"Really, these warriors are so fed up! The clothes I'm wearing were bought for me by Brother Wagner. Damn it! Bastard, your blood is splattered on it!"
Marco kicked the samurai in front of him over. He looked at the blue shirt on his body distressedly. This was a gift that Wagner bought him after their devil training. Not only him, but also Jozi and others. Just like The clothes Jozy is wearing now, the shoes on Sachi's feet, and the weapons on Bista's waist, for these miserable little guys, what they care about is not the value of the gift, but the feeling of being cared about. Feel.
In their opinion, all the faults for Wagner's loss of reason should be attributed to these samurai. If the damn idiot's behavior hadn't angered Brother Wagner, they wouldn't have had to worry for so long. The kid is very vindictive, and their Their memory is very good. As for the so-called tolerance, no one has taught them yet, and what they want to do now is to vent their anger on these warriors without reservation!
Marco, Jozi, Bista, and Sachi, these four people burst out with powerful strength obtained after devil training. Marco relied on the animal-type phantom beast Phoenix Devil Fruit to launch an attack from the air. The fierce The kick hit the heads of the warriors unceremoniously. He was not worried about being injured at all. The existence of the regenerative flame was simply a bug to these warriors.
In comparison, Jozi's attack method is much simpler and cruder! Under Wagner's training, he can now cover half of his body with diamonds. With a burst of light, his right half of his body instantly transforms into a hard diamond, like a chariot. Just an ordinary collision can make him The warriors vomited blood, and Wagner focused on training his knowledge and domineering. Once a warrior was about to attack his left side, part of the diamond on his right side would be taken out to defend against the warriors' attacks. Not only did it not cause any harm to Jozi, it even made his hand hurt.
Against the background of the two, Bista's attacks appear to be much more elegant. His sword skills do not look like killing skills, but more like an elegant man dancing with two swords in hand. But never Blinded by his elegance, every time the Western sword was swung, at least one samurai's life would be taken away. Bista, who had already understood the aura of armed domineering, was like a dimension-reducing strike, efficiently killing in front of him. of all samurai.
The attacks of the three of them each have their own style, and Sachi, who has the worst foundation, is obviously slightly inferior. He does not have any outstanding attack methods. What he has is just the physical skills that have been continuously improved under the guidance of Wagner, but he is simple and unpretentious. It doesn't mean weak. You know, he faced Wagner before. Even though Wagner has been released into the sea, his strength and speed are not comparable to the current group of warriors. In Sachi's eyes, , the attack of the guys in front of him seemed to have pressed the slow down button, he could easily dodge, and then find the most tricky angle to hit the opponent's vital point with his fist!
The power of the four interns now is no less than that of some real crew members. Such immature faces can erupt with despairing power. The impact this has on these samurai is huge, a wave of The emotion called fear slowly appeared in the hearts of individual warriors. They were willing to sacrifice their lives to maintain the dignity of the Kozuki family. They could restrain human instincts, but dying like this with no chance of winning would only bring them more and more trouble. Deeper despair.
"Don't retreat! Follow me and keep charging! For the great Kozuki family!"
Seemingly sensing the fear of the samurai, Kikunochori, one of Kozuki's retainers, stood up and rushed out with a katana in his hand. But before the samurai could react, Kikunochori's body fell faster. After flying out, the morale that had finally been gathered disappeared again. The warriors looked up and saw that the man was about three meters tall and extremely thin, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he was holding a deep white sharp bone in his hand. The sword, the blood has already dyed the bone sword red, and his body exudes a disgusting and thick smell of blood.
The elite of the Whitebeard Pirates, "Bony Sword" Rensan! With a bounty of 130 million Baileys, he is a superhuman user with bone fruit abilities!
"Great? Oh, is it possible that a truly great family and a truly great leader would let thousands of warriors die for the so-called dignity? If this can be called great, then I think even a dog on the roadside deserves the word great!"
Rensang mocked unceremoniously, swinging the blood-stained bone sword wildly, tearing the samurai who resisted him into pieces. With a bounty of over 100 million, that was enough to serve as the captain of an ordinary pirate group in the New World. A strong man, coupled with the ability to control his own bones given by the Bone Bone Fruit, this unpredictable bone sword was quickly pointed at Kikunocheng's neck. As long as he moved forward half an inch, the sharp bone sword would He would slit Kikunocheng's neck without mercy.
"Oh, I was originally unwilling to do such cruel things as destroying flowers with one hand, but I have no choice. Who made you make an unforgivable mistake? For the safety of your family, please die!"
A hint of murderous intent flashed in Rensang's eyes, and he locked his eyes on Kikunocheng's neck. He raised the bone sword, and then swung it down hard. In order to ensure that he could decapitate the person in front of him, he even controlled the ancient sword to become a little longer. ,However……
"How insulting is this? I'm a very manly man!"
Rensang was stunned by his movements. He looked blankly at Kikuchi Cheng, who had a firm gaze in front of him, and said in disbelief: "Mother W?"
"Your Excellency, you are so rude! I am a man, do you understand? I am a resounding man! At most, at most, he only looks a little bit like a girl..."
Rensang:......
"Family, who knows? What kind of guy puts on a female face and then swears that he is a pure man?"
Rensang's mentality was a little broken. Now he just felt that the pretty "little sister" in front of him had become annoying. He gritted his teeth and swung his sword this time. He used armed domineering, well, not I know what he has experienced, but what is certain is that it can be seen from his eyes that he has an inexplicable disgust for such people. However, there seems to be a trace of something called shadow...
The sword flashed across, and the other warriors shouted at Rensang to stop. Izo was even more desperate. He ignored the enemy in front of him without hesitation, and rushed out as fast as he could!
At the critical moment, I saw a flash of purple sword light...
