One Piece: The Way of the Swordsman

At this time, ‘Ink Blood’ obviously absorbed the advantages of Tiger Che after devouring the essence of Tiger Che, and the sword blades on both sides were full of sharp feelings.

Di Mu plucked a hair from his head, held the ‘ink blood’ in front of him, and the blade of the sword was facing upward, and immediately the hair fell towards the sword peak.

It’s just the faint falling force of the hair itself, when the hair touches the ‘ink blood’ blade, no, it should be said that it is still a few millimeters apart, the hair suddenly breaks in half on its own.

“It seems that cutting people should be more smooth in the future!” Seeing the result, Di Mu suddenly grinned.

If the ‘ink blood’ after swallowing the autumn water is a top-level good fast knife, then now it has swallowed the tiger cheek, and the ‘ink blood’ is stepping on the level of the big fast knife, and the quality has been greatly improved again.

Every time Di Mu slashes someone with ‘ink blood’, the spirituality of ‘ink blood’ as a demon knife will be improved, and now, even if the quality of ‘ink blood’ reaches the level of the big knife, it is only barely the same as the spirituality of ‘ink blood’.

“You still have to find a few famous knives to feed ‘ink blood’, well, there are, don’t there exactly two famous knives in Rogue Town, although it is only a good knife, but it can also make ‘ink blood’ have a full meal!” Di Mu touched his chin, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

Instead, he thought of the snow walk and the three generations of Oni Toru obtained in a weapons shop in Rogue Town, where Solon was in the original book.

Although the thought of letting ‘ink blood’ devour a good fast knife is definitely not as good as the big fast knife, but it is better than nothing, quantitative change can also cause qualitative change, right?

As for what to do with the snatching of the snow away and the third generation of ghosts Che Solon, Di Mu can only say… Shut me up.

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Under the powerful power system of the Dragon Chopper, Di Mu quickly walked towards the windless belt, and almost at the same time, Aldrich, who was stunned by his murderous aura, was also sent back to Mary Joa.

At this time, what happened at the auction had been learned by the World Government and the Navy headquarters, but just as Di Mu was not rounded up by the Navy in the Chambord Islands, the World Government chose to remain silent after learning about the situation.

Even the Warring States, who had always wanted to deprive Di Mu of the title of Qiwuhai, were silent in this incident.

Not only does the Warring States know that Di Mu is a madman, but if Di Mu is stripped of the title of Seven Martial Sea because of the Draco, Di Mu will definitely not swallow his anger, and will launch a hundred percent crazy retaliation, and the world government is equally clear.

“Dad, you must avenge me, a pariah actually caused me such shame, even if it is for the authority of our Draco, you must kill that Dark Sword Hao!” In a noble and luxurious palace in the Holy Land of Mary Joa, Aldrich burst into tears and cried to an old man opposite.

“Shut up for me!” The old man’s clothing and bubble hood were enough to prove that he was also a Draco, and after seeing his son’s unbearable appearance, he immediately rebuked in disgust.

If the other party was not his son, he would have shot the other party a long time ago, not only embarrassing, but also had no brains at all.

The old man, named Douglas, was not only Aldrich’s father, but also the patriarch of the August family among the eighteen Draco families of Mary Joa.

Although they are all Draco families, there is also a difference in strength and weakness, and the August family can only barely be in the middle and lower reaches of the remaining eighteen Draco families today.

The family is almost always falling to the bottom of the Draco family, which has already made Douglas very gloomy, and now his son’s idiotic behavior makes him even more irritated.

He already knew what happened to Aldrich, and he now wondered if the other party was his son, how could he be stupid to this extent.

Don’t look at Draco seems to despise everything, calling everyone except Draco untouchables, but He has ever seen a Draco who will call a naval general a pariah in person, not to mention a general, even if it is a vice admiral of the navy, Draco rarely insults for no reason.

In the eyes of the outside world, Draco people are full of fat brains, mindless, like idiots, but how can this really be the case.

If the Draco really didn’t have a little brain, then even if they really mastered some kind of power that could threaten the world, they would definitely be able to play Draco to death with the means of the five old stars, and even seize that power.

But until now, for eight hundred years, Draco has been firmly above the world government, and everything can be seen from here.

Perhaps there are indeed many people in Draco who really have no brains, but these people are usually just outcasts, and those who really hold the core power are always those who are reasonable and intelligent Draco.

Douglas is a smart man, relying on his own efforts, although the family is at the bottom, he has succeeded in squeezing into the core of Draco.

Although he also can’t look at anyone other than Draco, he will only hide in the secret and will never show it.

On the surface, whether it is to let the world government or the navy continue to serve their Draco, Douglas will not do such a brainless thing as insults, at least his posture will be full.

Just like this time, if it is only Di Mu alone, then Douglas can also operate, remove Di Mu from the ranks of the Seven Martial Seas, and then strike.

But the bad thing is that his son actually insulted all the Qiwu Sea, and as a result, just like now, the world government kept silent, and several family patriarchs in the top few sent people to warn themselves, let themselves discipline their sons well, otherwise they would remove themselves from the core.

Douglas’s angry rebuke startled Aldrich, and he looked at his father in a panic, seemingly not expecting that his complaint would anger his father.

“You remember for me, this time the matter is over, it’s right that you are my son, but if you dare to talk nonsense outside in the future, I don’t mind locking you up with those slaves!” Douglas said with a gloomy face.