Pirate Blood Earl

"Give you face? Do you think you are Shanks, the Face King?" Dracula couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Suddenly, Dracula seemed to have thought of something, with a wicked smile on his face and said: "If you are a face-saving person who has eaten the fruit of face, I will give you this face."

"Face Fruit? Is there such a fruit among Devil Fruits?" Long looked stunned and recalled it seriously.

But then Long shook his head and said seriously: "Sorry, I ate the natural wind fruit, and I have never heard of the devil fruit called face fruit."

"That's right. Without the face fruit, how can I give you face? Dragon, please give way." Dracula spread his hands and said.

At this time, Long finally realized that the other party had spared such a big detour and was talking back to him, which meant it was a bit of a trick on him.

However, the dragon was not angry, and the serious expression on his face remained as unchanged as ten thousand years of black ice. The strong wind began to surge around him, and a chilling aura enveloped the space around him and Dracula.

Long is showing this with actual actions. It is impossible for him to give way!

Dracula sighed. He admired dragons very much. He was obviously a famous second-generation marine, and his power and status were easily accessible. However, in order to fulfill the justice in his heart, he embarked on a journey to resist the behemoth of the World Government. It is very possible that The revolutionary road of losing your life at any time.

To be honest, Dracula didn't want to fight him. As before, such a fight was meaningless.

However, looking at Ryuu's determined attitude, he will not give up until he regains Gion.

Then...

Let me see the real chapter!

Dracula raised his shoulders and threw Gion to the ground.

The plump buttocks came into close contact with the ground. Although Gion's physical condition did not cause pain, it was a bit embarrassing for a girl. However, she could not move her hands and feet now and could only use her beautiful eyes to fiercely Stare at Dracula.

Dracula had no intention of paying attention to Gion's mood. After leaving Gion behind, he disappeared in a flash.

Since the battle was inevitable, Dracula chose to take the initiative to attack. He always likes to strike first.

"So fast!"

Long, who saw it for the first time, was also very shocked at the speed, which was faster than shaving.

It cannot be seen with the naked eye, nor can it be perceived by the naked eye!

However, Long did not panic at all, and stretched out his fist covered in military colors to block his right cheek.

bang~

As expected, Dracula attacked the right side of his face.

Dracula immediately changed his body shape and changed his attack target.

But Long still resisted calmly!

Dracula speeded up his attack unbelievingly.

For a moment, Dracula could not be seen at all, and only the popping sound of banging bangs could be heard continuously coming from the air.

Long stood there without moving at all. He even closed his eyes. He just kept waving his fists, and the rhythm echoed with the explosions in the air.

Suddenly, there were roaring sounds and sparks flying around the dragon...

Two minutes later, Dracula and Long exchanged at least a thousand punches, and Dracula's attacks were all blocked by Long.

thump~

After another punch, Dracula chose to retreat actively and distanced himself from the dragon.

But at this time, the dragon did not let Dracula get his wish, and his body turned into the breeze, following Dracula like a shadow.

"Ouch!" Dracula slapped his head fiercely.

I am really a pig-brained person. People have clearly said that what I ate is the Wind and Wind Fruit. Of course, my sense of wind is extraordinary, so the dragon only needs to feel the changes in the surrounding wind, and then he will naturally know the direction of his attack.

Therefore, his idea of ​​using speed to win was unrealistic from the beginning, unless his speed could go even further, so fast that the opponent would not have time to react at all. At that time, even if the opponent knew the direction of his attack, they would not be able to stop him.

At this time, the dragon had already caught up, and a hurricane force strangled Dracula.

Dracula snorted coldly. The reason why he retreated just now was just to reorganize the attack, but not because he was afraid of the opponent. Therefore, facing the dragon's pursuit, Dracula punched forward without fear.

The strangling power of the hurricane is indeed powerful. Dracula's fists covered with the black armor color could faintly feel the tearing force. If it was ordinary armed color domineering, it might be defeated by the power of the dragon's hurricane.

But fortunately, the color of the Mexican army is indeed hard enough. It not only withstood the strangulation of the hurricane force, but also defeated the hurricane force in turn.

Long was startled. Seeing that Dracula's fist still had enough power to hit him, he hurriedly blocked it with his fist covered in armor color.

Dracula hadn't noticed it before, but now that he feels it carefully, the dragon's armed color domineering seems to be no ordinary armed color. Like his ink armed color, it has a special power!

Thinking of the other party's identity, Dracula secretly thought: "This should be taught to him by Garp."

However, Long's armed color has obviously not been mastered yet, and it is even worse than his black armed color.

So in this fist fight, Long lost a bit and was knocked backwards.

This time it was Dracula's turn to take advantage of the victory and pursue the dragon. Before the dragon had even landed, he caught up to him, raised his fist and smashed it.

Elementalization is useless, and the power of the hurricane is slightly inferior, so the dragon can only choose the armed color to resist.

However, Dracula's current strength is much stronger than the previous attacks that focused on speed. Each punch is so powerful that it can break gold and stone.

Therefore, the beating made Long frown and his arms tremble. If he hadn't maintained a cold and serious expression all year round, he might have grinned in pain now.

Suddenly, a flash of blue light flashed in the dragon's eyes.

Dracula suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his head, which almost made him faint.

Taking advantage of this gap, Long flew back and finally broke away from Dracula's continuous attacks.

"Overlord color!"

Dracula recovered with his firm will, but it was also because he was a little careless. Because he had not met anyone with domineering lust for so long after traveling through time, he was a little relaxed about this aspect of his defense.

Unexpectedly, this was the first time they met him and he was hooked. If the dragon hadn't been beaten by him and needed to adjust, he would have capsized in the gutter this time.

"Hahahaha, were you forced to use your overlord colors? You are really embarrassed, dragon!" Suddenly, a burst of hearty laughter came from outside the palace.

Hearing this voice, Long's expression changed slightly, and a complex look flashed in his eyes.

But Dracula's hair stood on end instantly. He was very familiar with this voice. Although he thought the other person was very funny when watching the anime, when they actually met him, Dracula only felt the shadow of death coming over him.

Outside the palace gate, a figure wearing a naval justice cape, a strong figure, exuding an explosive aura, and making people feel oppressive at first sight appeared!

"Monkey D. Garp is here!"

When he heard the other party's voice, Dracula had already ducked to Bailie and others.

Without any hesitation, he ordered: "Withdraw!"