Pirates, Undead Gods on Luffy Ships

Yamaji dodged the jab with his head and kicked his right foot directly at MR.3's face.

With a "bang", MR·3 took Yamaji's kick abruptly.

"None of this broken?"

Sanji kicked MR.3 down again, standing in place and thinking for a while, just now his kick was attached to an armed color, and the wax armor that ate this kick only showed a few cracks.

MR.3 took a few steps back, shook his head to forcibly awaken his somewhat dizzy head, and activated the fruit ability again, completing the helmet.

"It's really troublesome."

Sanji took down the cigarette that was still burning in his mouth, flicked his fingers, and the cigarette flew directly to MR·3.

MR·3 knocks out the cigarette with his hand, but the moment his arm covers his eyes, Yamaji suddenly bursts out.

"Fierce Pork Pot SHOOT!"

Yamaji's armed domineering foot kicked firmly at the heart of MR·3, and MR·3 grabbed Yamaji's ankle with his right hand after taking this move.

Fell violently to the ground, but at this time, Sanji was suddenly stunned, and his body and the ground came directly into close contact.

Yamaji, who was thrown to the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, and the one foot that was not caught was attached to the tip of his armed color, and kicked directly on the neck of MR·3.

"First meat!"

MR·3 felt the suffocation coming from his neck, and hurriedly let go of Yamaji, covering his neck with his hands and coughing continuously.

"Shoulder meat, back meat, undersaddle meat, breast meat, leg meat."

The dazzling kicks and domineering weapons make MR.3, a whim, who is not good at fighting, be defeated one by one.

Yamaji, who was frantically exporting to MR·3, suddenly regretted that he didn't wear the Hailou stone leather shoes sent to him by Feiduan, otherwise the battle would have ended long ago.

"SHOOT beef!"

Yamaji's last kick directly kicked MR.3 into the air, and then he launched a series of crazy kicks at MR.3, who had nowhere to borrow power in the air, and the wax armor on the body of the kicked MR.3 shattered layer by layer.

"Whew~ finally solved."

After kicking the last kick, Yamaji turned his back directly, lit a cigarette and took a sharp puff, as the saying goes-a cigarette afterwards, faster than a living immortal.

"I have to say, you are really strong, but I underestimate you too much."

MR.3, whose head was kicked by Yamaji, slowly got up from the ground, and the candles on his body condensed again, only this time he did not have a weapon in his hand, only two candles that were still flowing.

"King Candle Package Service."

The liquid candle in his hand continued to flow, and soon a huge candle cake condensed behind him, and the top of the candle cake kept turning, as if he was preparing some big move.

"What a thing, bells and whistles. Cut the meat SHOOT!

Yamaji jumped up and jerked down in the air above MR.3's head.

"Wax wall, melt fusion carving spear!"

MR·3 stood in place and smiled slightly, the liquid candle in his hand formed a semicircle to wrap himself, and spears gradually condensed on the wall of the semicircle formed by the candle.

Sanji's secret path in his heart was not good, and at the moment of power, he could only attach armed color to the key parts of his body, and sure enough, the spear shot at him, and he could only eat this trick.

"Want to fight me?"

MR.3 removed the candle wall and looked at Yamaji, who was covered in blood, playfully, and mocked in his mouth.

"It seems that you have to use this trick, it's really tricky."

Sanji scratched his head, although he was covered in blood, his expression was still calm, but he still had the move to press the bottom of the box uselessly.

I saw that Yamaji suddenly began to spin in circles in place, spinning faster and faster, until only a top-like shadow remained.

"Devil Wind Feet!"