Pirates cut down Ace at the beginning

The battlefield suddenly fell into dead silence.

Seeing the three figures crashing to the ground, everyone fell silent.

There are also many characters from the old era, showing a little sigh of loneliness.

As beings of the old era, they have thought about their fate.

Some people think that one day they will return to ordinary life and spend the rest of their lives in a place that no one knows.

There are also people who think that even if they really return to the sea, they will only end up dead.

Then it will definitely be a vigorous battle to the death.

It's just that they never expected that Charlotte Lingling and the others would die so humiliated and unremarkable.

There is no battle of life and death, no protracted battle of death without retreat.

There is only an instant of victory or defeat.

It is undoubtedly embarrassing.

"Father, aren't these demons very powerful? Why can't they take Bai Yu's casual knife?"

Joz couldn't help asking.

After all, the scene just now passed too fast.

After he came back to his senses, there was still only a feeling of fog.

The rest of the people also subconsciously looked at White Beard, obviously unable to figure it out.

Sensing the urgent gaze from all around, White Beard sighed quietly, clenched Cong Yunqie tightly with his backhand, and with a sudden lift, there were traces of vibration ripples on the blade.

The next moment, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he placed Cong Yunqie on the rock beside him.

boom!

Cong Yunqie didn't slash vigorously at all.

Some are just the sound of cracking as soon as they are touched.

Looking at the shocking crack that spread from it in an instant.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, showing shock on their faces.

"Do you understand?" White Beard asked again without directly explaining.

Marco was the first to come back to his senses, and nodded solemnly in agreement.

"Father, what do you mean, Bai Yu crazily compresses the power on the blade just like his father did just now, so every blow he shows looks ordinary, but every move is a killer move, otherwise the 74 demons are not so vulnerable!"

After saying this, the eyes of the people who were still in the fog suddenly lit up.

At least, in their eyes, they never thought that this kind of tactic would be so particular.

In a word, keep a low profile!

With such strength, but still so low-key, no wonder people have a feeling of being invisible.

"No, Marco, you're wrong."

White Beard dissipated Cong Yunqie's strength, shook his head and said.

Marco and the others couldn't help being stunned, and Ace beside him couldn't help but said.

"Father, what do you mean, we missed it?"

"No, you didn't miss it!" White Beard sighed quietly.

"I mean Marco was wrong."

"It's not that the brat's tricks are the same as mine, it's that I, Whitebeard, can't match him. It seems that time is really not forgiving. Everyone says that I am the strongest in the old era."

"If I were to evaluate him now, I would call him the strongest in the new era!"

"I'm afraid only his ship is qualified to carry the old era!"

The sound is not loud, mixed with the taste of loneliness.

Marco and the others froze in place, looking at the old man in front of them, feeling uncertain.

For a long time, White Beard gave them the feeling that the sky was falling and they could carry it.

Decades have been like a day, and the back is like a shield from the wind and rain.

It's a pity, when I look at it now, I find that White Beard's back is hunched, slightly hunched, not as straight as before.

The full head of white hair, and snow-white beard, together with the wrinkles stacked on his forehead.

It also tells all the time that this former strongest man, he is really old.

It's a pity, the biggest regret, is that after the old man's back sheltered from the wind and rain grew old, none of the children who had sheltered him for decades could grow up to the point where he could support this heavy burden.

It is impossible to replace this back that shelters from wind and rain.

If Bai Yu didn't make a timely move this time.

I'm afraid it's really because the son wants to support him and doesn't want to be loved!

"Father, I'm sorry, we let you down..." Marco's eyes turned red, and he said with sobs.

In the original book, when Whitebeard died, and in his hometown, Whitebeard's last wish was mentioned every time.

This man in the Whitebeard Pirates, who served as the captain of the first team, was No. 1 in every charge, was crying.

Or, this is the so-called man who does not flick his tears lightly, but not to the point of sadness.

The captains standing beside Marco obviously noticed this scene, and the atmosphere in the field suddenly became depressing.

The tip of Baibeard's nose also twitched slightly, completely unexpected that this group of unpromising sons would stage this scene.

However, he quickly suppressed his thoughts, quickly laughed and patted Marco on the shoulder.

"Haha, you all know that I am a good-for-nothing son, but in my father's eyes, I am the most cherished son. Living is enough."

"It's not that you don't work hard enough, it's just that this era is too crazy, much better than our old era."

"If I was young, I would still have a stubborn temper. Unfortunately, I am really old, and the white beard is old!"

"After leaving Ten Thousand Kingdoms, I will hand over the Whitebeard Pirates to you. As for whether you agree or reject the kid's solicitation, it's up to you."

Abandoning these words, Whitebeard held Cong Yunqie in his hand, jumped onto the Moby Dick, looked back at the people on the Gulossiaqi, and said with a big smile.

"Old guys, long time no see, are you interested in having some wine? Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be able to drink in the future."

The sudden invitation surprised many people.

Leili reacted first, and said with a dry smile.

"Haha, I didn't expect that you, an old fellow, who have been stingy all your life, would be generous once at a time like this."

"However, since there is free wine, I certainly won't miss it. This time will definitely make you bleed."

Raleigh flickered and reappeared, already on the Moby Dick.

"Count me in. I fought several times with you before. Although it's not about life and death, I'm not a captain now. I'm just an old man waiting to die. I have nothing to do. I still have the courage to drink and drink. of."

Wald also laughed loudly, and followed quickly.

Seeing that the two were invited, Whitebeard looked at Fidelfield on the mast.

Fidelfield snorted coldly.

"In the past, I would have killed you long ago, but forget it, let's make an exception once."

"Speaking of it in the future, I finally had a peaceful drink with you, which is not a bad thing."

"Hehe, if you drink, you won't forget me as a blind man. I also like drinking."

"I also want to get involved in your old people's field."