One Piece Tulip Family

The angry Dalmesia punched Satan away with one punch, without giving him any chance to breathe, and rushed into the smoky cabin again in a flash.

boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!boom! ...

Due to the cover of smoke and dust, people outside could not see what was going on in the cabin at all. They could only hear the muffled sound of fists and feet colliding, and the whole ship trembled violently as if encountering a tsunami.

From time to time, shattered stones flew out of the cabin, smashing the steel ship's side like bullets, and even some unlucky soldiers were pierced by the broken stones from the aftermath of the battle, and lost their young lives in an instant before they even screamed.

In the battle of the strong, the weak are like ants.

"Let's make a quick decision, we can't delay any longer."

With Dalmesia's crazy attack, the flying squirrel and ghost spider took a breather, and decided to join the battle group to besiege Satan again.

For them, it is an absolute shame to be unable to take down a newcomer pirate for a long time, and the Tulip Pirates, who just watched the battle quietly from the beginning, put too much pressure on them. The bullets are the most threatening before they are fired. No one knows when the powerful cadres of the Tulip Pirates will join the battle. The two lieutenant generals have already known clearly that this mission is by no means as simple as imagined.

The sword wave was shining, leaving deep sword marks on the deck where it passed. Before the flying squirrel approached the cabin, the attack had already been launched first. Although he couldn't see the situation in the cabin clearly, he had a strong knowledge and domineering perception. He was not afraid that his slash would miss.

"Hmph, it's unforgivable to actually want to attack the young master again."

Although the flying squirrel's slash was sharp, it failed to hit Satan in the cabin as he wished. A sudden wave of sword not only shattered his slash, but the aftermath also rushed towards him, forcing him to resist with his sword, and stopped his body from rushing towards the cabin.

The flying squirrel had rich experience in fighting and was not injured by the sudden sword wave. However, because of this delay, he never had the chance to attack Satan again.

A figure suddenly flashed in front of him, stabbing his neck with the sword in his hand without hesitation, the light of the knife was shining like a bright moon hanging high in the dark night, before the tip of the knife approached, the flying squirrel felt as if he was being watched by the god of death, and a fine layer of goose bumps appeared on his neck.

There was a flash of red light in the pupils, and time seemed to have stopped at this moment. The only thing left in the flying squirrel's eyes was the murderous sword in the opponent's hand.

He stomped on the ground with his toes, and his body kept retreating. Every time he stepped on the deck, a deep pit was stepped out. However, no matter how fast he retreated, the tip of the opponent's knife followed him like a snake core, and it never left his neck. The threat of death was close at hand.

clang!
A crisp sound.

The moment the flying squirrel was about to be pierced through the throat, the flying squirrel finally had time to block the sword in front of him, and the point of the sword pierced the flying squirrel's sword. The terrifying force instantly blasted the flying squirrel into the air, and the surging air waves visible to the naked eye spread round and round, like a mist.

The flying squirrel flew tens of meters away, and didn't stop until it severely smashed the mast of the warship. He suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood and gasped heavily. Due to the hasty defense, the moment the sword in his hand blocked the opponent's attack, the blade was deflected, and a foot-long wound was drawn on his abdomen. At this moment, the blood flow continued.

But fortunately, he was not killed by the opponent with one blow, and he recovered his life from the god of death. Just now, the moment the opponent's sword approached, he really felt the breath of the god of death. He had crossed the sea for nearly 30 years, and had never been so close to death.

Cold sweat dripped down his face, and when he looked up, a girl standing proudly holding a dagger, she was wearing a purple-colored school uniform, with waist-length hair, a bright red belt and tie, and red armguards on her arms.He carried a knife in his right hand, with complicated runes engraved on the handle, and a scarlet scabbard hanging from his waist.

She has a cold expression and exquisite facial features, but the most amazing thing is her pair of piercing red pupils, as long as she looks at her, she seems to fall into it, which is dazzling. It is the captain and guard of the Tulip Pirates, Chi Tong.

The flying squirrel's gaze rested on the Taidao Murame in Chitong's hand, the sharp blade gleamed coldly in the sun, he couldn't help squinting slightly, it was this knife that almost killed him.

The lieutenant general of the flying squirrel who intended to besiege Satan was stopped by Chitong. Because of Chitong's almost one-hit-kill assassination swordsmanship, the flying squirrel walked around the gate of hell. On the other hand, what happened to the ghost spider was not much better.

Since Black Tong has the ability to teleport through space, her attack is even faster than Chi Tong.

The Sixth Form of the Navy is a physical skill that surpasses the limits of the human body. Through extreme training, ordinary flesh can burst out with abilities not weaker than that of a devil fruit. Every soldier who is proficient in the Sixth Form of the Navy can be called a superman, and some people who have practiced the Sixth Form to the extreme can master the ability of "returning life". They can freely control the digestion and absorption of the body, and freely control the growth of certain parts of the body.

The ghost spider is the one who has mastered the ability to return life. He uses the ability to return life to make six spider-like arms grow out of his hair, and wields eight sabers with both hands to perform eight-sword sword skills.

However, it was Ghost Spider's turn to be dumbfounded this time. Just as he was brandishing eight sabers and stirring up a storm of blades to attack Satan, a figure with black pupils suddenly stood in front of him, like a phantom.

These eight silhouettes are like a dream, but they are real and visible, and they are exercising wonderful swordsmanship like changing their positions. Each sword is full of murderous aura and moves forward. For a moment, countless sword shadows and sword lights completely enveloped the ghost spider like a whirlwind. All he could see were bright sword lights, and his pupils almost condensed into a small black spot.

The sound of clanging and clanging clashed endlessly, and the ghost spider was completely in a dilemma. It has always been his specialty to use frenzied and intensive slashing to push the enemy into a desperate situation. He did not expect to experience the horror of being surrounded by countless sword blades today.