Pirate's Swordsman

The sun gradually rose, the morning light was dim, and the thick fog that could not be dissolved gradually dissipated in the bright sunshine.

Step, step, step.

Under the sun, under the focus of countless eyes, the three tall figures wearing the cloak of justice finally came to stand on the ice, motionless in the wind, but their momentum was like towering mountains, making it difficult to look down.

Aoki pheasant, Akainu, and yellow ape.

This is their name, and in the past so many years, these names have resounded like thunder across the entire sea, making countless pirates fearful. At the same time, they are like the highest mountain, standing in the hearts of all naval soldiers. top.

"It's been more than two years in a flash."

The green pheasant on the left raised his head and looked into the distance. The arrogant figure on the throne had a slightly complicated expression. "The atmosphere when we met last time was different from this time."

"Is there any sense in feeling this kind of thing?"

Standing in the middle was Akainu. Under the white navy peaked cap, his face was as cold as ice, and his tone was low and authentic, "I warned you a few years ago, a pirate will still be a pirate after all."

Qingzhi didn't respond, just sighed slightly and looked away from the throne.

As for Kizaru.

From the moment he set foot on the ice, his eyes had been sweeping around the battlefield, watching with interest the officers of the Hayate Pirates who were fighting against the lieutenant generals of his headquarters.

To the northeast, Huoshao Mountain is struggling in Monet’s ice and snow storm;

On the west side, under Ace's violent attack, Pitbull was covered in scars, barely resisting in a state of embarrassment, and seemed likely to be defeated at any time;

And further away, you can see Daniel, Kidd and others. Facing the veteran headquarters lieutenant generals such as Stoloberg and Bastiu, they did not fall behind at all, and even became more and more brave as they killed. They fought heartily... …

"Really? It's so scary..."

He touched the stubble on his chin and sighed as if talking to himself? "Can we only say that we are worthy of the headquarters of the Hayate Pirates? One by one, they are as strong as monsters..."

Akainu and Aokiji's eyes flashed slightly, but they didn't turn around to answer the question.

"Thus……"

Kizaru didn't pay attention to the reactions of the two of them. He just slowly turned his gaze from the cadres to the towering throne in the distance and muttered to himself.

"If you want to minimize the loss? Then you have to capture the thief first and capture the king first..."

As soon as this word comes out.

Akainu's face remained calm, but Aokiji's pupils shrank. Just as he was about to turn his head and speak to stop him, an extremely bright golden light lit up in front of his eyes, causing him to narrow his eyes slightly subconsciously.

When he opened his eyes again and looked to the right, the place where Kizaru was originally was empty. There was no trace of it.

"This guy……"

Aoki hurriedly turned back and looked towards the sky. He could just see Kizaru's elemental body, like a golden laser, passing through thousands of meters of sky and rushing towards the high throne in the distance.

Swish!

Is this speed too terrifying? The void along the way was trembling slightly, and the movement caused by the bright golden light also shocked the entire battlefield, causing countless people to look up.

"It's so dazzling..."

"That's... Admiral Kizaru?"

After realizing that the bright golden light was heading towards the high platform, many pirates of the Gale Fleet were slightly startled, and then their expressions changed drastically.

"No, that guy is heading for the execution platform!"

"It's also possible that he wants to attack Lord Xiano!"

"Hurry up and stop him!"

There was a commotion below, but Kizaru's speed was too fast. Even if many people wanted to go up to the sky to stop him, they were powerless and could only witness the bright golden light passing through the sky.

In just a few breaths, the golden light had already arrived dozens of meters in front of the high platform.

The light dissipated, and Kizaru's figure reappeared in mid-air. He tilted his head slightly and looked down at Xia Nuo on the throne below. Without even saying hello, he raised his arms and lifted his arms from the crossed fingertips. In the gap, a dazzling golden light spot was released.

"Bachi...Qiong Magatama!"

Amidst the low shout, golden light spots suddenly burst out, like a rainbow from a fountain, endless. In an instant, half of the sky was dyed with a light golden luster.

however.

Facing the strange change above his head, Xia Nuo just raised his head and glanced briefly, then glanced into the distance again, as if he had never seen the existence of a person like Kizaru from the beginning to the end.

Chi Chi Chi!

The eight-foot jade jade shot out, and in a blink of an eye, it was only the last half of the distance from the throne.

At this time, Fujitora under the throne finally moved.

His eyes, which were slightly closed as if he were taking a nap in the afternoon, suddenly opened, revealing his white eyes, and the sword blade hidden in the wooden staff was suddenly unsheathed.

hum!

A purple sword energy vaguely enveloping the rules of gravity suddenly rose into the sky, gentle yet domineering. As it swept across, it completely blocked the sky above the throne, swallowing up all the dazzling lights that came towards it.

In just one or two seconds, the terrifying power of the eight-foot magatama was completely eliminated.

On the high platform, calm was restored again.

"I want to surprise you as soon as you come up. To capture the thief, do you want to capture the king first..."

Fujitora's actions were not seen. He was already holding a sword and slowly floated into the sky. He faced Kizaru more than ten meters in front of him. He shook his head and said with a smile:

"With me here, Mr. Porusalino seems to be a little too whimsical."

"you again."

Kizaru stared at Fujitora, frowned, and then glanced at the throne below with his peripheral vision. Xia Nuo still didn't raise his head, not even interested in speaking, as if he regarded him as air.

Arrogant guy.

Although he usually has a lazy and casual temperament, Kizaru was still a little annoyed when he saw this. He was a majestic navy admiral. Even if this kid became the four emperors, why didn't he even look at him?

If it were Whitebeard, he would almost have this qualification.

but.

He also understood that with a top powerhouse like Fujitora blocking him, it would be impossible for him to bypass him and directly attack Xia Nuo.

"Is it so whimsical..."

Kizaru's eyes returned to Fujitora. Before the attack was completed, he had no idea of ​​retreating. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "That's not necessarily the case. At worst, I'll take you down first, and then I'll deal with this incredible guy." The world’s best swordsman.”

"Your Excellency is so confident, you can give it a try."

Fujitora held the hilt of the sword with both hands, the smile on his face faded, and his tone gradually became deeper, "I had a hasty fight at sea before, and I couldn't enjoy it to the fullest."

"Right now, I just want to learn a lesson about what a man like Mr. Porusalino, who has been serving as a general of the Navy Headquarters for many years in vain, is really capable of!"