This Navy is Rude

Marco flashed to Joz's side, and most of the burns on his body had recovered.

Joz asked with concern: "Are you okay, Marco?"

"Of course I'm fine, but you..."

Marco was also secretly surprised that this navy was able to injure Joz.

Qiao Zi boldly said: "Small injury, it doesn't matter."

A series of applause sounded, accompanied by Hai Lan's slightly mocking voice: "What a beautiful scene, the friendship between men is really touching."

"Mouth Cannon" attack, launch.

Marko and Jozi stared at Hai Lan vigilantly, not knowing what to say.

They originally wanted to take advantage of the chaos to snatch the "Jelly Candy Fruit" and reap the benefits. Now let alone snatching the Devil Fruit, even getting out of it has become an extravagant hope.

"You just said that this is the weakness of our Whitebeard Pirates? What do you mean? What is our weakness?"

Marco asked, taking the opportunity to recover from his burns, and also thinking about the strategy of fighting against the Navy Day Tiger in the Golden City.

If they hadn't expected Hai Lan's ability to use the floor to conduct electricity just now, the two of them would not have lost so quickly and in such a mess.

In battle, the strength that two tacit partners can display is far more than 1+1=2.

"You are too emotional and not too calm, and you are not used to thinking with your brain!"

The biggest weakness of the Whitebeard Pirates is that they are too easily distracted by the situation of their partners during the battle. This is a big taboo in the battle of life and death. Let alone distraction, a mistake by a master will lead to failure.

As an enemy, Hai Lan certainly wouldn't speak so clearly. He purposely made his words vague, but it could draw the energy of the two of them.

Marco didn't come up with any particularly good strategy: "I'll turn into a phoenix in a while to fight him, and I'll leave it to you on the ground."

Joz nodded: "It seems that this is the only way."

A sound like "Eagle's beeping" sounded, and this time Marco was the first to kill Hai Lan.

On the ground, Diamond Joz ran wildly, his weapon color domineeringly dyed the diamond black, it looked as if Joz had put on a black armor.

"I probably guessed Hunshang's temper."

Hai Lan sighed in his heart, "Lei Qie" disappeared in his hands, and he took out the broken knife on his body.

The soulshang that has not fully evolved will not form a complete form at any time according to Hai Lan's wishes.

If there is anything in common between the last time and this time, Hai Lan speculates that it should be that she has entered a state of "combat", and the unfinished soul will only go out armed when she feels her own fighting spirit.

The faint green light enveloped Hai Lan and Hun Shang, and firefly-like green spots flew out from the amulet, as if a wave of green energy had been generated on Hai Lan's body.

Marco and Jozi are getting closer and closer to Hailan.

The splicing of the green energy and the fragments of the broken knife is about to be completed.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Hunshang!"

"Bright Clash!"

"Fire kick!"

"One-shot style. Breaking the army and ascending the dragon!"

"boom!!"

Qiao Zi's hard body slammed into Hai Lan's body fiercely, sending Hai Lan flying like a cannonball.

The Soulshang in Hai Lan's hand was cut on Marco's body, and the unlucky Marco was cut into two by Hai Lan again, cutting off at the waist.

"Hey, Marco, are you okay?"

Qiaozi stared closely at Hai Lan who was knocked into the air. He knew that his move could not seriously damage the navy.

Sure enough, Hai Lan stood up quickly.

He wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, except for a temporary dizziness and pain in the lower half of his body, he was fine.

"Hello, Marco!"

Joz's heart sank suddenly, because Marco didn't respond to him.

Could it be that Marco was hacked to death?

impossible!

Joz looked at Marco on the ground, and found that Marco's severed body had been spliced ​​together, and Qingyan was repairing his wound.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but soon realized something was wrong.

Why does Marco have a frightened expression on his face?

"Joz..."

"Marco, you...?"

"...I can't feel my lower body anymore."

Beads of sweat formed one after another on Marco's forehead. This tough guy who was the number two of the Whitebeard Pirates and took the "injury for injury" fighting method as a routine was actually so excited by the pain. His face was distorted and he was sweating profusely.

This is the pain of being cut off from the soul.