Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

Roger's pirates fled very quickly, which means that this was not the first time they had fled in such a hurry.

In a blink of an eye, the Oro Jackson had raised its sails and rushed out of the inner sea of ​​Fishman Island at a very fast speed.

Along the way, the crew of Roger's pirates kept jumping on the deck and greeted each other with laughter.

"Boys! We are setting sail again!!"

Roger rubbed the bruises and wounds on his face with a grin, and waved the famous sword in his hand with laughter.

"Roar!!"

Everyone cheered in unison, immersed in a joyful scene.

"Is it too good to think that you can run away like this?"

Just then, a cold and hoarse voice came from far behind them, making the smiles on their faces freeze.

"Speed ​​up!"

Rayleigh's face changed slightly, urging the helmsman to speed up.

Everyone turned their heads to look at the voice, their faces suddenly became solemn, and someone couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Can he still stand up?"

In the desolate and mottled ruins, a tall and upright figure stood up in the thick smoke.

His body was covered with blood and crisscrossing scars, looking like a devil from hell.

The dark breath representing the devil's form faded from the surface of his body bit by bit, revealing the navy vice admiral who was breathing heavily.

"It really hurts... It's worthy of being the 'Pluto' Rayleigh."

A burst of burning pain came from his back, making Darren couldn't help but tighten his eyebrows, and his face became paler.

Rayleigh's strength had already entered the level of general emperor, even compared with Roger.

Such a sneak attack, and the time chosen was the moment when he and Roger were fighting and stalemate, it was simply impossible to defend against.

If it weren't for the double protection of "Indestructible Body" and Devil Form, the knife wrapped with Domineering Haki would be enough to easily cut him in half.

Thinking of this, Darren raised his eyes, seemingly casually glanced at the Roger Pirates who were constantly moving away, and suddenly raised his lips, revealing his bloody white teeth... and smiled grimly!

"Damn... Fire! Bombard!!"

Glancing at Darren's sinister eyes, the hearts of the Roger Pirates on the deck suddenly jumped wildly, and somehow a piercing chill came out of their hearts. Buggy couldn't help but roared with a pale face.

That kind of vicious eyes, as if being stared at by a ghost, made people shudder!

At this moment, everyone remembered one thing in their hearts.

"King of the North Sea" Rogers Darren... is a guy who will take revenge for any slight!

There was a sudden roar of gunfire on the Oro Jackson, and black shells whizzed out, falling towards the vice admiral like a rainstorm.

Boom!

The shells exploded in the body and surroundings of the vice admiral, and raging flames suddenly appeared on the ground, and billowing black smoke surged up.

In the swaying sea of ​​fire and black smoke, the demon-like figure did not move at all.

With their vision blocked, the people of Roger's Pirates could only vaguely see the distorted figure, and slowly made a move.

He raised his right hand.

Rayleigh's pupils shrank, as if he thought of something, his eyes were bloodshot, and he subconsciously grasped the handle of the knife hanging on his waist with one hand, and shouted coldly:

"His slash is coming!"

After the voice fell, the people of Roger's Pirates were stunned at first.

Slash?

What slash?

Wait... Could it be...

Their faces changed immediately.

Kozuki Oden, who was seriously injured and unable to move and could only be carried to the deck, had red eyes.

"Go, Sakura-ten."

The indifferent voice came from the sea of ​​fire.

Swish!

The next moment, it seemed as if there were falling cherry blossoms flying in the void, like a dream.

The sea of ​​fire was cut open,

The thick smoke was cut open,

The air was cut open,

The earth and all the buildings and other obstacles on the flight path were cut open in an instant,

Everything was cut open!

The famous sword dragged the electromagnetic propulsion force wave, and at an unstoppable speed, it instantly crossed a distance of thousands of meters.

"Let me do it!"

A chic figure suddenly appeared at the bow, with black hair tied into a handsome high ponytail and a headscarf on his head.

He held a shining battle axe in each hand, interlaced and overlapped, and hit the famous sword head-on with a brave attitude!

Boom!

A dull roar was heard, and Jabba seemed to be hit head-on by a Demon Slayer warship traveling at the highest speed. His eyelids twitched wildly and his body slid back a full ten meters.

The surging impact force spread out,

Everyone only felt the hull under their feet shaking violently, and they could not stand steadily.

At this time, they finallyI saw clearly what Jabba had stopped!

A knife!

The sword of the legendary pirate, Golden Lion Shiki!

Shanks and Buggy both took a breath of cold air.

The navy was so badly injured that he couldn't move, but he still had such a terrifying attack method!

A drop of cold sweat slid down Jabba's forehead. He pursed his lips uneasily and felt the palms of his hands were numb.

"As expected of the third person in Roger's pirate group..."

Before everyone could rejoice, the ghost-like voice sounded again.

"So, what about the second knife?"

Swish!

The sharp sword light broke through the air again, and wherever it passed, all life seemed to be cut off and fell into withering!

One of the famous swords of the Golden Lion... Deadwood!

"Damn it!"

Pluto Rayleigh cursed inwardly and drew his sword to meet it.

This navy kid is really too difficult to deal with.

The attack methods are complex and varied, and the physical defense is indestructible... I really can't imagine who can kill him in a single fight on this sea.

But he had to take action.

Anyone can see that the target of the insidious navy kid is not the people on their ship, but the Oro Jackson!

The silver-white long sword clanged out of the sheath, dragging black and red lightning, and accurately cut the sword light that was rushing towards him.

Clang! !

Sparks flew, and the dead tree was chopped away by Rayleigh's sword.

He landed with a slight breath, gritted his teeth and urged:

"Use that, don't drag it down!"

Everyone was stunned. This was the first time they saw the calm and rational deputy captain Rayleigh show such a nervous expression.

But the next second they knew the reason.

Because they didn't know when, a solemn, cold, suffocating terrifying murderous intent suddenly enveloped all of them.

The air around them seemed to become stagnant and stopped flowing at this moment.

All the members of Roger's pirate group subconsciously stopped their movements, as if they were frozen in place, and the blood on their faces faded bit by bit.

"Hey, hey, hey... Could it be..." Shanks swallowed his saliva, his face turned pale, and he raised his head stiffly.

"This lunatic!! We are all going to die here!!"

Baki held his head with both hands and screamed in horror.

One after another,

The members of Roger's pirate group also noticed something, raised their heads in panic, and then felt like they were falling into an ice cellar.

In the reflection of their tightly contracted pupils,

A pitch-black and strange giant sword with swaying purple flame patterns hovered above the heads of Fishman Island.

The tip of the knife pointed directly at them.

Like the legendary sword of Damocles that symbolizes judgment and life and death.

"Shoot them..."

Kozuki Oden's face turned pale in an instant.

"...Yan Mo."

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