Chapter 642

The teams that entered the Flower Capital to participate in the competition all encountered the situation of Bonnie's team. Some weaker ghosts can be easily dealt with, but if they encounter elite ghosts, they may be in a difficult battle.

"Who are they? At worst, they are at the level of steel swordsmen"

"Why do I feel that they are not like humans?"

Hannya and Momotaro are taller than ordinary men in Wano Country, and their casual and undisciplined standing posture does not look like traditional samurai.

CP0, who sneaked in one step ahead, did not provide any information about them, which made the Knights of God very passive and did not understand the true strength of the enemy.

The five-member team was attacked, one was killed and one was disabled, and there were three combat soldiers left. Number 5 and Number 10 looked at Bonnie and found that she had no intention of taking action. There was no sadness on the woman's face for the death of the team members.

Number 5 glared at Bonnie fiercely, and then looked at the bearded captain, "This woman is unreliable. We will deal with one each. Show some real skills and don't capsize."

Number 10 knew what Bonnie was like. It was better to rely on oneself than on others. He and Number 5 cooperated with each other. As long as it was a one-on-one fight, there would be no possibility of being defeated.

The team had killed samurai with swords along the way, some were strong and some were weak. The Knights of God looked down on these people who were complacent. There was no sense of accomplishment in getting points from their bodies.

The four men stood opposite each other and their eyes met. An invisible pressure spread. Their eyes were full of determination and determination. This duel was the most important battle in their lives.

"Let's go together, be careful"!

With an order, Number 5 and Number 10 launched an attack at the same time. Their movements were like flowing water, and they all attacked the enemy's vital points.

It was immediately a one-on-one situation. The swords intersected with each other, making a crisp collision sound that echoed in the air.

Amidst the flashes of swords and sabers, the faces of the four gradually became clear. The expressions of No. 5 and No. 10 were serious and focused, with fine beads of sweat oozing from their foreheads, but their eyes never left the enemy. Every attack was full of power and speed, which was dazzling.

For a while, the four were evenly matched. Both Hannya and Momotaro had very superb swordsmanship, and the gap between them was minimal, which was completely different from the samurai of Wano Country they had met in the past.

The samurai killed by the Knights of God were all imitators of Kozuki Oden. If they could not surpass their predecessors, they were destined not to reach a higher position, and it was normal for them to be killed because of their inferior skills.

"Won't these two monsters get tired?"

"They use swords very casually, they are playing tricks on us"!

As time went on, the physical strength of the two gradually consumed, but the fighting spirit of No. 5 and No. 10 was still high. They kept changing their moves, trying to find the enemy's flaws.

Finally, No. 5 seized an opportunity and cut off half of Momotaro's body with one sword. The blade even crushed the enemy's heart directly. If it were a normal person, he would have been dead.

When No. 5 saw that he had succeeded, he immediately became more crazy and further relaxed his vigilance, "I thought you were so powerful, but you are still alive after losing half of your body!"

Enjoying the joy of victory, Captain No. 10 entangled Prajna. As long as No. 5 came to help quickly, the balance of victory and defeat in the two-on-one situation would have tilted towards them.

During the sword fight with Prajna, the bearded captain looked at his teammates with his peripheral vision. At first, when he saw No. 5 severely injuring the enemy, he thought that the enemy was so seriously injured that his heart was destroyed and he must be dead.

Then, under the observation of the observation Haki, the samurai named Momotaro trembled slightly as if he was still able to move, and immediately reminded loudly: "Keep finishing off, he is still alive."

Unfortunately, the captain said it a little too late. Momotaro, who had lost half of his body, showed a strange smile on his originally funny face, and the broken half of his body was restored almost instantly.

No. 5 was reminded to use his weapon to protect his body. Momotaro's sneak attack was blocked. Before the Celestial Dragon could be pleased with his emergency response, the enemy's long sword became soft.

From a tricky angle, bypassing No. 5's defense, the sword head was as flexible as a snake, passing through the Celestial Dragon's temple and directly piercing the opponent's head.

Even with the armed color domineering defense, he couldn't withstand this wave of sneak attacks. In the unbelievable eyes of No. 5, his head was chopped off by Momotaro and rolled to the feet of Captain No. 10.

Momotaro licked the blood on the tip of the road and felt the breath of human life, "What a dirty man, there is a strange smell in his blood."

It was a two-on-one situation. Captain No. 10 knew he was no match for the enemy. Bonnie behind him wouldn't help him. The mature woman he was having an affair with was still lying on the ground. There was no reason for him to continue fighting.

"It's so unlucky that I didn't get many points. All the useful people died, and the rest are just a bunch of burdens."

The ghosts noticed the human captain's intention to escape, and Prajna also had to show her true ability, "Leave your life in the Flower City."

〈Swallow Returns〉

In the real world, Prajna's long sword flashed like a ghost, and then the concept of time and space seemed to be completely ignored. The other two swords overlapped at the same time. At this moment, the whole world seemed to fall into a strange state of stillness.

From three directions, three sharp slashes appeared out of thin air. They were like sharp blades that cut through the void, carrying endless power and a breath of destruction. These three forces intertwined and merged with each other, forming an unparalleled attack.

These slashes from three directions contained power and speed beyond the understanding of ordinary people. They ignored the limitations of time and space and showed their terrifying power in an absolute posture. In front of this power, everything seemed so small and fragile.

The bearded captain only blocked the first Sword, he did not feel the second and third swords, and he was not as skilled as others and ended up being a headless corpse. Like other teammates, he did not leave any last words.

Prajna and Momotaro walked past the corpses of three men and came to the side of the woman who had lost her human arm, "She is so exposed, she is born to be a bitch."

The long sword pierced through the woman's abdomen, one sword after another, torturing the mixed-blooded Celestial Dragon and not giving her a quick death, and admiring the painful struggle of the human woman before death.

"Don't kill me... Don't kill me... I can sleep with you two..."

She wanted to sell her body when she was about to die, and still had illusions about her own life. Prajna and Momotaro shaved off the flesh of the woman bit by bit amid her screams.

The knife technique was quite particular and was comparable to the ancient Lingchi. The victim would not die in a short time, but would lose her flesh and blood bit by bit, and the knife cut the flesh and struggled back and forth in endless pain.

Bonnie saw and remembered such a shocking scene. The Celestial Dragon had asked for such a fate.