One Piece: the Sand Sword Immortal

Mo Ran's eyes blurred, and the salty sea breeze blew in his face. Before he could see his surroundings clearly, a bloody machete carrying an evil wind was heading towards the door! In the thin line between life and death, a mechanical voice exploded in the head: [Ding! The sand sculpture system is successfully bound! [Newbie Gift Pack: Shushan Swordsmanship! "Qiang——" A Qingyue sword cry resounded through the sky, and Mo Ran and his fingers formed a formula, and a stream of cyan light whirled around the body! Mo Ran stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes and sleeves rustling under the excitement of the sword. He raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the new world, with a sharp smile on his lips: "Hawkeye, Joracol Mihawk..." "I heard that you are the world's greatest swordsman?" "I have a sword that crosses all heavens and realms. Please—" He pointed his sword, and a green rainbow rose into the sky, and the sound shook the world: "Tasting!"