(Comprehensive Master Pirate Tutor) Hold on to my phone bug

"Shoot him, sharp gun." The man's smiling words sounded from the opposite side of the wooden wall, followed by cold spiritual pressure.

The people who were just teasing Hashirama's keen intuition instantly dispersed. The sharp blade stabbed through the wooden wall and extended along a straight line for a long distance. The scattered spiritual pressure cracked the wooden wall, revealing the appearance of the man. .

He had short light purple hair, squinted eyes and smiled. He lowered his body and placed the blade across his waist: "Ah, you can hide so fast." He expressed his surprise at the right time. As a human being, he can avoid the attack of the magic gun. It's really amazing. .

Sasuke stood next to Hashirama: "Is that sword an illusion? In that case, use the insight of my Sharingan."

"It is irrational to look directly at genjutsu at any time." Senju Hashirama shook his head, and he turned to look at Sasuke's scarlet three-magatama eyes, "Remember to use the kaleidoscope less, or you will go blind."

Sasuke pursed his lips reflexively, but after a few seconds he said firmly: "They won't make me blind."

Senju Hashirama raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"I want to use the power of these eyes." Uchiha Sasuke stared closely at the three people not far away.

Senju Hashirama laughed: "The highest state of kaleidoscope is Susanoo, wait until you turn it on." He clasped his hands together, and bright red lines appeared around his eyes and forehead instantly.

Sasuke gritted his teeth and endured the burst of chakra, and when he found a chance, he left instantly.

"Hahahaha, it's so refreshing." After entering the sage mode, Hashirama began to laugh, and the white sand was instantly blown into dust by chakra, "Wood Dragon's Jutsu." He called with his fingers crossed. ?

The wooden dragon hit them hard.

Aizen stretched out one hand to block it, but his eyes still looked a little cold. Now that they were wary of his sword, it was not easy to see Hajime.

Thousand Hands Hashirama condensed chakra again: "Immortal Technique·True Thousand Hands."

Aizen raised his eyebrows: "You actually claim to be an immortal?" He looked at the huge statue of Thousand-Armed Guanyin erected behind the man and frowned. When thousands of hands around Guanyin stretched out to strike, he still chose to retreat. Open more.

The wooden dragon just now is not as big as Guanyin's head, it is like a towering mountain covering the sky and the earth.

"Wow." Qiye raised his head and exclaimed.

She glanced at the man who was coming here to avoid him, turned her eyes and drew her knife to stab him.

The man blocked it with his sword, his eyes and the corners of his lips were narrowed in a smile, with a full sense of danger.

"Hello, funny pirate lady," he teased.

"My name is Qiye." She also had a smile on her cheek, showing calmness and fearlessness.

The man spoke in a long tone: "I am Ichimaru Gin." When the girl turned her sword and attacked again, he walked carelessly, "How did you come to Hueco Mundo?"

Qiye explained to him after attacking: "Swish."

Ichimaru Gin then asked: "From where?"

Qiye blinked innocently, but the offensive continued unabated. Every sword thrust at him was sharp and cold: "Of course it is our world."

Ichimaru Gin's expression didn't change much, but his brows furrowed. The term "our world" is really strange, as if it refers to something other than this world.

Ace touched his chin, then stretched his neck to look for the other one, who was about to take action just now.

He turned to look at Qianqiu. The girl's eyes were still staring straight at the one with brown hair. He blinked and looked at the other one, who had purple hair and darker skin and was blindfolded.

Ace thought for three seconds, opened the box, held the flaming water pipe, and headed towards the man. Although he seemed to be blind, a blind man wouldn't be strong in a fight.

"What about you, are you preparing for a wheel or a group fight?" Whitebeard glanced at Hashirama, Qiye and Ace, who were each looking for a place to fight, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Shame." Koro-sensei looked this way and that, unable to make a choice.

"I won't participate for the time being." Stark still looked lazy, and Lilynite protested with small fists at his laziness.

Uchiha Sasuke opened his Sharingan and looked at Nanaya: "I'm going to snatch her." After saying that, he pulled out his sword and joined in the fun.

Whitebeard chuckled.

Chiaki stretched out her hand towards Aizen, who was fighting against the Senju Hashirama, and slowly closed her eyes and immersed herself in the perception: "There is something there." She spoke slowly.

Whitebeard looked at her.

"I don't know what it is." Qianqiu continued to sense and spy, "but it seems that there is strong power concentrated in it, cold and mysterious."

"Is it hidden on his body?" Koro-sensei asked.

