On the south side of the pier, near the Gospel.
咻咻咻~
Boom boom boom!
The screams of the shells tearing through the air sounded one after another, and then they fell to the ground, setting off waves of terrifying explosions.
But amidst the continuous explosions, a slim figure holding two guns quickly walked through the swirling smoke.
This was a woman with red hair, about thirty years old, with a slim and graceful figure. However, the garlic-like nose on her face and the huge scar that almost ran through the entire face destroyed all the beauty.
The woman was very fast, and the impact caused by the explosion of the shell could not stop her for even a second.
In just a few breaths, the person was only about a hundred meters away from the Gospel Horn.
Almost as soon as she stepped into the 100-meter range, the woman rolled sideways, then got up, knelt down on one knee and pulled the triggers of both guns one after another.
Bang bang bang...
The muzzles of the two guns in the woman's hands spit out tongues of fire, and six projectiles were fired towards the Gospel's not-so-large watchtower.
If someone could look down at the six bullets flying in the air from above at this time, they would be surprised to find that these six bullets actually formed two "pin" shapes in the air, one behind the other.
If Payton on the watchtower failed to make any dodges, these six bullets would have hit his heart, lungs and eyebrows!
However, will Payton just stand there and let the bullets hit him? The answer to this question is obviously no.
Almost as soon as he noticed the woman opposite rolling and raising her guns, he lay down and retracted his body into the watchtower. Then he turned sideways and blocked his right arm that had been transformed into a cannon. in front of him.
Dang, Dang, Dang!
The three bullets in the first round were blocked by the thickened wooden fence outside the watchtower, but the second round of bullets that followed accurately hit the three dents made by the three bullets in the first round. After shooting through the defensive fence, it hit the barrel of Payton's right arm.
Glancing at the three projectiles embedded in the surface of the gun barrel, Payton did not dare to hesitate. He kicked open the small door of the watchtower and rolled forward, letting his body fall out of the watchtower and towards the deck below at high speed. .
The legs under his head hooked up to a rung of the ladder, and Payton, who was hanging in the air, shot his own cannonball in an inverted and backward posture.
boom!
Bang bang bang bang... bang bang bang!
The roar of the artillery shell and the sound of the trigger being pulled sounded almost simultaneously.
The shell landed where the woman had been standing and once again burned the empty ground to black.
The woman's bullet accurately entered Payton's body. Although Payton tried his best to shake his body, two bullets still entered his body.
Thump...thump!
The body hit the deck like a falling petrel, but Payton showed a smile that belonged to a winner.
Opposite him, a hundred meters away on the road, a woman holding two guns covered her heart and fell to the ground - there was a bloody hole there.
"How...how is it possible? I clearly...have seen..."
Although she couldn't stop vomiting blood every time she opened her mouth, the woman still asked her question with difficulty.
The index finger of his left hand hooked the trigger of the revolver and rotated it in a circle. After inserting the revolver back into his waist with silky movements, Payton, who was lying on the deck, said in an indifferent tone:
"Your knowledge of the situation is so shallow, and your attention was all focused on the shells I fired, that you didn't even notice that while you were shooting, I fired six shots at the landing point where you might arrive. , it was you who hit my bullet...
However, I should also say thank you. Thanks to you, it seems that I am not far away from awakening my own Haki. "
Peyton, who came from the same school as Master Van Oka, had heard about the existence of kenwense domineering from his master's mouth. Although he had not yet been able to cultivate his own kenwense, he knew how to deal with it and his level was not that advanced. opponent.
At the dock battlefield in the south of Mocha Town, the winner is Garland Payton.
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At the same time, Payton and Two-Gun Girl were confronting each other.
Bang~
The chain covered with jet-black armor-colored domineering force was pulled on the back, leaving a blood mark on Ornn's back with just this move.
However, compared with Aoun's huge figure of eight meters, this small blood stain obviously cannot cause much substantial damage.
Aoun didn't even look at the strong man using the chain behind him. He just looked at the middle-aged man with long legs in front of him with interest and said:
"Since you are willing to help the swordsman block my attack, then let me see what you are capable of."
As he spoke, the majestic power in Aoun's body suddenly burst out. Using only his weak wrist, he pressed down the long-legged clan member's raised right leg, which was covered in armed domineering aura.
"The tiger's minions kill!"
At the critical moment when the middle-aged man of the long-legged tribe could hardly hold on, the one-eyed swordsman finally recovered from the tremors in his internal organs and raised his hand to make a flying slash with a faint tiger-shaped shadow.
"Fancy and fancy..."
After complaining softly, Aoun held the hammer with his right hand without moving. He simply raised his left fist wrapped in magma, and covered the fiery magma with a thin layer of armed domineering energy.
clang!
The flying slash and the fist collided, creating a harsh sound of gold and iron.
Immediately afterwards, as the high-temperature magma continued to erode, this faintly tiger-shaped flying slash was gradually annihilated and shrunk like Barty's previous attack, until it finally shattered completely.
After smashing the flying slash and using his tyrannical strength to push down the right leg of the middle-aged man from the long-legged tribe, Aoun grinned:
"Next, it's my turn."
The moment the words fell, he suddenly opened his mouth, and the blazing breath of flames was instantly spit out.
The huge fan-shaped breath directly wrapped the bodies of the middle-aged long-legged tribesman and the one-eyed swordsman. Although the two had already seen that the situation was not good and used their armed colors to resist in advance, they were still grinning from the high temperature of the breath.
The two people wrapped in flames tried to escape in embarrassment, but how could Aoun give them such a chance?
Aoun threw away the black hammer in his hand, grabbed the long leg of the long-legged tribe, and used it as a weapon to throw towards the one-eyed swordsman.
The one-eyed swordsman hesitated for a moment before finally having the nerve to draw his sword at his companion who had fallen into danger to save him. He only raised his arms to try to block the attack.
But they never thought that the moment their bodies collided, the fragile effect caused by the bellows' breath of fire was triggered.
The magic damage based on the maximum health caused the two of them to vomit a large mouthful of blood before they knew what was happening.
Ornn himself seized this momentary opportunity to punch the two of them through with a fist wrapped in magma.
After taking care of the one-eyed swordsman and the middle-aged man from the long-legged clan, Aoun turned his head and set his sights on the last person.
The strong man holding the chain saw the tragic death of his two companions, and he already had the intention of retreating.
But he was obviously not the type who was good at speed. He only ran two steps before Ornn caught up with him with his shave.
A simple hammer triggered the mark of the steel of the heart, followed by a fist covered with magma, and he ended the man's life neatly...
Withdrawing his hand from the man's chest, Aoun turned his head and looked at Barty who seemed to feel something.
Next, it's your turn!
