The strongest pirate traveler

"Whitebeard, I didn't expect that you would die so early, right?"

Good, Miyamoto Musashi smiled.

Whitebeard got down and said, "It's just a bigger piece of garbage, nothing to jump about."

Good, Miyamoto Musashi hummed, "Old guy with white beard, I will make you a dead soul under my sword. I have been waiting for this day for a long time."

The two swords struck out with invincible power. Good, Miyamoto Musashi said, "I have never been defeated in my life, but just over ten years ago, you defeated me, so I want revenge today."

Whitebeard moved the pheasant knife in his hand and pointed it directly at the two swords. "I have experienced too many battles, but not every unknown person can remember them."

This kind of battle between strong men directly affected a large area, and everyone was knocked away from the area. Only a few strong men looked past the fluctuations.

The two people at the center of the battle were fine, but it was obvious that Whitebeard had a greater chance of winning.

The pheasant knife in his hand suppressed Goode, and the two knives in Miyamoto Musashi's hand held him tightly, preventing him from making any progress.

Whitebeard said, "If you dare to compete with me with this little strength, go home and practice for a few years!"

Good, Miyamoto Musashi said with a red face, "Whitebeard, don't get too proud too soon, I will kill you with my own hands."

boom.

A white halo of light appeared on the pheasant knife, and it shook. Goode and Miyamoto Musashi were shaken down hard.

Just as he was attacking again, a guy also holding two swords stabbed Goode and Miyamoto Musashi out of reach.

Foil Bista appeared in front of him and said, "You are no match for dad, just let me meet you."

Good, Miyamoto Musashi said angrily, "You alone are not enough, you will die."

Then add me, Marco, who was resurrected from the dead, kicked Goode and Miyamoto Musashi on the waist, sending him flying away.

Goode and Miyamoto Musashi clenched their swords and attacked the two of them heavily.

On the main ship, Whitebeard looked at Warring States on the execution platform with a half-smile.

He jumped out and flew towards the battlefield.

Warring States, who was on the execution platform, immediately picked up the phone and said, "Attention, everyone, the strongest man in the world has taken action."

Zefa beside him opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time and murmured to himself, "Finally, Whitebeard."

boom!

Zefa also jumped out and threw out the robot hand in his hand, attacking directly in the direction of Whitebeard.

Whitebeard glanced at Zefa and said, "Old friend, long time no see. If I remember clearly, it seems that we haven't interacted with each other in more than ten years. It's really nostalgic!"

Zefa punched and said, "That's right! I didn't expect you to live for so long."

The two great men of the same era came head-to-head. Unfortunately, Whitebeard was still better. After all, Zefa had not made a move for who knows how long.

"Whitebeard, you are getting old too. This era is now the era of young people."

Zefa said.

Whitebeard laughed loudly, "Old Zephyr, you really don't disappoint. I heard that many people in the navy became talented under your care."

Zefa smiled and said, "It's just that I have nothing to do in my old age. It seems that my body is really failing."

Whitebeard smiled, and kept slashing Zefa with the pheasant knife in his hand. This was a one-on-one fight, so he was not prepared to use the power of the devil fruit.

However, after fighting for a long time, Zefa's strength has been weakened a lot.