Pirate: I, destroy the engine

"One-sword style·Dragon soul·Soul-severing blade."

Fike slowly drew his sword, and the wind, thunder and lightning and overlord color wrapped around it.

The divine dragon composed of cyan, white and purple-red hovers around the blade of the wind.

Holding the Soul-Destroying Blade, Fick walked towards Brother Ming.

Brother Ming stared at the sword in Fike's hand, his expression serious.

He could feel the majestic energy on the blade.

Even compared to the Yonko Big Mom's Light Sword, I'm afraid it's not that much worse.

"Awakening."

Therefore, Brother Ming used Awakening without any hesitation.

Press your feet slightly hard, and the ground will turn into thin lines.

Armed color Haki and Overlord color Haki are covered in thin lines together.

"Fick, don't be so cocky."

He crossed his hands and waved, and the thin line divided into more than a dozen spikes, surrounding Fike.

The power of this single blow has far surpassed Brother Ming's previous ultimate move, Divine Killing.

"It's not that you are arrogant, it's just that you are not worthy of my attention."

Fick shrugged and smiled, and kept walking.

Facing the incoming line spikes, Fike just waved the blade casually.

"Chi, chi, chi..."

Every time Fike slashed down, he easily cut off several strands of spikes.

No matter how tough the threads made from Mingge's fruit are, they can't withstand the sharpness of the Soul-Severing Blade.

At the same time, the strong wind and lightning on the blade completely shattered the thread.

The thread was broken into short strands and fluttered around Fick.

The Soul-Severing Blade was created by Fick in imitation of Big Mom's lightsaber.

It can greatly increase the power of the blade and the power of the slash.

It can be said that apart from historical texts, there is basically nothing in the world that he can never stop.

Fick approached Mingge step by step, constantly cutting off the spikes on the thread.

"Hey, hey, hey, Dover, let me help you."

At this time, Fick's extremely obscene and sinister laughter sounded behind him.

Torebol, the slug, got rid of his opponent at some point.

When it appeared, a ball of mucus that had been prepared was launched from the nostrils.

"The snot wins the white blade."

While Fick was swinging his sword, snot and mucus shot towards the wind blade.

"Be careful, get away quickly, who asked you to come here?"

However, Brother Ming was not happy at all, but instead scolded him nervously.

With Torebol's strength, isn't this going to kill him?

Although Fick didn't turn around, he could still feel the snot flying from his nose.

For a moment, Fick's face was filled with disgust.

"Whoosh..."

Fike didn't see any movement, and a strong wind suddenly rose out of thin air.

In an instant, the strong wind formed a ring of wind blades, imprisoning Torrebol.

The snot and mucus it sprayed out also dissipated with the strong wind.

"Torrepol."

Brother Ming suddenly became more nervous and suddenly came from a distance.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

To deal with this kind of garbage slug, Fike didn't even bother to take action, and there was no need to take action.

The circular wind blade rotates and cuts, shrinking quickly.

In the blink of an eye, Torebol's body was divided into more than a dozen sections.

"Dover, how could this happen?"

Torebol's eyes were filled with confusion and disbelief.

It is very thin and small, and its huge body is basically composed of snot and mucus.

After death, mucus flowed all over the ground.

"Crack, crackle..."

Feeling sick, Fick released more than a dozen lightning bolts from his body.

"Boom, boom..."

The flammable slime explodes when it touches lightning.

The flames soared into the sky, completely engulfing Torebol.

"What kind of trash is here to die?"

Fick still didn't turn his head, but curled his lips in disgust.

Slugs, this is so disgusting.

Brother Ming's sudden figure stopped and stared at Fick with a sullen face.

Torrebol was his earliest subordinate and had been with him for decades.

"Fick, we will fight until we die."

Brother Ming opened his hands. There was no sadness or anger, he was very calm.

To this day, there is nothing left to say.

"Damn it, Torrebol."

"You bastard, you must pay the price!"

"Fike, the Don Quixote family will not let you slaughter them."

There was no anger on Brother Ming's face, but other Don Quixote family cadres were angry.

Gladius, Dellinger, Diamanti and others abandoned their opponents and surrounded Fike.

"Explosive projectile."

"Cutting head high heels."

"Sword·Snake Sword."

Several cadres launched the attack without thinking.

"You all, stand down, Fike is not a match for you."

Brother Ming had no time to stop him, so he could only grit his teeth and shout.

At the same time, he worked harder to turn the ground into a thin line and took the lead in attacking Fick.

If he didn't hold Fick back, the others would definitely die.

"remarkably brave."

Fike's steps towards Brother Ming still continued, and his disgusted expression returned to calmness.

"But, I'm just looking for death."

Fike swung his sword to cut off the incoming thread spikes.

"Congeal."

As soon as the word came out, the surroundings were calm.

As if the words were followed, all attacks by everyone stopped.

Even the body cannot move at all.

The wind can blow everything away or make everything still.

"Puff, puff, puff..."

Around everyone, wind blades emerged out of thin air.

With a slight stroke, wounds were cut on everyone's body.

Even if it is armed and hardened, it cannot stop the cutting of the wind blade.

"Puff, puff, puff..."

The number of wind blades increased, and everyone was immediately covered with scars.

"Resistance is futile."

If you use armed color to resist, you won't be able to die immediately, it will be more like torture.

Giving up resistance may be a better choice.

A weak person can't even break the prison of the wind that he drives at will.

"Fick..."

Brother Ming's face was extremely ferocious, and the sounds coming out of his mouth were like wild beasts.

The miserable look of everyone clearly angered Brother Ming.

However, what can you do if you are angry?

Fick didn't even take action, how could Brother Ming stop it?

Even Fick was walking towards Brother Ming step by step, waving the blade in his hand casually.

"I don't care about you at all, but you insist on seeking death."

Fick walked five steps away from Ming Ge and shook his head slightly.

Brother Ming, I became enemies with him very early, and was even the first person to force him to use his full strength.

When we first met Brother Ming, if the effect of his boxing technique and the Zhenzhen Fruit hadn't scared him off, he would have been the loser.

At that time, if Brother Ming had been more courageous, his physical strength was about to be exhausted, and he had only one way to escape by jumping into the sea.

He didn't bother with Brother Ming, it was a big deal for adults.

However, Brother Ming insists on provoking him now, what can he do?

I can only help Brother Ming.

"咈咈 咈咈 下, see the true chapter under your hand!"

Brother Ming laughed angrily, jumped up, and punched out from a high position.

At the same time, endless threads wrapped around the fist to form a huge fist.

It can be seen that after being taught by Kaido for a period of time, Brother Ming not only learned the overlord color entanglement.

"Super punch."

The huge thread fist was wrapped with two-color domineering energy, and when it hit it, it stirred up a strong wind.

"Not bad, there is progress."

Fike raised his head and nodded in recognition of Brother Ming's strength.

This punch was even more powerful than Luffy's fist.