The corner of his mouth twitched, Shanks quickly pulled his sword and turned around, his movements were a little hurried, and the angry old dragon was even harder than he thought.

A huge force came from his chest, the blade trembled and the tiger's mouth was numb, and he almost couldn't block it.

"This is serious, Lieutenant General Cap."

With his teeth tightly clenched, facing the serious Kap, even if he is the Four Emperors and one of the top figures in the world, he can't help but feel a powerful force of oppression.

He shook his head gently, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth. He actually suspected that this man would be too old to be beaten. Now that he thinks, he is really naive.

Unable tolerate him to continue to be distressed, Capo once again increased his strength. His old body could not accurately estimate the margins of his strength. His iron black fist was raised high and smashed towards Shanks like a storm.

Although they were all living legends, Cap is different from Whitebeard. The older he is, the older he is, the less he takes action.

Whether it is a pirate or something else, he is no longer the first choice for the navy to take action. Whether it is the lieutenant generals all over the world or the three navy generals in the headquarters and the new world, each of them is helping him share the pressure from the outside world.

It's been a long time since he had fought with life and death for a long time.

News on the sea has changed one after another. Every day, new people have risen, fallen, and then forgotten. The same is true for him. His legend is still circulating on the sea, but few people have seen him take action seriously.

The old guys in the past either died or retired. It was not his turn for the newcomer to take action, so he deserved to be forgotten. Over time, everyone only knew that there was a naval hero named Cap in the past, and he didn't know that there was a Tyrannosaurus hidden under this old body.

"Everything else is good. You shouldn't reach out to Luffy. I have only this grandson now."

As he stepped on the ground, sand and stones splashed under his feet, Cap dived over, told the movement on the ground, turning into a huge phantom to approach Shanks, constantly hitting him with his fists.

Domineering, he once relied on a pair of iron fists to level the mountains.

Shanks' long sword parted, forcibly twisted the center, and faced the fist shadow that was pressing down like a tsunami, he stepped forward with a knife.

boom!

The needle pointed to the wheat, and the two strong men met, and a thunder broke out in the air. They vented the powerful force in their bodies desperately. The domineering aura that was rich enough to affect the space was crushed out in the form of a shock wave, creating a huge vacuum belt around them.

The body merged into the darkness, and the Sith leaned over again like a shadow.

His figure was a bit illusory, not like something that fell into reality. The slender sharp knife slashed out from under his clothes, and the clear light flashed. His movements of swinging the knife were very tricky.

Shanks tried to put his knife back, and Capo immediately followed.

With a fist in front and a knife in the side, Shanks clenched his teeth. He was a little busy and even tired of dealing with it.

The two of them besieged, this is really not a good experience.

Sith had a great say in this matter, but that was already a thing of the past, and now he is sieging the one.

The long sword slashed across his chest, and the shrill red blood was as bright as ink. At this time, he was like an elegant painter, using the long sword in his hand and the blood of Shanks to create a peerless painting.

Twisted her cheeks, Shanks forced Cap and Sith to escape, as if he was washed out of blood, and he retreated quickly.

It was really awkward. This was the first time he was injured today. He obviously didn't even have any confrontation with Kaido.

He is very strong, perhaps because of his vision. Anyway, Sith has never seen a second strong man with such a mighty and domineering spirit as he does.

However, no matter how domineering the aura is, no power is omnipotent. No matter how powerful his aura is, it cannot truly replace the missing arm.

That is his biggest weakness, which cannot be revealed in normal times, but it is just because the person who challenged him is not strong enough, or it is not yet time to truly fight for life and death.

Once he falls into a hard battle, his weakness will be infinitely released.

In the strong wind, his body seemed very light, like a fallen leaf, almost pushed back by the Sith's long knife.

Sith is good at assassination, or the person who hides in the shadows is a natural assassin. It is his charging attack. The blade cuts Shanks' shoulder and drags it from his left shoulder to his right chest. However, he is not very satisfied. His knife just cut Shanks' skin. He is still far from trying to severely hurt him.

Shanks retreated like a wind, with blood splattering in front of him, a few centimeters away from the real fatal injury.

Holding the knife in his right hand, the long tip in his hand hit him in front of him. It was an incredible knife technique. In the midst of lightning, two long swords were put together in the air. They used the force to accelerate again. In a blink of an eye, Shanks got rid of the Sith's blade.

He would not give Sith a chance again, as sharp as him, how could he fall twice in the same place?

At the same time, the sniper Jesus Bu, who was guarding the square, pulled out the flintlock rifle that had been hiding around his waist, and three black blunt and round sea tower stones instantly hit Sith's head.

The smoke of gunpowdered his eyes and he curled his lips with some disdain.

"Siege? This method is really inferior."

The body floated in the air. Sith turned his head and glanced at him, his eyes cold, and the long sword in his hand was waving like a rain curtain. He cut the bullet in half with two stings.

Jesus Bu did not expect to succeed in one blow, but the other party was so relaxed and freehand that he couldn't help but bring a little unhappiness and held the barrel high.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Another series of bullets came. Like Van Oka, he was the top sniper in the world. To a certain extent, he was stronger than Van Oka. Those who have experienced the baptism of the new world are not comparable to those of the pirates in the first half of the great route.

The bullets scattered into seven stars in the air, blocking the Sith's retreat from seven directions. No matter what, he had to help the captain stop someone.

Sith's eyes were cold, and darkness was wrapped around his left hand. With a gentle pull, he hid in the crack of the shadow. It seemed that he was faster than a bullet.

His body moved horizontally downwards, and his domineering spirit locked the projectiles and Jesus cloth in the air. He didn't like this man very much.

Although he was fickle and even fantasized about how to get fish in a row, he would not be able to do anything if he wanted to abandon his wife and children. Once a man got married, he would be covered in shackles. He was begging for him to wear it. When he was in a good mood, he would hang it around his neck. When he was wild, he wanted to throw it away at will. What a joke?
Chapter completed!