Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

The dark light was dancing, and the purple flames were like flowers, emitting a domineering and cold edge.

Only then did everyone finally see the appearance of the knife.

The twenty-first great sword, the "destroyer of hell" Yan Mo!

Tick-tick...

Kozuki Oden's eyes were filled with ferocious bloodshot, staring at the trembling demon sword in front of him.

The sharp edge of the blade cut his palm, and half of the tip of the blade was inserted into the flesh on his chest, and blood oozed out.

"Mr. Oden..."

Looking at the thin and desolate figure with an empty sleeve on one shoulder, Shanks's expression was extremely complicated, and a touch of sadness appeared in his heart.

Since the last time he suffered a disastrous defeat in the battle with the navy on Fishman Island, Mr. Oden has completely changed.

The high-spirited and heroic look in his eyes disappeared without a trace, replaced by drinking day and night to drown his sorrows, and getting drunk.

His eyes were dull, sometimes he cried loudly and sometimes laughed wildly. The few moments of clarity were when Captain Roger asked him to interpret the ancient texts in the historical text.

He no longer practiced swordsmanship.

What swords could he practice with?

Not only was Yan Mo taken away, but even the Tian Yu Yu Zhan, which was as famous as Yan Mo and could "cut through the sky", was taken away by that damn navy.

However, the other members of Roger's pirate group did not comfort or say anything, but just sighed in their hearts.

As a powerful two-sword warrior, he lost both swords and even one arm... This heavy blow is not something that ordinary people can bear.

Rayleigh also looked at Oden deeply, and then continued to concentrate on dealing with the sword lights that kept interspersing in the sky, without any time to care about anything else.

"Yanma..."

Kozuki Oden whispered softly, holding the trembling demon sword tightly.

A wisp of black and red armed color domineering lingered on his arm, trying to pass it to Yanma.

However, at the moment when Ryuo was about to touch Yanma, the demon sword suddenly resisted violently and trembled wildly.

Swish!

A large piece of blood exploded in the palm of his hand, and Kozuki Oden was in pain, and the demon sword in his hand had already escaped from his hand.

Then,

The four famous swords that kept shuttling and turned into sword shadows covering the Oro Jackson, and their movements were stagnant at the same time, as if they were very humanely staying in the sky for a short time.

As if "deeply overlooking" the Roger Pirates, they all screamed and turned into four streams of light and flew towards the depths of the island.

The suffocating sense of threat disappeared without a trace.

Bang!

Shanks and Buggy both fell to the ground at the same time, gasping for breath, their faces pale.

"Finally, I survived." Buggy murmured after surviving the disaster.

Shanks forced a smile and said:

"You can't die anyway, those four knives can't kill you."

"——How dare you say that!! I haven't settled accounts with you yet!!"

Buggy jumped up as if he was stung, grabbed Shanks' face with both hands, and gritted his teeth and said:

"You bastard, you actually used me to block the knife!?"

Shanks' face was twisted and deformed, but he smiled indifferently.

The others also sat on the deck with lingering fear, and their tense hearts and bodies gradually relaxed.

The threat and fear of being pierced by a knife at any time, and the long-term high tension, have almost exhausted their physical strength.

Rayleigh held the sword with one hand, panting slightly, and sweat on his forehead.

He looked up at the direction deep in the island, his eyes were solemn, and he suddenly sighed.

"Is it over..."

...

Deep in the jungle of the deserted island.

Two figures with fighting spirits were like roaring beasts, colliding wildly in the jungle, with waterfalls of knife light and explosive cyclones interweaving violently, and all obstacles were dismembered wherever they passed.

Looking down from the sky, the towering trees in the jungle collapsed on a large scale, and smoke and dust rose to the sky.

"Hahahaha!! Darren!! Come on!!"

Roger laughed wantonly, waving the long knife in his hand.

The knife light was like a waterfall, and dense black and red lightning intertwined and died.

"Roger!!"

Darren also laughed grimly, and he was covered in blood, but he went forward brazenly, with one hand as the domineering dragon claw and the other as the crushing iron fist, and the fist claw burst out with terrifying black lightning.

Boom! !

Another collision!

The surging air waves spread out, and all the trees and vegetation within a radius of hundreds of meters were lifted up like waves, and the purgatory-like wind swept every corner.

The long knife cut through the flesh and blood, cutting a blood groove deep enough to see the bone in Darren's side.

The iron fist smashed into the chest, and Roger's ribs made a bone-breaking sound.

The next second,

The two entangled like a meteor crashing downThe ground was plowed into a groove hundreds of meters long.

"Hahaha! So cool!"

Roger's eyes were filled with fighting spirit. His ribs were fractured and he felt a burning pain, but he ignored it. The long knife in his hand dripped blood.

The smoke and dust soon dissipated, and Roger was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.

"What is this?"

The collapsed palace was covered with blood, and corpses were scattered all over the place... Among them was a horrible corpse of a Celestial Dragon!

"I'll play with you here today, Roger."

Roger suddenly raised his head and his pupils shrank.

He saw the blood-stained figure of the Navy Vice Admiral flying into the sky, looking down at him from above, and smiling at him at this time.

"You bastard! Don't run! Our fight is not over yet!"

Roger roared angrily.

He was just starting to get excited about killing!

Darren grinned and ignored the guy again. His figure swooped down like a patrolling falcon.

The speed was so fast that it disappeared in the direction of the coast in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, near the coast.

Doflamingo, who was struggling to hold on under Jabba's attack, was now wounded and unstable.

Looking at Jabba who was rushing towards him again with a huge axe, blood oozed from his mouth and nose, and his consciousness began to become blurred.

"Let's end it like this, young man!!"

Jabba jumped high, and the blood-stained double axes reflected a cold light in the sun.

Suddenly-

A figure swooped down from the sky at an unimaginable speed and sank into the ground in an instant.

The shiny black military boots kicked out with great force, and the surging power was like a mountain collapse, and a whip kick hit the huge axe that fell in the air.

Clang! !

Boom! !

As the blast of air emanated, Jabba's face changed, and he stepped back a few steps.

The terrifying power transmitted from the double axes made him feel like he was wrestling with a giant warrior.

Before he could react,

four streams of light that tore through everything suddenly broke through the air, forcing him to retreat continuously. Caught off guard, his waist and legs were torn open with several bloody wounds.

Darren grabbed the unconscious Doflamingo from behind with one hand, as if he had noticed something, and turned his head with a defiant look, looking at the people on the Oro Jackson from a distance.

In the eyes filled with anger and resentment, there was endless haze and a hint of fear.

"Goodbye, and good luck to you."

Darren raised his hand to wipe the blood off his face, and a curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"By the way, there is no historical text here."

After he finished speaking, he lifted Doflamingo in one hand, and his figure soared into the sky, disappearing into the clouds in the blink of an eye.

Four sword lights followed closely behind, emitting sharp and piercing explosions, dragging a long cloud trail in the sky.

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