"It's more like it's inlaid." Qianqiu made a weak grasping motion with his hand, and at the same time, his dark purple eyes slowly opened.

"Inlay." Koro-sensei blinked, "Heart?"

"No." Qianqiu took back his hand and looked at his white palm full of doubts. "It gives me the feeling that it is obviously an object but seems to be conscious, connected to him."

When Whitebeard heard this, he frowned: "Isn't that very similar to a stone slab?"

"Slate." Qianqiu was a little unfamiliar with this word, but she quickly remembered that the king of flow was given by it. She had not seen it with her own eyes and did not know. She looked up at Whitebeard hoping to get the answer.

"I haven't seen it either." Whitebeard shook his head regretfully, "Go and ask Flow directly." It was just that the children mentioned it when they reported on it, and the slate provided all the energy needed for Flow to use the network.

Qianqiu took out the contact device.

The connected video showed the face of the young man. He smiled gently: "Are you in trouble again?" The base was already gloating about their lack of food and asking for help.

But because it's good for the soul, I'm still preparing the materials for the teleportation station and waiting to be sent there. Koro-sensei is building it very quickly.

"Liu, I have a question, what does it feel like to have material consciousness." Qianqiu shook his head slightly to deny the trouble, "Dad said that the stone slab is like this."

Bi Shuiliu was stunned for a moment, and then his expression became a little serious, but his emerald green pupils were burning with intense excitement: "The moment you are selected, your consciousness will be connected to the stone slab, inheriting its memory, its will, and its power. Form the Sword of Damocles.”

"Yeah." Qianqiu thought.

"Qianqiu, does it have great power?" Bi Shuiliu didn't talk about the stone slab anymore, she asked, as if there were similar things around her.

Qianqiu narrowed his eyes and confirmed: "Yes."

"Go and grab it." Wildi was so excited that he turned his chair and stretched out his head to grab the screen with Bi Shui Shui. Bi Shui Shui silently glanced sideways at him and moved away.

If it really is the same energy source as the stone slab, that would be a great blessing.

"It's difficult." Qianqiu frowned slightly, "It is connected to its current owner, just like a gem inlaid on a wand." She asked, "How can we remove the connection."

Bi Shuiliu began to think about what he had done back then. The man with the fake face directly used his extraordinary strength to forcefully cut off the connection. To compare, he said: "Just dig it out."

Qianqiu looked at him blankly.

"Grab it, don't worry about the contact, just come back." Wildi suggested, "I don't believe it can still be connected through the space-time wall." The stone slab can penetrate completely because of the power of the medium.

Qianqiu: Stay——

"What's that expression on your face?" Will Di asked, crossing his arms.

"You seem to be talking about interesting things here." The man's gentle voice suddenly sounded in the girl's ears.

Qianqiu's pupils suddenly shrank and he turned his head in surprise. The dark purple pupils showed the shadow of his outstretched handprint. When did it come?

"Octopus." The moment Whitebeard finished speaking, the huge naginata wrapped in a translucent white ball swung fiercely at the brown-haired man. Even if he didn't introduce him, Whitebeard knew that this was what the skeleton called Aizen.

Koro-sensei dragged the family away at a speed of Mach 20 and watched from a distance.

Qianqiu was held by him like a sack around her waist. She exhaled slightly and realized that she was sweating a little. She was focused on dealing with Will Emperor and the others and didn't pay attention to the surrounding situation at all.

Aizen quickly raised his hand to block it, and the pitch-black blade struck his bony fingers. First, there was a very clear "ding" sound, and then cracks in the air spread along the semi-transparent white ball.

Aizen raised his eyebrows slightly when he felt the slight pain at his fingertips, and immediately left in a blink of an eye. The place where he was standing shook for an instant, the air roared, the sand and soil cracked, and then became uneven.

He rubbed his fingertips and slowly spread them out. There was rare bright red blood on his index finger and thumb.

He was definitely feeling the man's spiritual pressure again, but it was still the same as before. He was human, and very weak, about the same as Killian's spiritual pressure.

why.

"Your opponent is me." Senju Hashirama protested, why did he sneak attack Qianqiu.

"Hello, humans of unknown origin." The superficial scars on his fingers quickly recovered under the influence of spiritual pressure, and there was still a gentle smile on his cheeks, "I am Aizen Sosuke."

The extremely tall man stood at the origin point of the shock and was completely unaffected. The naginata base rested on the sand, and his smile was bold and full of shock: "I am Whitebeard, Edward Newgate."