One Piece: Get the power of the Titans at the beginning!

Borsalino, who transformed into golden particles of light, appeared on Rayleigh's left side and kicked Rayleigh's temple with his whip leg.

Rayleigh smiled. "Young man, my old bones can't stand the torture anymore."

"However, seeing as how energetic you are, I can still light up the day with you."

A black finger touched the toes of Borsalino.

At the moment of the collision, Borsalino felt severe pain from his toes.

Clang!

After a brief contact, the two separated from each other.

Borsalino looked at this kick and actually didn't let the old guy in front of him move at all.

And with a smile on his face, he seemed effortless at all.

Knowing that he was not strong enough to compete with him, he made an inexplicable gesture with his hand.

The next second, it turned into light particles and disappeared from the spot, then appeared in mid-air. With his hands clasped together, countless light rains fell from behind, blocking Rayleigh's movement and trapping him firmly in the surrounding area.

Boom boom boom!

The ground seemed to be baptized by artillery shells, and the sky was filled with smoke, but it was not over yet. A huge red fist hit hard from the sky.

It turns out that Borsalino did this to give Sakaski a chance to attack.

Under such a large-scale attack, I don't believe that Lei Li can handle it so easily.

Rayleigh stood in the smoke, feeling the heat coming from above, and smiled helplessly. "Young people, you really don't give the elderly a chance to breathe."

"I'm already old, so I can't be allowed to move less."

Reilly is close to 40 years old, but his strong body does not show the decadence of a middle-aged man at all.

His physical strength is much higher than that of Borsalino and others.

Pulling out the Western sword and making a swing, red threads spread out from Rayleigh's body, with a strong overlord color attached to the Western sword.

There are slight cracks in the surrounding land, which shows that Rayleigh's overlord-colored domineering energy has been able to affect the essence.

"Where does this domineering look come from?"

"Look, it's that old man."

Fortunately, those who came to participate in the battle were all Karl's children and his high-end combat capabilities.

Ordinary fishmen are only responsible for some logistical work at the port.

The strong domineering aura spread throughout the battlefield, but no one rolled their eyes or fainted.

With a sudden stroke towards the sky, the red magma was split into two in the blink of an eye, and the white clouds in the sky were cut open.

The magma that was cut in half smashed down the ice, raising a large cloud of white mist, revealing huge tree roots.

Borsalino didn't give Rayleigh the slightest chance to breathe. He held a two-meter-long lightsaber in his right hand and charged straight at Rayleigh.

After this period of practice, Borsalino is now a first-class swordsman among the great swordsmen.

Coupled with the blessing of the Devil Fruit, it is comparable to a swordsman at the level of a great swordsman.

When Sakaski saw that his attack was easily cracked by Reilly, he spat out a mouthful of blood with disdain.

Wiping the sword marks on his chest, he rushed forward again brandishing his lava iron fist.

In another corner of the battlefield, Jabba and others were engaged in a fierce competition with the pirates headed by Perospero and Owen.

But Davis was not blind. After seeing Charlotte Lingling withdraw from the battle, he also silently chose to withdraw from the battle and watch everything on the field to avoid anyone being killed or injured.

Pull some excess high-end combat power from the battlefield and watch the surroundings with him.

It seemed that he had guessed what kind of compromise Carl seemed to have made with Roger.

The reason why the current battlefield is not over yet may be because of the training for newcomers, and the opponent has not been cruel.

A part of the mid-to-high-end combat power was withdrawn, making the battle for the remaining members more and more difficult.

But their combat experience also advanced rapidly under this huge pressure.

The battle became more and more chaotic, and various strange abilities appeared one after another.

The members of the Roger Pirates were not jealous. Except for Rayleigh, Jabba and others, the others were at the level of major general and lieutenant general, but they were evenly matched in a short period of time.

Carl saw the following scene.

I sighed in my heart: It is indeed the pirate group that can finally win the title of Pirate King.

With this fighting power, no pirate group can match it in terms of cutting-edge combat power, except of course Carl.

It seems that the Golden Lion did not lose unfairly.

Aokiji was also sent to the dock by a small group of fishmen and was sitting on a large chair to rest.

His eyes were full of passion. Although he wanted to go forward and fight these top pirates, he felt that his current physical strength could only be restored quickly by using Chinese medicine here.

See if you can get a chance to step forward and participate in the battle. Such battles are rare.

With scientists gathered from all over the country, Chinese medicine for restoring physical strength has long been developed. Although it is a bit bitter, it can restore people's physical strength to normal state in a short time.

It can be regarded as a weakened version of the Recovery Pill.

Just as he was watching the battle on the field attentively, he suddenly felt a cold breath coming from behind. The breath was weak, but the murderous intention in it could not be hidden.

Aokiji frowned. Logically speaking, there would be no members of the Roger Pirates behind him.

The hidden personnel of the World Government will be cleaned up every once in a while, and no one will dare to touch him, right?

Could it be that some force that fished in troubled waters quietly came to the island?

What is their purpose? Could it be that he wanted to cause a full-scale confrontation between the Roger Pirates and Carl?

As the saying goes. Father, like son!

After Qingzhi retreated, he immediately noticed the difference on the field. The two forces looked more like a sparring match than a life-or-death battle.

He wanted to stand up and turn around to watch, but when he realized his strength, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

It seemed that these mice saw that he was exhausted and wanted to take risks, so let them do as they wished.

By the way, let him see who sent these rats.

He quickly swallowed the Chinese medicine on the table in front of him, feeling the bitter taste in his mouth, and couldn't help but frown.

"It's too bitter!"

"If you don't take action, wouldn't you be letting me down by tasting such bitter Chinese medicine?"

Although this is not the first time I have taken Chinese medicine, it is the first time I have taken it in such a hurry.

You can feel the strong bitter taste from your mouth to your throat and even your stomach. Even drinking tea can't hide it.

This made him, Qing Pheasant, full of evil thoughts towards those who attempted to kill him.

Not far behind, five lurking personnel from the World Government were following the brigade to deliver supplies.

This batch of supplies includes a small amount of ammunition and a large amount of medical supplies.

Originally, the combat effectiveness of the two forces was about the same, but because Karl wanted to hone his men, the combat effectiveness of the two parties was tilted.

This resulted in people being injured and sent down from time to time. This requires a large amount of recovery drugs.

The five of them were about to pass behind the Qing Pheasant stool.