My self-confidence in iron block fans as I travel through One Piece

shhhhhh! ! !

The sonic boom tore through the eardrums, and the four bullets shot past Sadie's eyebrows, throat, heart, and lower body in a blink of an eye. They were as fast as lightning.

But with a burst of clanging sound, four bullets entwined with Haki fell to the ground.

Sass's curly blond hair was hanging down, and he was still wearing the SM attire that made him happy. He was holding a sea tower stone trident and looking at Fan Oka on the broken wall not far away. The corners of his mouth were curled up with contempt in his eyes.

What about tickling her again?

No feeling at all.

"It's obviously all hit."

Fan Oka's expression darkened, the muzzle of the gun was still smoking, and he stared at the four vital parts of Sadie's eyebrows. He was very sure that he had hit the target.

But why doesn't it work?

What the hell is this woman's defense?

Fan Oka was very confident in his sniper skills. In order to kill him immediately, the bullets were wrapped with Haki, but the result made him greatly disappointed.

boom--

The explosion on the broken wall disappeared, and a large amount of dust spread. Sadie also launched an attack, but Fan Oka had already teleported ten meters away.

He is the teleporter who ate the teleportation fruit. It is impossible to kill him.

Ding ding ding.

Fan Oka raised his hand to grab again, but Sadie just ignored it and rushed over, letting the bullets hit his body. He really didn't feel any pain or itching.

As Wilton rebuilt the iron block, she was the only one left in the world with an indestructible body.

Don't say it's Fan Oka.

Even if Kaido and Big Mom come, Sadie will not be able to break through the defense if he stands and attacks them, but Van Oka can teleport within a certain range.

This resulted in one having absolute defense and the other having absolute speed. They both felt disgusted with each other and neither could do anything to the other.

slowly.

The two of them started to stare at each other.

"Devil Sheriff Lafitte."

"Iron Brother Gibbin."

Here.

Kibin's opponent was Lafitte. The two sides exchanged blows as soon as they came up. Instead of continuing the battle, Lafitte opened the distance.

At this time, a pair of white wings sprouted from Lafitte's back, and he stared at Kibin's funny face with some seriousness.

He just slashed the opponent with his sword, and the hardness from the feedback felt like it was struck on a diamond. He could see clearly that the opponent did not use the weapon color.

It seems to be the inherent hardness of the body.

Oh shit.

What's going on with these guys in the G-8 branch? They're all so tough. Are they effective? No wonder he is known as the Iron Nugget Brother, he is obviously on par with the toughest man in the world.

If he fights in close quarters, he will suffer a lot.

The opponent's current sword attack was deliberately exposing a flaw. If he hadn't been vigilant, he might have been tricked.

Kibin used Shao to disappear and took the initiative to attack.

The iron block bulges, and the diamond body causes the defense power to rise sharply. He can completely ignore Lafitte's attack and perform brainless output.

For a moment, Lafitte was confused by this fearless fighting style.

Who knows?

This man didn't even defend himself, he just responded to him with all his energy, and his excited thoughts were written all over his face.

Lafitte seemed to see the shadow of the toughest man in the world in this man. He heard that Wilton fought so brainlessly in the early days.

From the moment they came up, they were rushing to die together.

to be frank.

This style of play makes Lafitte feel suffocated, because if he is not careful, he will be taken away by a wave, and his defense is not that outrageous.

"The Drunkard's Fire."

On a ruined street somewhere, a pillar of flame washed out, bombarding the ground along the way, but the next second a bright slash separated the pillar of fire.

Penn held a huge sword in his hand, exuding fierce sword power.

"Shipbreaker."

Choate was drunkenly swaying from side to side. It looked like he was very drunk. His blurred eyes were full of fear for Penn. The opponent had just received the slash and already looked like a great swordsman.

The opponent's defense is also very unusual.

"Big Wine Basque Choate, you will all get justice today."

T. Penn looked at Choate, who was wearing a clown hat, a big sausage nose and carrying a large wine bottle, with a solemn expression.

As soon as the words fell.

Penn leaned forward and thrust forward like a sharp sword. He was in front of Choate in the blink of an eye, which sent a chill down his back.

The bright sword light flashed away, and the street was divided into two halves.

"asshole."

Choate climbed up from the rubble in embarrassment. If he hadn't been able to hide quickly, he might have been split in half.

"The Right-Angle Bird, Penn's Big Bird."

Without giving Choate a chance to breathe, Penn held the sword tightly with both hands and swung out a right-angled sword wave. The front end of the slash formed the shape of a bird's head.

The air tore rapidly and exploded.

Danger.

Extremely dangerous.

Choate immediately spat out a large amount of alcohol bubbles from his mouth to block it. He didn't know why, but after colliding with the bird's head chop, a series of explosions occurred.

Until the cutting power is completely wiped out.

"Wine pond and meat forest."

Choate was not suppressed blindly. He found the right opportunity to use the ability of the wine fruit, filling the air with a radius of 100 meters with the smell of super high alcohol.

The longer T Penn stays in this area, the greater the chance of getting drunk.

Choate did not fight with Penn head-on, but kept delaying, because the longer he delayed, the more beneficial it was to him.

But Peng En is not stupid. You must know that he is a swordsman, and he will even become a great swordsman if given a while, and the color of his armor can resist the smell of alcohol to a certain extent.

Therefore, Penn can completely attack from a distance or make unexpected thrusts, and overall he can suppress Choate.

Swah——

A hilltop was split in half, and Xi Liu walked out of it blowing smoke rings, holding the famous Leiyu sword in his hand. Looking at Xiu En who was forcibly resisting his blow, his eyes were full of danger and cruelty.

"You are no match for me."

Shiliu is very confident.

He didn't even pay attention to a mere lieutenant general. There was only one person on the scene who could be his opponent, and that was Wilton, the toughest man in the world.

"How will you know if you don't try."

Xiu En knew about Yu Zhiliu.

The former warden of the Deep Sea Prison, but unfortunately imprisoned for brutal murder, now became the captain of the No. 2 ship of the Blackbeard Pirates.

"Humph."

Shiliu snorted coldly, glanced at the fighting in other directions, and made up his mind to deal with Xiu En this morning, and then go to measure Wilton's strength.

An afterimage is left in place.

Xi Liu appeared in front of Xiu En in an instant. Holding the famous sword Leiyu in his right hand, he went straight to Xiu En's neck. In his eyes, Xiu En was already dead.

"I was underestimated."

"What a pity for this famous sword."

Xiu En was not in a hurry, his armed domineering aura covered his neck, and with his diamond body, he could completely ignore Shiliu's move.

Clang! ! !