The strength of the mountains is the world's aura. This is a description of Xiang Yu, but in the view of the Sith, this sentence is also appropriate to describe a white beard.

The naginata came horizontally, and the space shattered. Even if it was still a distance, the Sith couldn't stop his eyelids from leaping.

He probably couldn't stop this knife, and there was an average qualitative gap between the two.

Darkness lingers, he once again escapes into the shadow. If the strong attack fails, he can only fly a kite and deal with the white beard.

"Burning Escape·Storming and Steaming!"

He stretched out his hand and pulled a fireball that was high by man was pulled out of the darkness. The air was burning in the flames. It was obvious that it contained the power that could destroy a car of people.

But unfortunately, in front of Whitebeard, the power of this thing is more like a kind of self-giving resignation than attack.

"Assault like a wine."

The white beard groaned, with some disdain in his words, and the naginata was still slashing horizontally, regardless of whether the Sith was hidden in the shadows.

Strong, what is a real strong man?

Is it enough to have strength?

No, a person who is not confident enough can never become a real strong man. Whitebeard never doubts the power he has, just like a real great swordsman will not doubt his sword. No matter where the enemy is hiding, he only needs to swing the knife hard. The rest, the power he has will take care of everything for him.

Click!

The sound of glass shattering seemed to be heard in Sith's ears, and blood was pumping out from his body. Now it was not only the space, but also his body.

This is a completely different feeling when fighting with Blackbeard. Blackbeard disturbed the darkness and shadows while fighting with him for control of the darkness, forcing him to fall out of the gap between the shadows, while Whitebeard relied on his strength to directly shatter the gap between the two.

He didn't know which one was better between the two, he only knew that he was in great pain now.

The body was chopped away, and Sith gritted his teeth. He could feel his blood flowing out, and every nerve and muscle on his body were tense.

If he wasn't serious enough, he might be left to be buried with the Whitebeard today.

He tried hard to control his body, and quickly turned around in the air, and with the help of inertia, a huge sword light was cut out by him. That was his usual action of drawing his sword.

"Sword stance - draw the sword and slash!"

"Moonstep!"

Then he bounced his legs down, and several cyclones appeared on the soles of his feet, and he rushed towards the execution platform without looking back.

The time is almost over, and he doesn't want to stay in the encirclement wall and be beaten to death.

Kick!

Suddenly, the ice surface shattered and a huge steel wall rose from the ground.

The white beard shook off the naginata, raised his arm and blocked the sword light in front of him. The black mist surged. He raised his head and raised the corners of his mouth.

"It's a good job, little guy."

Inadvertently, the entire Whitebeard Pirates had been firmly trapped in the encirclement wall, and behind them were pacifists who were constantly chasing. Apart from the last gap in front of them, the Whitebeard Pirates was completely in crisis.

"Did the encirclement wall just now refer to this steel plate defense wall?"

"Damn it, it's too thick, this steel plate cannot be moved at all."

Standing under the iron wall, the pirates kept attacking the iron wall with their weapons. Apart from the rising smoke, the iron wall remained motionless.

The dark muzzle stretched out from the iron wall, and the shadow of the god of death was with them.

The white beard looked solemn. Now he didn't have time to care about the figure running forward, and all his attention was focused on Oz.

There is a chance of winning!

"What are you doing? Why don't you close the encirclement wall quickly!"

Standing on the execution platform, the Warring States of Buddha shouted at the soldiers beside him.

The soldier turned around and gave a hurried salute, his forehead covered with fine cold sweat.

"Reported, Oz's body is huge, and his blood seems to have penetrated into the system, causing the power to drop a little and he can't lift it for the time being."

"Can't you join it? Then forget it." Warring States expression remained unchanged, and he turned to look at Sakasky, "Akainu, take action and take away their foothold."

Akainu nodded, and his hands turned into magma, pumping into the sky like a volcanic eruption.

"Meteor Volcano!"

In an instant, the rain of fire fell like a meteor and sprinkled in the sky. It was not good-looking. It brought no beauty, only destruction.

Boom boom boom boom!

The bombardment continued to bombard the ice surface, and the flames exploded. Many pirates were burned to ashes in the flames before they could react.

The high temperature of thousands of degrees melted the ice surface, and even the Moby Dick was burned into bits of debris. The legendary ship eventually became a legend.

Damn it!

Staring at the hot sea water under your feet and the ship in front of you that gradually turned into ruins, no one in the Whitebeard Pirates looked solemn.

The left fist was shot, which was a punch that concentrated all the strength of the Whitebeard.

Click!

The space was broken, and even the Sith, who was far away, felt frightened.

With a bang, huge dust rose from the iron wall, and the iron wall remained motionless.

"The iron wall has not been broken, Dad...I can't even use Dad's ability to do it."

"That...that's not ordinary iron."

The voices of the pirates below were trembling.

They were a little helpless, and they had no choice but to Oz's road. They carried their knives and rushed towards the entrance of the hole.

Only death can be left here. Compared to the destined ending, they can only try their best.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Huge lead bullets kept falling out of the muzzle on the wall. Many pirates were shot into pieces before they even got close to the gap. The gap left by accident turned into slaughterhouses for the pirates. In just a blink of an eye, the Whitebeard Pirates and the pirates affiliated with the Pirates reduced nearly a thousand people.

Suddenly, Oz stood up again and reached out to the execution platform.

"Brother Ace!"

"Shooting, even if he can stand up now, it will be the last of his strength. Kill him."

The navy below were mobilizing, and the dense barrels kept firing at him.

Kizaru stretched out a finger, and a faint smile still appeared on his face.

"At this time, it's best to pierce the head."

The light shone at his fingers, as if he would sentence the demon Oz to death the next moment.

boom!

The lifeline of the Whitebeard Pirates is always as strong as the bryophytes on the polar regions. A pillar of water soars into the sky, and even the three generals' sights were attracted.

"It's a straw hat boy."

"Oh, have you finally arrived here?"

...

On the ground, Lieutenant General Crane stood beside the Sith at some point. The veteran, who had been through many battles, could not see even a little panic on his face, and turned his head to look at Sith.
Chapter completed!