Pirate's Dream Master

Garp didn't have time to think for too long, and the enemy wouldn't give him time to think.

boom

The mighty sword light flying down from the sky was like a sea of ​​sword light, which was like a drizzle in the season of falling flowers, falling one after another.

Garp and Zefa did not choose to escape the area enveloped by the sword rain at the first time. Instead, they instantly transformed into two obsidian statues, grinning and catching all the sword light as thin as ox hair.

They would rather take Roy's attack head-on than run away. Naturally, they have suffered losses in this regard. Once the two of them cannot maintain their formation and expose their backs to the enemy, what awaits them will be a violent storm. violent attack.

"Phew, this guy is really strong."

Listening to the increasingly rapid breathing behind him, Garp knew that he could no longer wait and had to create an opportunity himself.

However, it's okay for him to fight, but thinking about strategies has never been relevant to him. In the past, these things were left to the Warring States Period to consider, and he only had to be responsible and reckless.

"Warring States" When he thought of Warring States who had died in the battle, Garp felt that his heart seemed to be clenched tightly, and it was so heavy that it was difficult to breathe. "Wait, Warring States, I couldn't think of any good strategies anyway, so I simply followed Warring States." If it succeeds, it will be a comfort to him."

Thinking of this, Garp stopped maintaining a defensive formation and took the initiative, shouting to the sky, "Damn it, I've had enough of the bastard nightmare, don't you want to kill me? Do you have the guts to stand up and fight me to the death now?"

"Garp, you" Zefa's eyes widened. He had no doubts about Garp's true character, but felt depressed in his heart. Perhaps, the Navy's destruction was really irreversible.

"Since you want to die, I will naturally not refuse." Roy's figure floated over, and the long sword in his hand bloomed with colorful dreamy light.

"It's you who deserve the damn right." Garp burst out with infinite momentum and rushed towards him without dodging.

boom

Violent air waves swept around, and the clouds were brutally torn apart.

Without any surprise, Garp was slashed away with a sword, blood gushing from his mouth. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It was really too much to fight against such a monster with one person.

But Roy's footsteps didn't stop for a moment. In a flash, he caught up with Garp who was "flying upside down" and appeared above him. He pointed the long sword in his hand at Garp's heart and prepared to stab him with it. Down.

Garp took the moon step, and did not choose to escape, but took the initiative to send his body up. The long sword came out from behind, and blood poured out. However, he did not stop his steps, but allowed the long sword to come out from behind. The penetrated part became longer and longer, and finally he hugged Roy, locked the man tightly, and shouted with a ferocious look: "Hurry up"

Roy struggled fiercely, but found that Garp's arms hugged him tightly, and it was difficult to break free for a while.

"Hey, do you navy guys like to play this trick?"

Garp did not answer, but continued to yell: "Hurry up"

Kizaru instantly appeared behind Roy, with a look of unbearable expression on his face. It was not until Garp urged him repeatedly that he took the hilt of the ice sword, pointed it at Roy's heart and stabbed him with the sword.

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The blade of the Seven-Star Sword instantly penetrated Roy Karp and the two of them, as if they were being skewered, and they were picked up on the long sword.

"Ah" the sharp pain that tore apart his soul hit him. Garp couldn't help but roar in pain, but with a faint smile on his lips, he said with pain and happiness: "Now, can your fruit ability still work? If you can’t, why not go to hell with me?”

"Innocent"

The cold words came out of Roy's mouth, and Garp couldn't help but frown. There was no pain in this guy's words. Could it be that he could even endure this level of pain, or should he?

"Kizaru, run quickly." Garp felt more and more something was wrong. His action this time was so smooth. Now that he thought about it, how could a monster like Nightmare make the same mistakes consecutively in such a short period of time.

In fact, there was no need for him to say more. Kizaru, who was always cautious and meticulous, had already noticed something was wrong. The aura of the nightmare did not weaken at all, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

Of course