Ghost of the Pirate

Seeing that the waist-high seawater was already dripping between the flowers where the two of them were, countless seawater still appeared out of nowhere on Yim's hand.

His devil fruit is "Shuishui fruit!"

"You are really an outlier. I didn't expect that there are people like you with devil fruit abilities in this world!"

"There are still many things in this world that people cannot understand, and the same is true of my existence!"

Yimu said with a grim expression, "Hmph, everything in this world that I don't control, no matter whether it's people or things, shouldn't exist, and I will destroy them."

"die!"

Im's figure disappeared in an instant, and the next moment he slammed Zhang Tianming fiercely with his sonic boom fist.

However, pure physical attacks couldn't hurt Zhang Tianming at all, his body blurred to defuse the opponent's terrorist attack.

Im's brows were tightly frowned, the opponent's virtualization was really too rascal, physical attacks couldn't do any harm to Zhang Tianming at all.

However, he quickly found a way to restrain himself, as long as the attack carries domineering energy, he can attack the opponent.

Yimu is obviously also a strong individualist, his whole body instantly blackened, and he exudes an inexplicable ferocious aura, which is fully covered with armed domineering aura.

"Burst. Thrust"

Im's thick thigh kicked out at such a speed that the naked eye could not see his attack trajectory. At that moment, his leg seemed to disappear.

Zhang Tianming only felt a gust of wind hit his legs, and a terrible howl came to his ears.

He swung the death sickle quickly, trying to block the opponent's attack, but unfortunately he was a step too late, and was kicked away by Im.

Immediately followed, Yimu pressed and beat Zhang Tianming like a shadow.

Real battles are not like the villains in film and television dramas, who just talk nonsense and give their opponents a chance to breathe.

In a flash of battle, Zhang Tianming was beaten badly by Im. If it weren't for the indestructible special effect of the death cloak on his body, he would have run naked long ago.

But Zhang Tianming wasn't worried at all. Once he was seriously injured, he would use the blood to recover from his injuries. Now he is completely like a little strong who can't be beaten to death.

As for the Blood Fiend value, there is no need to worry about it. After the recent battles, his apprentices have contributed a lot of Blood Fiend Value to him, allowing him to squander it at will.

Yimu soon discovered his abnormality. After Zhang Tianming was sent flying again with a heavy punch, he stopped on the spot.

"You are really a freak. You are obviously not a devil fruit user but you have the same ability as a devil fruit. Even your weird recovery ability is even more perverted than that Kaido."

Zhang Tianming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "My special existence is to break your control. The world needs freedom, and what people want is democracy."

Im's expression was a little crazy: "This world will only be better under my rule, and anyone who wants to destroy my rule will die!"

"Although your strength is weird, you can only die in front of me!"

Zhang Tianming looked at Im, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Who wins? It's still unknown!"

"The warm-up just now is over, let us decide the winner!"

Im was taken aback when he heard the words, he didn't expect Zhang Tianming to say that.

"You really are a dead duck with a stubborn mouth. If that's the case, then I'll send you on my way!"

Just as Im was about to make a move, Zhang Tianming took the lead.

"Reaper's Soul Slash"

As soon as he finished speaking, a desolate and silent breath of death permeated among the flowers.

This breath is extremely cold and cold, like the breath of death emerging from hell.

The clone of the god of death reappeared in this world. Although Im couldn't see the clone of the god of death, he could sense its existence.

A terrifying crisis instantly enveloped his whole body, making him shiver involuntarily.

Im looked at Zhang Tianming vigilantly, stretched his palm back, and a terrifying suction appeared, instantly sucking a long sword on the throne in the distance into his hand.

Before Im and Zhang Tianming fought with bare hands, but this time he chose a weapon, which shows that he also felt the threat of death this time.

Zhang Tianming didn't care about Yimu's performance at all, because the god of death had already appeared, and the rest was left to the god of death.

The god of death clone looked at Im, with a cruel and greedy smile on his face. He was extremely eager for the soul of the strong.

The death scythe in his hand slowly slashed at Yimu. As the death sickle approached, Yimu's expression became more cautious. He obviously felt that the danger was getting closer.

Knowing that he couldn't wait any longer, he clenched the long sword in his hand and slashed forward.

A domineering sword energy shot out in an instant, and the sword energy went straight to the sky, splitting the entire space between the flowers in half, and even split the sky in two.

However, such terrifying sword energy still didn't hurt Death God's avatar at all.

Seeing that the death scythe was about to hit Im, Im instantly turned into countless streams of water and disappeared on the spot.

"Avatar of Water"

Countless figures of Doim appeared among the flowers.

Zhang Tianming raised his brows when he saw so many Im.

"I didn't expect you to have such a means!"

Countless Im said at the same time: "I have a lot of means!"

"It's a pity that it's useless to have more, your end is to die!"

Countless Im laughed loudly: "Let's talk about it when you can find me!"

Zhang Tianming sneered, Im's trick, if it is for other people, is indeed quite tricky, but it is really useless in front of the Death Clone, who is born to play with the soul.

Among the many figures of Yimu, the clone of the god of death has already locked the existence of the real body.

The death scythe in his hand swung out at a high speed. This time, the death avatar did not give Im a chance to struggle, and he immediately took a fancy to him.

"what!"

The miserable wail of a lifetime spread throughout Pangu City in an instant.

Yimu felt the pain of tearing his soul, which was unbearable even for a strong man like him, so he wailed in pain.

He covered his head with both hands fiercely, trying to relieve the pain, but he couldn't do it at all. In pain, he could only beat his head non-stop.

During the constant beating, the mask on his face suddenly slipped off, revealing Im's true face.

When Zhang Tianming saw Yimu's face, he was stunned for a moment, because he had seen this face before.

"I really didn't expect it to be you?"