Pirate Warring States Warriors

As a great swordsman, Roger could already wield the giant flying air blade that cut off ships, but now, all the strength in his body was poured out in an instant, compressed into the white light slightly attached to the blade.

An attack composed purely of domineering energy is far more terrifying than any gun, let alone one that is concentrated to such an extent.

Even so, Roger didn't show any joy at all.

The period of fighting just now had made him clearly aware of it.At this time, the gap between the combat effectiveness of himself and the Warring States Period was difficult to change with a sneak attack from behind.

With the fruit strength, resilience, and experience awareness of the Warring States Period, Roger's combat experience was completely negative in this situation.

Just like playing Contra, trying your best to avoid being hit by the opponent, because if you hit it, you will die.

In this case, the only goal is to exchange one for one for the ultimate

In this single moment, he chose a lose-lose method, injecting all the domineering energy in his body into the sword body and no longer caring about his weak and unprotected body, so that he could deliver such a fatal blow.

The distance between the two people is only one step away. In the narrow space, the domineering will deepens, and the black knife carrying the order to chop all things has come to the back of the Warring States Period.

As long as the attack is successful, then in the next battle, the rhythm will come to Roger's side, and it is even possible to make the opponent lose the ability to fight, and then directly find a ship to escape from the Seven Waters Capital.

This was the best outcome Roger could think of.

But, can it be hit?

"King Kong"

At the last moment, a pair of fleshy palms entwined with dense Vajra Realm runes faced the black knife that was slashing. At the last moment, Sengoku turned his body in a Thomas rotation in mid-air, and then stopped at In mid-air.But his hands firmly clamped the white light that was enough to split the battleship.

The black sword condensed with pure domineering force was clamped by the white blade with bare hands.

The corners of Roger's eyes twitched. He seemed to feel an inexplicable sense of suffocation, and then he felt the shock wave rushing out from the opponent's palm like a dam bursting.

Different from the previous attack, it was a shock strengthened by the diamond rune, which was transmitted to Roger in an instant.

"Oops"

Roger, who was in mid-air, had no place to unload his force. The moment the impact came, every inch of his body was torn and damaged by the strong shock wave. Then he was pushed out by the residual power of the shock wave and fell diagonally. To the earth.

He closed his eyes and endured the waves of pain coming from his body. After his feet landed on the ground, all he could feel was waves of intense weakness.

The sword fell out of his hand, and the entire handle sank into the ground beside his body. As a swordsman, even the sword was shaken out of his hand. This battle was a complete defeat.

The blow he had just used all his strength failed to hit his opponent. Now his body was trembling slightly, and he could hardly even escape.

"Lost" he lay on the ground, big drops of sweat couldn't stop flowing from his body, he smiled helplessly:

"It's too bad. I'm still too far behind."

"If you were really hit by that blow, I'm afraid I'll have to tell you here." A heavy voice appeared above his head, and golden light covered Roger's face. Warring States slowly walked towards Roger. Next to him, he took out a breath and asked:

"Is there anything else you want to say before you get arrested?"

"Have."

Against the light, Roger pointed at Seng Guo's face seriously:

"Your face is glowing now, I can't see clearly."

The originally dull atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward. After a brief moment of stiffness, Warring States first put handcuffs on Roger, and then released the Buddha's ability.

The body of seven or eight meters slowly returned to three meters. Roger in front of him stared at his face carefully, and then showed his big white teeth.

"Okay, I will remember you. Next time I see you, I will definitely defeat you."

"Sorry, Pirate Goldor Roger." Sengoku put the shackles on him again.

"I'm afraid you won't have another chance. The next stop is the deep-sea prison."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

The series of laughter was naturally caused by Roger, as if he had been holding back his laughter.

"No, there is only one destiny in a person's life. My destiny is telling me, and it is far from the time for me to call it quits."

"Hey Navy, let go of our captain. Otherwise I'm going to shoot."

This voice was an unfamiliar tone that Warring States had never heard before.

On the rooftop in the distance, a man dressed as an aristocrat wearing overalls was holding a trumpet-patterned gun, threatening the Warring States Period with a stern expression.

Although Peterm's legs were trembling, which made people doubt the accuracy of his shooting skills, he still firmly held the gun in his hand and roared at Sengoku.

As expected, my lucky fruit ability is [-]% infallible.

He had been thinking about why his fruit ability led him to an uptown area that was completely unrelated to where the captain was, but now he understood.

Just now, I was thrown down by the female marine with strange abilities. At such a high altitude, I would have broken at least a few ribs. If I were unlucky, my combat ability might be damaged.

But fortunately, he brought a cushion with him

He looked at a wooden board to the side. There was a flat figure on it, as if it had been cut out from somewhere.

At this time, Spangdine already looked like an old Two-dimensional paper man, with a big butt mark on his belly.

"Feed the navy over there"

The trumpet-shaped muzzle first pointed at Sengoku, then wavered unsteadily again and again, and finally hit Spangdine's face.

"If you don't let go of my captain, I will kill this hostage."

Warring States first looked at the board with confusion, then carefully identified the flat creature, and finally couldn't help but curse when he saw the familiar striped suit inside.

"Fuck, Spangdine"

"How about as long as you let our captain go and prepare a boat for us, I will let him go."

Although Peterm didn't know the specific identity of the man in the suit, he was able to live in that location and was found by his lucky fruit. Even the navy in front of him was so shocked.

This must be a big shot

Thinking of this, he couldn't help showing a proud look.

Sure enough, in good times it's up to Rayleigh, in times of adversity it's up to the captain, but in desperate times it's up to me, Lord Peterm.

"Have you considered what to do?"

The navy in the distance licked his nostrils and nodded.

"Think about it, just break it."