The strongest god of death in the great voyage

Liuyun frowned in displeasure, and the spiritual pressure storm scattered with a bang.

The substantial spiritual pressure bombarded Momonosuke’s body, and he flew out of the room like a deflated leather ball, and his fragile body could not withstand the impact of spiritual pressure at all.

Boom——

The flat ground collapsed, and Momonosuke fell dying in the middle of the ruins, he fell into a deep coma due to excessive blood loss, and his breath of life was extremely weak and he was in danger of death at any time.

“Momonosuke !!!”

Seeing that his son was seriously injured, Mitsuki Gochu rushed out of the house in pain.

He was both angry and helpless at Liuyun’s behavior, after all, Momonosuke’s rudeness offended the anger of the Four Emperors, and even if he protected his short, he dared not speak out.

“Come on, go and call Dr. Akino!” Mitsuki Ota rushed out of the backyard with the bloody Momonosuke in his arms, and he no longer had the heart to stay here.

“Alas, I have long said that Lord Momonosuke’s lecherous personality must be changed, otherwise something will happen sooner or later.” Yu Guang glanced at the angry Liuyun, and the cat viper treasurer swallowed his saliva in fear, “I didn’t expect him to provoke the Four Emperors, and there is nothing we can do about it now.” ”

“If Liuyunjun really wants to pursue this matter, I’m afraid the entire country of Wano will not be able to withstand his anger.” Duke Inuarashi smiled bitterly helplessly.

Any one of the Shinigami Pirates has the power to slaughter the country of Wa, not to mention that Momonosuke is plotting wrong, even if the Mitsuki clan has great prestige among the people, they dare not speak out.

“I hope that under the treatment of Dr. Akino, Lord Momonosuke can recover smoothly.” The cat viper treasurer sighed silently, in fact he knew that this possibility was very small.

Head-on under the spiritual pressure of the violent wrath of the flowing clouds, no one can survive.

A cool song for Momonosuke, may there be no little satyrs in heaven!

“Ayun, what you did just now seems to be a bit excessive.” The frightened little loli snuggled into Liuyun’s arms, and the two little fingers leaned timidly together, “But I hate that guy.” ”

“Huh? Then it doesn’t matter. Liuyun’s voice inadvertently raised a few decibels, “Approaching you without my permission, Momonosuke will die!” ”

“Liuyunjun, I think what you did just now is not excessive at all.” Ichimaru Silver smiled and fanned the flames on the side, “If it were Captain Gengi, he would have been cut in half with a knife.” ”

“I don’t have time to pay attention to the matter of Yachiryu.” More Mu Jian Hachikou denied it, but everyone could clearly feel the anger in his words.

“Duke Inuarashi, Cat Viper Treasurer…”

“At this point, we have no reason to stay.”

After indifferently glancing at the two fur kings, Liuyun slowly stood up.

“Liuyunjun, we are also helpless in this matter.” The cat viper treasurer tried to keep it, “It was because of the character of the young lord Momonosuke that the head of the family insisted on not letting him meet with you, who knew that he sneaked in.” ”

“If Mitsuki Ota wants to take revenge, you can come to Dressrosa to find me at any time.” Ignoring the explanation of the cat viper treasurer, Liuyun walked out of the house expressionlessly.

The captains followed, and the Death Pirates soon left the mansion of the Guangyue clan!

“Cats, dogs, just let them leave so easily?” Leizang, who was dressed as a ninja, spoke with a gloomy face.

“What else do you want, do you plan to confront the Four Emperors, I’m afraid you lose your mind!” The cat viper keeper grinned helplessly, “Even Whitebeard lost in his hands, let alone us!” ”

“Alas, having a bad relationship with the Four Emperors because of the color heart of Young Lord Momonosuke is not a good thing for the Mitsuki clan.” Duke Inuarashi sighed regretfully.

Because of this farce, the Guangyue clan and the Grim Reaper Pirate Group finally broke up unhappily!

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Three days later.

Wano Country, Incheon.

As the heart of Wano Country, there are many masters here, and you can see passers-by in samurai attire everywhere.

“It’s really a magical country, there is no justice here, only the purest samuraido, is it the reason for the perennial isolation of the country?” Hirako Mako said as she walked.

“The country of Wano has revered the spirit of bushido since ancient times, and it has always been rich in great swordsmen, and the sword saint Miyamoto Musashi eight hundred years ago has left many legends.” Liuyun explained with a smile, “That’s why we came to Incheon, and it is rumored that the samurai hall where Miyamoto Musashi’s body is buried is here. ”

“There should be a sword master’s kendo inheritance there, right?” It is rare for Orochimaru to take the initiative to speak, and she who claims to have mastered all the genres in the world has developed a strong interest in Miyamoto Musashi’s kendo.

“If we can obtain the inheritance of Miyamoto Musashi, it will definitely improve our slashing skills to a certain extent.” The mysteries of the Ancient Sword Saint had infinite attraction for everyone, and Liuyun was naturally no exception.

Soon after.

A remote area north of Incheon.

On weekdays, few people set foot here, and the surroundings are silent, and even the birds are difficult to see.

Quaint houses walk around every corner of the ruins, not only do they have the same pattern, but they are also inscribed with a golden-red double-knife symbol.

This symbol represents the kendo of the sword saint Miyamoto Musashi – the art of war is first-class!

In the very center of the ruins stands a magnificent temple, and you can feel the fierce sword intent emanating from the temple just from a distance. And in front of the temple gate stood two swords, one long and one short—that was the statue of Demon Dao Village and Thunder!

“This is it, it looks like you can only break in?” Ichimaru Gin’s narrow eyes kept looking around, and he found that in addition to the guards of the shogunate, there were many samurai dressed in white here.

Obviously, if you want to step into the samurai temple, in addition to obtaining permission from the shogunate, you also need to defeat the white samurai!

“Kenhachi, these samurai should be enough for you to pass the time, right?” The corner of Liuyun’s mouth curled up in an arc, and he could clearly feel that Wood Sword Ba couldn’t control his desire to fight.

“These samurai should allow me to enjoy the fun of fighting, right?” Genmu Jianba grinned excitedly, and swaggered into the ruins with a slashing knife.

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Half an hour later.

“It’s too weak to make me happy.”

The wooden sword stood in front of the gate of the samurai hall, and the slashing knife in his hand was stained with blood, and the ground around him was covered with entities.

Whether it’s the guards of the shogunate, or the mysterious white-clothed samurai…

No one can withstand the sword of the more wooden sword, and the powerful samurai of Wano Country can only be devoured and die in front of this beast.

“Next…”

“Finally able to obtain the inheritance of Miyamoto Musashi.”

Stepping on the corpses everywhere, under the leadership of Liuyun, the group of the Grim Reaper Pirates stepped into the supreme samurai hall.

The inheritance of the Supreme Sword Saint is close at hand!