"You haven't seem to be in the state yet?" Umaru Hualie held his long sword and pointed at Duke: "Are you awake now?"

"I'm just very confused. Why is this the kindest you, known as the most merciful person in the Shrine...?" Duke asked the question in his heart. As the captain, it's not surprising that Kasumiyaki's strength is strong, but the powerful method in front of him is obviously incompatible with her. Duke can accept a Kasumiyaki who is powerful in the ghost path, powerful in the instant step, and even Zanpakura has a bug ability, but the only way in front of him cannot.

"Mercy...I am just a person with great sins!" Kaori Mao laughed at himself and said to Duke: "If you can beat me, I don't mind answering your questions."

"What if I lose?" Duke asked very poorly. He was brought here by Kaori Urachi to a mysterious battle, which was inconspicuous. Whether it was lost or won, a battle without goal or meaning, he didn't care about winning or losing.

"If you lose, please die here!" It seemed as if Duke had no intention of fighting, Maozhihua Lie said solemnly, unlike a false statement.

"I'm not very interested in your past, but... I can't die here meaninglessly. It seems that I have to be serious!" Duke held his breath and his high fighting spirit soared into the sky.

"It's best!" After Duke's fighting spirit reached its peak, Kaori Mao cut at him again.

When the two swords collided, Duke thought it was not good, which was different from the previous strange and cruel sword technique that was difficult to avoid and prevent. This time, Mao Zhihua Lie's sword move was elegant and light and exquisite. He did not adapt to the changes of the opponent. He stopped a step slower and immediately fell into a disadvantage. He was soon beaten by the impermanent offensive.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

Duke was suppressed and knocked back dozens of steps, and quickly silently recited Dugu Jiujian's determination to save the scene.

Fortunately, Dugu Nine Swords is worthy of being the strongest sword technique in the world of martial arts fusion. Duke took the initiative and won the move with no moves. He reversed the situation within three moves. Under the shocked expression of Mao Zhiliu, Duke's long sword passed through the sky, and the tip of the sword lightly tapped open her thrust, followed by a sword and slashed heavily on her right shoulder.

choke----

Mao Zhihualie took the sword in time. After the two swords collided, both sides retreated more than ten meters to keep the sword alert. Mao Zhihualie looked at Duke in disbelief. No matter what kind of moves, Duke could find the flaws at the moment of taking action. It was obviously a defensive counterattack, but it seemed to be taking the lead. At this moment, she finally understood why Gui Yancheng Jianba chose Bankai before, because she was helpless and was beaten too frustrated.

"The sword technique you use is unprecedented in the corpse soul world. I, who masters all kinds of sword techniques, have never seen it before." Kasumi Kasumi sighed, and healed his injured shoulder with one hand. He deserved to be the captain of the medical team. He recovered his injuries in just a moment. Under the white blood-stained feather, the exposed skin was as white as white as cream.

"This world is very big. I haven't seen my sword skills before?" Duke and Hua Lie of Mao immediately appeared in front of her and slashed her hard, which was to give her the feeling of not chasing her before. The proud swordsmen would never be grateful for the other party's mercy. They would give this mercy back to the other party and exert stronger damage.

Faced with Duke's powerful slash, Kaori Mao's heels slightly swirled to the ground, and half of his body flashed. Then, his left hand was pressed against Duke's Zanpakura, and his seemingly petite and weak body burst out with a huge force. His wrist flipped and pushed away the sharp blade with one palm.

"What?" Duke was surprised by Mao Zhihua Lie's method. This move seemed relaxed, but in fact it required countless battles to temper it. Only by being calm and extremely confident in himself can he do it.

Although kendo is a science of how to use weapons, it is more important to train the practitioners' ability to judge and think. When facing the enemy, you must abandon your inner fear and distracting thoughts. Moreover, the judgment and prediction of the enemy's mentality and behavior formed during the battle can make yourself calm and confident, know yourself and your enemy, and then adopt the strategy of defeating the enemy. There is no doubt that Mao Zhihualie is such a master of kendo.

brush!

The flower of Mao Zhili advanced instead of retreating. Facing Duke, who was wide open in the middle gate, he slashed from bottom to top. Before the knife arrived, the coldness of death attacked first. Duke retreated step by step, and narrowly avoided Bai Lian, who was close to his chest. The stern sword intent cut open his clothes, leaving a faint blood mark.

"Your swordsmanship seems to be defending first and then attacking. Compared to cracking the opponent's moves, you are invincible in attack." Kaori Mao seemed to see through something and pointed it out.

"No, Dugu Nine Swords defeated all the sword techniques in the world. If you advance or retreat, you will attack and attack the enemy, you have to defend... My swordsmanship has not yet reached my home, so naturally I can't exert one ten thousandth of its power." Hearing Mao Zhihualie say this, Duke was unwilling to remain silent. If he hadn't practiced yet, he would have put you in 108 positions in minutes and let you sing conquer.

"How could there be such a sword technique in the world?" Mao Zhihua Lie didn't believe it. If Dugu Jiujian was really as Duke said, she could destroy all the sword technique in the world, then wouldn't her name be the 8,000-flower one reach the extreme?

