Shanks' pupils shrank, his body turned rapidly, and his long sword was crossing his chest.

clang!

The blades fought, and the two of them looked at each other in the air.

"The fish will die, but the net will not be broken. You are too careless. This Marinfando is not the place you want to come."

Holding the hilt of the knife in both hands, Sith's eyes stretched, and the veins on his arms bulged high, increasing his strength. The darkness around him seemed like a rolled current, suddenly separated, and the powerful force even pushed Shanks out.

Cap kept up, as if he had discussed with the Sith, besieging Shanks one by one and the other.

"you……"

He gritted his teeth and had nothing to say. The two of them attacked each other and even attacked him. This was really shameless. Lieutenant General Cap was obviously not like this at the beginning. Who was it? Which turtleman who ruined him?

The fist was fierce, and the iron-black fist collided with the long sword again.

A violent roar was heard from the Western sword, and the vibration spread from the blade to the body. His right hand trembled, and he almost couldn't hold the handle of the knife.

What a powerful force, can these old seniors really underestimate them?

Before he knew it, he brought respect to his heart, and his expression became more and more serious.

Sizzle...

The sound of burning flames came from the air, and black and red flames swept over. A huge fire dragon soared into the sky, mixed with dry hot winds, and ate from behind to forward.

"Burning shield----Stealing and killing power!"

Shanks's face changed.

These little kids who are owed to be beaten only know how to make big scenes all day long. Don’t you know that this thing is very dangerous?

Shanks' lips were a little blue. Just as he was about to escape, Cap's fist pushed him over, and the attack frequency became higher and higher, leaving him with no time to care for him.

There are only two choices, either to resist the Sith Fire Dragon or to get a punch from Cap.

A touch in my heart.

Only children make choices, but no adults choose.

The long sword pressed against Cap's fist, and his body twisted into an extremely strange arc in the air. The rich domineering aura spread on his legs. He kicked in the air and even slashed a sword light.

He is a true great swordsman. Even if he has no sword in his hand, he can still act as the incarnation of the sword.

boom!

The sword light intersected with the fire dragon, just like a fiery red meteor suddenly disappeared in the sky, and the light around it became more and more prosperous. At the beginning, it was just a small spot of light, but in a blink of an eye it turned into a dazzling light curtain.

Under the beautiful scenery, there is a terrifying flame storm, with sparks splashing, crushing the surroundings, instantly shattering like a disaster.

The dazzling light blocked the vision, and suddenly, a cold light slashed out from the light belt.

"not good."

Shanks felt that only this thought was left.

The body subconsciously wanted to hide backwards.

The sound of bees flapping their wings was made in the air, and it was a black fist like steel.

Capo blocked his retreat, and the Sith's long sword hit him towards him. When has he been forced to this point since he became the Four Emperors?

The muscles on his face twitched for a moment, then relaxed again, and he had a resolution in his heart.

He may not care about his back, but his back is just increasing his pain. What he really needs is a pair of intact feet and an arm that can wave forward.

I want to kill him, hum, he will never let the bastard in front of him do what he wants, nor will he make his life better.

He is the Four Emperors of the New World, not a cat or a dog. Even a general cannot let him bow his head. Why is he? Is it just because he just swallowed a little bit of the domineering aura on others?

He had to teach the Sith a lesson, that the emperor's majesty could not be provoked.

The sword light in his hand danced, and in almost an instant, the Sith appeared in front of Shanks, and the flames wrapped around the blade, from bottom to top, and the long sword slashed directly over.

Thorn!

It was the sound of metal slashing through the muscles. Shanks did not choose to draw a knife to block it, but just covered his body with a strong layer of domineering aura.

Blood gushed out of his body like a fountain, and Shanks had a deep bone-sighted wound on his body.

Gripping his teeth, his afterglow swept back.

There is still time, right in this gap.

The blood foam between the lips was like foam, and there was even blood on the teeth.

"Is it over? Since it's over, it's me. Don't underestimate the power of the pirates in the New World!"

With a loud roar, the domineering aura that was overflowing all over his body pressed towards the Sith as if it were sky-high. His muscles trembled. The fierce dragon of hell seemed to be targeted by a more vicious beast. His adrenaline soared, and he almost lost his mind.

In the sky, the originally crowded black fog leaked and turned into a bright red band. Not only the Sith, but the people on the entire battlefield were stunned, looking around from afar, trembling all over.

Such a powerful domineering color is not comparable to that of a straw hat boy. Even if he draws many domineering Siths from the white beard, his attainments in domineering color are far from comparable to him.

At this moment, Shanks trembled with a ferocious face and slashed at Sith's chest with a backhand.

Isn’t it just for injuries to be replaced?

Before he achieved success, who was not an expert?

The scales were broken, and the blade almost cut off half of Sith's body.

Tentacles stretched out from the darkness behind him, grabbed Sith, and retreated suddenly to the back. The slender silk thread penetrated the skin, pierced the blood vessels, and pulled it together again.

"Want to cut off my hand? How easy is it?"

Even if he is not good at it, he is a puppet master no matter what. As long as they are willing, they themselves are the best puppets.

Modification, even mechanization, is just a basic operation, and not being a talent is the core.

"That guy..."

He was gasping heavily, and before the red hair could take the next move, a wrought iron fist hit his back.

Click!

It was the sound of bones breaking, blood clamping the fragments of internal organs, and with a puff sound, it sprinkled blood rain in the sky, and the whole person was smashed into the ground.

"captain!"

Ben Beckman yelled, his eyes were covered with blood, and his butt turned, he shot Sakaski and jumped out.

"Want to leave? Have you asked me if I?"

Looking up, Sakaski looked fierce. The opportunity was so good. He seemed to have seen the scene of the navy ruled the world. How could he let Beckman destroy all this?

The body turned into lava, covered with domineering bullets left a deep blood mark on his face, and magma erupted, blocking Beckman's face.

A sickly smile appeared on his mouth, and Sith's eyes could not be removed from Shanks for a moment. The shadow pulled and disappeared from the spot.
Chapter completed!