Sword of the pirate king

In the stands far away, Garp had a grief-stricken expression on his face, beating his chest and feet, regretting his mistakes.

Could it be that Noah lost! ?

no, just...

"My senbei! It's all due to damn Jack, and you..."

Garp looked at the smiling Zefa with resentful eyes, "Why do you ask such questions? If you don't ask such questions..."

"I won't recall that incident either! If I don't recall that incident, I won't be angry because of Jack! I won't be angry because of Jack..."

"My senbei won't be crushed by mistake!"

"It's all turned into powder!"

"You stupid old bastard... If Noah, who is in a life-and-death duel off the field, hears it, he won't cry to death..."

Zefa shook his head and felt sympathy for Noah having such an unreliable grandfather.

"Hahaha, how is it possible, he is a very strong person!"

Garp smiled nonchalantly, opened his mouth wide, raised his head and poured the senbei powder in the bag into his mouth.

"Ahem! Give me water!"

Garp covered his mouth desperately, his face turned into a purple eggplant, and he didn't let go. He was afraid that if he coughed, the senbei stuck in his throat would be sprayed out, so he could only wave to the sailors beside him inarticulately.

"I really got you..."

Zefa covered his eyes, couldn't bear to look directly, and could only turn his head to watch the sword fight between Noah and the Baboon King.

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"Huhuhu..."

The sweat on his forehead was dripping, even if it was about to flow into Noah's eyes, he had no intention of reaching out to wipe it.

"It's so strong, if you're negligent, you'll die on the spot..."

After all, it is due to the lack of knowledge and experience in top-level swordsmanship. Noah fought extremely hard in this battle with only swordsmanship and the flames of death. Blood was still oozing out, mixed with salty sweat, and there were bursts of stinging pain.

Because of the huge size of the black knife, Hawkeye's swordsmanship does not have any too elaborate and complicated moves. It just opens and closes, majestic, as if there is a kind of power to tear the world apart with one knife, and it can often be extremely fast. The insight into the weak points and connection points in Noah's swordsmanship completely destroyed Noah's combo.

And the baboon king on the opposite side was not necessarily relaxed, and his injury was a bit more serious than Noah's.

The iron breastplate that originally covered the vital parts of the chest and abdomen has long since disappeared, exposing the strong muscles, but it is covered with hideous bloodstains, and the blood drips and drips, forming small puddles on the ground.

Imitation of the giant sword of Hei Dao·Ye, although the material is extraordinary, the blade is also gilded and diamond-studded, very gorgeous, but it is not the level of the Supreme Sword, and it is comparable to Noah's Mo Yun, which is the Supreme Sword Twelve Hundreds of rounds of battles with the treasured swords at the forefront of the craftsman have already been full of gaps.

"At last..."

Noah took advantage of the little time to recover his strength as much as possible, not daring to give the baboon king too much time to breathe, picked up the ink cloud to condense the last strength and spirit, and slashed out with a knife.

"Sword Fire—Tiger Roaring Wind and Thunder!"

The sound of the wind is like the roar of a giant tiger, shocking the mind, and the tornado takes shape instantly. Countless tiny sword qi burning with the green thunder flame gather and rotate to form a tornado like a drill. Drilling towards the baboon king at the speed of imagination.

The baboon king didn't see any fear, the light in his eyes was even hotter, and his strength seemed to surge out like a flash of light. He stabbed vigorously with the knife, and precisely hit the tiny but sharpest tip of the "drill".

"Dangdangdang..."

A series of crisp sounds came out, and the scarred giant knife was the first to be unable to support it, and it was cracked inch by inch from the tip of the knife. Insert it into the ground with a twist.

Even if the saber was blown away, the baboon king still avoided the vital point. The weakened "drill" was on the baboon king's right shoulder. After a burst of flesh and blood flew across the body, the baboon king's right arm holding the knife was caught in the "drill". Turned into meat paste.

The baboon king vainly covered the bleeding broken arm with his remaining left hand, his red eyes showed madness, he howled angrily, and swung his fist at Noah.

"Is this the persistence of a swordsman? You can avoid it directly, but you want to be tough..."

Noah sighed, and disagreed with the baboon king's way of facing the tiger's roar, but it did not prevent him from admiring the baboon king.

If you avoid without fighting, you lose.

This is not Noah's belief, but the persistence and pride of the baboon king as a swordsman.

"Then, let's see you on your way!"

"Step forward and chop!"

Surrounded by countless invisible airflows, Noah crashed directly into the arms of the Baboon King at a speed not inferior to that of the Navy Six-Shaved.

The baboon king's fist landed in the space behind Noah, but suddenly changed direction, turned his fist into a palm, and slapped Noah on the chest.

"Roar!"

The roar was full of weakness, and the slow movements of the baboon king did not touch a single hair of Noah. Noah stepped on the handle of the knife with his toes, and a kite turned over and dodged the slap, turning around in mid-air, wanting to see Watching the fall of the baboon king.

The baboon king staggered two steps, a knife handle was exposed from his heart, it was Mo Yun.

Noah's wind-defying swordsmanship - stepping forward, using the force of the wind to accelerate and charge, directly pierced Mo Yun into the heart of the baboon king, and kicked the handle of the knife at the end.

Just when Noah thought that the dust had settled and the task was completed, he couldn't help but feel uneasy.

In the expression of the baboon king, there is no hint of madness, and there is satisfaction in the calmness...

A hearty, all-out fight is exactly what a swordsman craves, and this sword fight satisfied the Baboon King's craving.

Except for the win.

It's just that this joking smile is a mockery no matter how you look at it.

Your expression is a bit too rich, isn't it?Aren't there only fierce expressions on the battlefield? Didn't you grow up watching dramas...

In other words, why am I obsessed with the richness of this guy's expression? Thinking about the meaning behind it should be what I should do!

However, it's too late.

A short dagger-like dagger was held in the hand of the baboon king at some point, and it was already very close at hand.

This knife is as unpredictable as an antelope's horns, and as powerful as a tiger leaping into a stream!

You can't dodge this knife!

Noah was stunned, immersed in the charm of this knife and couldn't extricate himself.

In a trance, Noah seemed to see a domineering man who tore through the world and swung a knife at him, no, it was a sword!
A Western sword with guards, which is very different from the dagger in front of you!

The sword is added to the body, the flesh and blood are torn, and the blood is flying!

Noah flew upside down, splashing blood all the way, forming a river of blood.

Looking at the baboon king again, he was exhausted by the knife, his eyes had already lost their luster, and his body suddenly fell down.

Noah fell in the air and was about to hit the ground.

With his chest almost cut open, the chance of surviving the fall on the ground is almost zero.

"I got you!"

Noah only felt that he had fallen on the steel ground, the key point was that it was still uneven.

Before he passed out, he only had time to see...

An old man's face full of anxiety and looming wrinkles.

This farewell is eight years...