Pirates: This Navy is Super Justice

Doug pulled out Shura and said loudly: "Boy, I already know the general idea of ​​your problem."

Having said this, Doug solemnly said: "If you want to change the current situation, take a stab at me! Use all your strength to take a stab at me! As long as you are still alive, you should be able to feel that breath."

After saying that, Doug laughed and looked at Frey, waiting for his answer.

Frey was silent, he was a little at a loss now.

This Doug must have been itching to find someone to fight before, but now that he said that this knife might kill him, Frey guessed that the other party was not joking.

He knew his situation, and he didn't rely much on the knife. More, he wanted to use it to strengthen himself.

But perhaps due to the influence of qualifications, I have never been able to reach that threshold. This has been the case for three years.

The old man in front of him now wanted to help him, but he had to risk his own life. To be honest, Frey was unwilling.

But if you don't understand Zhan Tie, then you can only be considered a skilled swordsman and cannot become a true swordsman.

No matter how much experience and knowledge he absorbs in the future, he still cannot compare with a real swordsman.

Frey took a deep breath and let it out again to calm down.

He took out Zhangui and stroked it carefully.

Then he held the knife in both hands, glanced at Doug, and said, "Senior, come on!"

"Boy, remember, trust your knife, it is more than just a tool."

"Be careful!"

In Frey's eyes, the old man in front of him no longer hides his true power.

A trace of black aura appeared in his right hand, winding towards Black Knife Shura.

I don't know why, even though Shura has not changed at all, Frey can feel that one man and one sword are in perfect harmony at this moment.

"Although I was not a pirate when I was young, I still used Shura to kill everyone."

"Now that I am old, my strength has declined, but I have never given up my sword skills."

"Feel him, then fight back with your knife!"

"Shura's tactics."

"Xiu! Luo! Kill~!!"

Doug raised Shura in a weird posture, but a terrifying momentum burst out.

The blood-red killing intent turned into reality, sweeping in all directions layer by layer.

A flying bird passed by unexpectedly, feeling the blood-red killing intent, its whole body became stiff, and it fell straight down.

A few hundred meters away, a mouse passed by. Influenced by the murderous intention, it was frightened to death.

Ryder was influenced by Frey Zhanyou, and he was still immersed in his own world and constantly blaming himself.

But suddenly, he was awakened by Doug's murderous aura.

If you get too close, you will not be physically restored, but will be plunged into a more horrific killing scene.

His eyes turned red and he was shouting kill kill kill. Ryder was once again lost in his own world, struggling hard.

If anyone can still remain normal in this area, it must be Frey.

However, he was also sweating profusely at this moment, and the wounds that he had suppressed before burst out because Frey could not fully control his body at this time, and blood lines emerged from the wounds.

Frey only felt that he was surrounded by blood and couldn't move.

Vaguely, only Doug's blurry figure could be seen in front of him.

"This is his true strength!"

Frey had never heard of such a strong person among pirates in the original work.

This kind of strength also has the twenty-one skills of the Great Sharp Sword. If you guessed correctly, Shura, the black sword, was also trained by him. He would not admit his mistake in the color of his weapon just now.

"Sure enough, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in this world!"

Just like the world recruitment two years after Luffy went to sea in the original work, the navy was stunned to accept two monster-level strongmen, Teng Hu and Green Bull.

It can be seen that the water in this world is deep. The one in front of him is one of the hidden powerful dragons. Frey has seen it.

"Boy, can you still hear me?"

Suddenly, the blurry shadow in front of Frey spoke, and it was Doug who spoke.

Without waiting for Frey to answer, Doug continued: "Not bad, then, here I come."

Doug said it calmly, but Shura holding it up was not like that.

In Frey's eyes, the bloody blade that had turned red for some reason was slashing towards him bit by bit, but he could only watch helplessly.

Feeling the intense danger approaching, Frey began to struggle.

He exerted all his strength and kept trembling. He found that his proud and powerful body was still unable to move.

And with all his strength, he could only move his right hand slightly.

The red blood blade seemed to be very slow, but also seemed to be very fast. The moment Frey was thinking, it came to him.

The strong sharp breath scratched Frey's black hair, and he could feel a cut on his forehead.

Frey wanted to move, but he could only watch as the bloody blade occupied his eyes, as if he was about to cut it in half and split it into two pieces.

At this moment, Frey seemed to feel death coming.

In a daze, Frey seemed to see himself in his previous life, an ordinary person in society who lived a pretty good life.

In a daze, he seemed to see the figure holding his hands before death. The shadow had gradually blurred, but Frey knew who that person was.

"I'm here to accompany you." Frey suddenly said to the figure with a smile.

But I saw the figure's mouth moving and opening slightly, but there was no sound.

Pfft!

Blood spurted from Frey's forehead, and the pain temporarily brought him back to reality.

Looking at the bloody blade that had touched him, Frey seemed to hear a voice in his ears.

"To live, a person must live well."

"dad!"

Frey shouted unconsciously.

"I know, I will survive, I will survive!!"

He tightened his only right hand that could still move and held on to Zhan Gui.

Frey knew that now that his body was unable to move, he could only use his only right hand that could still move, his own knife.

"I won't die in a place like this! Who do you think I am!!"

Frey roared, veins bursting all over his body, the moment the bloody blade touched the tip of his nose.

He found that the world seemed to have changed.

The air flow, the faint sound of breathing, and the white threads wrapping around him everywhere.

Frey felt all the air flow converging on the Demon Slayer in his hand, rushing towards it, and then covering his body.

The ubiquitous white awn silk threads were dispersed by the air current, and what followed was an extremely transparent light in front of them.

Foreto moved to slay the ghost and combined all his strength to deliver the strongest attack he had ever done.

"Cut! Star~!!"

With a swing of the sword, the blue slash rushed upward, breaking the clouds above and breaking the murderous aura covering the place.

Ryder woke up as a result, but before he could open his eyes, the huge air wave formed in the aftermath of the slash blew him to the side of the trees, hit him in the back of the head, and then he fainted.

The air wave spread to the surroundings, but the slash did not. Frey's knife actually flew towards Doge who was holding Shura.

"Good come!"

When Doug saw this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed. Good boy, you didn't disappoint me. This sword was definitely not something that Frey, who had not yet learned how to cut iron, could use.

"In this case, let me try your quality."

The armed domineering energy entangled Shura, and he slashed out with one strike, striking together with Frey's Star-Slashing Sword energy.

"when!"

The power of this slash was beyond Doug's imagination, and it was extremely difficult for him to deal with it.

"But that's all!"

Right arm muscles bulge.

"Shura Slash!"

The blood-red slash flew out from the Shura blade and merged with Frey's Star Slasher.

After a while, the two terrifying slashes canceled each other out.

Doug took a deep breath, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his face.

"It seems that I am indeed getting old."

Brushing away the sweat, I couldn't help but shake my head and laugh at myself.

Looking towards Frey, he found that he had fallen down.

He walked over to Frey and did a general inspection.

"Hmm, it's just a loss of strength. It seems that I haven't gotten used to it after using it for the first time."

He turned to look at his nephew and wanted to ask him to carry Frey on his back to simply treat the stab wound on his body, but found that he had fainted.

"Oh!" Doug sighed.

He picked up Frey, put away the ghost slayer, walked to Ryder, picked him up, and headed towards the place where he lived.