.
"Yes, don't worry, the captain and Wanda have found Moria, and you will see him soon." Wadibe touched Perona's head, and Perona tried hard not to cry.
But just when Perona was feeling extremely sad, a strange breath approached. Perona raised her head in Whitebe's chest and looked in a certain direction.
"What's wrong?"
"Sister Whitebee, we have a guest. It should be Mr. Skeleton that the captain mentioned!" Perona thought for a while and told Whitebee.
"Great, we've finally arrived!" Whitebee was overjoyed. This was a task that the captain had repeatedly warned him to complete. If he met a skeleton, he must treat it well.
"Everyone, change course, set off at full speed to welcome our distinguished guests!"
"Understood!"
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At this time, Moria and the man in sunglasses, Kensp, were still fighting. Although this man named Kensp was a despicable person and his Taoist power was not as good as Moria's, just over 7,000, his strength was not to be underestimated.
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