After saying that, the flower of Mao Zhiliu took the lead in order to verify it, and a long sword flew up and down in her hand, dancing tightly. In the midst of the transformation of swordsmanship, secret swords of various schools emerged one after another. Sometimes it was as strong as the pine, as the wind was as fast as the wind, and it was unpredictable; sometimes it opened and closed, with a powerful momentum and a domineering spirit; sometimes it was like a storm, endless, and urgent; sometimes it was sinister and cruel, weird and tricky, and used everything.

However, even if Mao Zhihua Lie tried all his strength, he was helpless. Duke was like a small boat in Wang Yiyang's sea, and I remained silent without any wind and waves. A Dugu Nine Sword swept, chop, pluck, slash, slash, slash, and raid, and there was a simple trick like a swordsman. He always expected the enemy's opportunity to take advantage of the opportunity and then arrive first.

‘Why… Why can he easily crack the sword technique of no matter which genre I switch to… Is there really a sword theory that can break the world’s sword technique? Then what is the meaning of claiming to be eight thousand streams? In the end, I am just a frog in the well?’

The more she fought, the more she became more and more chaotic, and the sword moves of Mao Zhihualie gradually became less and her confidence was lost. In the end, Duke's simple sword seemed to her endless changes. Behind each sword, she saw endless shadows. She didn't know how to attack, but how to take the next move, Mao Zhihualie's sword-tracking heart was in chaos...

"It's now!" Duke strided in front of Mao Zhihualie, and the long sword raised high was slashing down with an indomitable aura!" The blade cut through the skin, cut open the flesh and blood, and the passionate blood splattered in front of Duke. Mao Zhihualie was slashed by him and flew backwards to the ground.

With a low hum, Mao Zhihua Lie stood up with a sword for a long time. The wounds that ran across the chest and abdomen were very terrifying. There was a sudden flash of spring under the scattered clothes. Unfortunately, the beautiful scenery that should have made people swallow their saliva could not make people feel anything under the rolled flesh and blood.

"What a perfect opponent. Maybe in the world of corpse souls, you can only let my Dugu Nine Swords go further..." Duke narrowed his eyes and slowly woke up from his sudden enlightenment. Dugu Nine Swords emphasize intention rather than form, and do not stick to the limits of moves, but care more about the user's mood. This set of swordsmanship cannot be mastered by rote memorization. It can only respond to the enemy with no moves. Only by completely forgetting the moves can you do whatever you want, exerting its power like flowing clouds and water.

The world of Death is full of abilities, and there are very few strong men who rely on swordsmanship to fight. Duke originally thought that Dugu Nine Swords would end in this world, but he didn't expect that there would be a great man like Sister Hua... He is proficient in so many schools and can feed him tricks. He is such a good person!

"It is indeed a perfect opponent. I don't know how long it took to feel such a battle! Five hundred years... or a thousand years... or more?" Kasumi Kasumi recovered from his injuries again, and an extremely bloodthirsty and warlike smile appeared on his originally cold and ruthless face: "I chose to practice and reply to the Tao in order to prevent the physical pain from affecting the battle. In order to enjoy the fun of fighting more when fighting with a strong man like you."

"Uh, Sister Hua... you accidentally exposed your age!" Duke complained, and at the same time he was secretly shocked that Maozhihua Lie, whose style changed drastically. What followed was an inexplicable sense of excitement. As she said, such a battle was fascinating.

"You are excited too!" Kaori Mao chuckled, as if he was pretending to be noble before mocking Duke.

Duke, who was very warlike, did not reply, a proud grin flashed across the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly waved his sword. After several battles, Maozhihua Lie demonstrated her amazing combat qualities. In terms of swordsmanship, she had countless attack methods; in terms of defense, she was one of the best spiritual pressures among the captains, which was extremely difficult to break: more importantly, she was proficient in returning to the Tao, and she could quickly heal her fatal injuries and maintain her advantage in a protracted battle. Faced with such an opponent, Duke was so excited that he could hardly hold himself.

"The Unconscious God of Wind and Flowing Dragon!"

Let the heart be as dark as Huawei, let the moves be as clear as light, let the body be as compatible with nature as shadow, and finally listen to all the sounds and use the strong wind of God to cut off everything. The infinite sword intent is wrapped in the strong wind, and under Duke's will, it will unscrupulously destroy everything in front of you.

"That's it. My sword was born to fight with someone like you!" Maozhi Hualien rushed upwards and spread to the entire Wujian. The strangely curved Zanpakura cut out countless sword energy and faced the dragon in the wind.

The dragon is a sword technique that can only exert its power when the basic movements of the sword, the heart, skills and body of the sword. It is its characteristic that cannot be defended or blocked. However, this time, it was beyond Duke's expectations, and his dragon was defeated!

The Maozhi Hualie, who is proficient in countless schools of sword techniques, is not the beast sect like Gengmu Jianba, nor is it the slander of Gui Yancheng Jianba who relies on brute force. Every strike of her sword energy seems to have her own thoughts, walking on a route that cannot be considered by common sense. With the exquisite and unparalleled swordsmanship, she wiped out the dragon. Let the attack that she must win become a desperate return without success.
Chapter completed!