Pirate: I, Roger's son, nine-year-old admiral!

Swish!

It was as if the ethereal figure and skirt had descended into the world, and the bright green sword light simply dazzled everyone. For a moment, no one even noticed that this skirt seemed to come from heaven. What kind of murderous intent and terrifying power is hidden!

"How can this be so fast!?"

Katakuri, whose body was still in the air, definitely had a good chance to experience the power of this skirt, because he made the quickest decision and stretched out his arms to the other side of the mountain. On the wall, when he was about to dodge away, the sword light on the ground, as ethereal as running water, enveloped him at the speed of lightning!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

In an instant, the dense sword light cut out bright red blood marks one after another on Katakuri's body. Even though Katakuri possesses an extraordinary level of cognizant domineering, under this inexplicable situation, It can't be used at all, and there is no way to use it to dodge in advance!

Blood marks appeared one after another, and the domineering energy contained in them penetrated into Katakuri's skin instantly, detonating all the nerves in his body in an instant, and waves of pain crazily overwhelmed Katakuri like a wave. consciousness!

"Damn it..."

Katakuri gritted his teeth, struggling to keep his consciousness clear amidst the waves of pain, one after another, and one after another at the same time, while controlling the things contained in his body. The armed color and overlord color that were barely used were all released from his pores, quickly covering every piece of skin on his body.

Klang clang clang!

The sound of metal friction sounded one after another. In the waltz of the goddess's skirt, Katakuri kept his consciousness clear and kept his whole body under the protection of domineering!

The powerful armed color and the overlord color are mixed together, and the black iron color has a hint of dark red light, wrapping his whole body in a ball of impregnable defense!

however……

Katakuri breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and was just about to think about whether to simply accept the blow or take this opportunity to directly distance himself. But at this moment, he no longer had time to talk to him. Don’t worry about what to do next, because...

Click click!

The moment he was relieved, the net of sword light, which seemed to be as soft and delicate as the hem of a skirt, once again unhurriedly swept over Katakuri's almost absolutely solid defense. The moment the two came into contact, the black iron domineering armor that was supposed to be as hard as steel suddenly cracked with tiny cracks!

"how is this possible!?"

The sharp pain that had subsided a little just now surged out again in an instant. The severe and unbearable pain traveled along the nerves at all levels, from the skin to the muscles, up to the musculoskeleton, and merged into the spinal cord. Retrograde into his brain, it was like turning into a terrifying insect that only eats people without spitting out bones, gnawing at his brain crazily!

And this is just the beginning!

Those densely intertwined sword lights are obviously as weak as water waves, but it is because of this wave-like random vibration that it also gives this sword light an almost random cutting ability!

Every second, as the hem of the skirt swayed, countless rays of sword light would emit random and violent vibrations, and during these vibrations, terrifying cutting force spread crazily from the hem of the skirt. Every time the sword light brushes against Katakuri's steel-like body, there will be thousands or tens of thousands of slashes hitting the same place crazily from all angles!

The most important thing is that Katakuri's domineering power is nothing compared to the Ig who lives in Basshead!

Therefore, every vibration of the water wave sword light was equivalent to cutting Katakuri's body countless times. The skin and body, which were originally as solid as marble and steel, suddenly eroded into pieces like chopped tofu. group!

Click click!

The crazy sound of steel shattering sounded densely one after another on Katakuri's body. For a moment, pieces of domineering armor fell from the surface of Katakuri's skin like fallen leaves. His body is peeling off quickly!

Whirring whirring!

The bass head waved again, and an invisible strong wind blew up in the sky instantly. In just a few seconds, the entire skirt was gently blown away. The finely intertwined sword lights were also there. Dispersed quietly in the wind.

Ethereal and invisible.

Snapped!

Just after the sword-light net like the skirt of the goddess disappeared, the sky, which had become quite gloomy and dark due to the domineering power of the two people, returned to normal after a few seconds. Then, a heavy object hit the ground. The sound suddenly rang in everyone's ears, like a heavy hammer in the dark, and the sound of "Boom!" woke everyone up.

It was only then that everyone finally came back to their senses from the darkness that filled the sky just now.

There is no way, the "God's Skirt" formed by the intertwining sword lights just now is so beautiful, so beautiful that everyone recalls those things that they have either seen with their own eyes or seen in photos, those things that only exist in the polar regions. Wonderful aurora in the freezing night!

At the moment, the wonderful aurora dissipated from an invisible strong wind, and everyone finally woke up from the soul-stirring beauty and returned their somewhat dejected gaze to the square.

It doesn't matter, everyone, everyone, whether it's the surrounding fishmen residents, the pirate minions, or the fishman minister sitting on the high platform, King Neptune, or even Black Mask, Quinn and even Jinbei, who had always been quite confident about Igo, almost had their eyes popped out!

At this moment, in the huge square, Bass Head, that thin Bass Head, was still standing there as if nothing had happened, swinging the sword in his hand repeatedly in boredom, and a dozen meters opposite him, known as Katakuri, who was a "naturally perfect warrior", was lying there with his back stretched out!

"Is this... Lord Yige's strength... already so terrifying?"

Jinbei stared at everything in the field and muttered.

"So……"

Basshead lowered his head and played with the sword in his hand. His eyes were as sharp as lightning. He glanced at Black Mask and Quinn, who were the only ones left on the high platform, and chuckled.

"Who is next?"