"boom!"

Jin'an dodged again, his figure almost brushing past the thunder, and swung his long sword, the blade light slashed towards Im like a gust of wind.

However, the knife was blocked by an invisible barrier the moment it touched Im, and the blade stopped only half an inch away from her chest, and could not move any further.

"It's still too slow."

Yim's voice sounded again, his tone full of condescending indifference.

She raised her hand and slapped Jin An's chest with her palm. The power was like a mountain torrent, accompanied by the blazing power of thunder, and it hit his body directly.

A hint of coldness flashed across Jin'an's eyes, and his body subconsciously stepped back, while the long sword in his hand blocked his chest.

His movements were incredibly fast, but even so, he still couldn't completely avoid the fatal blow.

"Bam—!"

The power of thunder hit the long sword hard, and the huge impact force directly knocked Jinan's body away.

His figure rolled several times in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground. The ground beneath his feet instantly cracked into a huge crack, and smoke and dust rose up.

Jin An slowly stood up from the ground, with a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were still as sharp as a knife, as if the previous blow had not shaken his will in the slightest.

He raised the knife, gently wiped the dust off the blade, and stared coldly at Im in the air.

"Is this your Ultimate Power?"

Yim said indifferently, with his hands behind his back, his posture looked elegant and calm.

"With just this little ability, you still want to be my enemy?"

Jin An did not respond, not even a word of rebuttal.

His eyes remained calm, his body slowly adjusted its posture, and his long sword was once again ready to attack.

He knew that facing an enemy as powerful as Im, any words were meaningless and only actions could prove everything.

Yimu's eyes narrowed slightly. She could see that Jinan's will had not collapsed because of her power.

On the contrary, he became calmer and more focused.

This calmness made her feel a little strange, but that feeling was immediately suppressed by her confidence.

"No matter how calm you are, you can't change your ending."

Yimu whispered, and then her figure disappeared again.

Jin'an sensed the danger almost the moment she disappeared. He dodged to the side without thinking, and at the same time, his long sword drew a sharp arc and slashed towards the direction where Im might appear.

"Om-!"

The blade's trajectory was extremely precise, but it was once again blocked by the invisible barrier. Yimu's figure appeared behind him, with a sneer on her lips. She raised her right hand again, and a thunder spear condensed in her palm, piercing Jin'an's chest with a destructive momentum.

Jinan's body reacted automatically again, and his movements were as smooth as flowing water without any unnecessary pauses.

He turned sideways with the smallest amplitude, and the thunder spear brushed his shoulder and pierced into the ground with a deafening explosion.

However, just as he dodged, Im's left hand had already swung out, and a lightning blade flashed through the void and slashed straight towards his waist.

"boom!"

This time, Jin An's reaction was still accurate. His long sword blocked the lightning blade, but the huge impact force still caused his body to retreat violently.

His feet left two deep marks on the ground, and he was almost crushed, but he still stood firm.

"It's still blocked."

There was a hint of impatience in Yim's voice. Although she still had an absolute advantage, she could feel that Jinan's movements were becoming smoother and more unpredictable each time.

This calmness and resilience made her feel a little irritated.

"It seems that your 'Ultimate Power' is indeed quite interesting."

Yimu said coldly, and then waved his hand, and the power of thunder gathered around her again.

"However, even if your body can move on its own, as long as the power gap is there, your result will still be the same!"

Before she finished her words, she rushed towards Jin'an again, and the clash of thunder and sword light ignited the entire battlefield again.

The battle between the two was like a storm between heaven and earth. Any existence that tried to get close would be completely swallowed up.

An was under increasing pressure. Although his Ultra Instinct made his movements perfect, he still couldn't gain the upper hand in the face of Im's absolute power.

"Jin'an..."

Whitebeard and Loki were watching all this from a distance, their hearts filled with anxiety, but at this moment in the battlefield, they could do nothing.

The killing on the battlefield was in full swing, and the world government's counterattack was like a dark cloud covering the city, completely enveloping the rebel camp.

The blood had already dyed the earth red, and corpses were lying on the ground in all directions. The roars and desperate cries of the soldiers intertwined into a tragic battlefield elegy.

At the moment when Whitebeard was watching Jin'an fighting, a cold light came from his side.

He was a top master of the World Government. His blade flashed with icy coldness as it pointed straight at Whitebeard's side.

"Do you still have time to care about others?"

The master sneered and said, his tone full of contempt and ridicule.

The blade made a sharp sound as it cut through the air, carrying with it a chilling murderous intent.

Whitebeard turned around suddenly and stepped on the ground, creating a huge crack.

He raised his long sword and blocked it in front of him. The shock waves from the blade and the long sword exploded in the air, making a sharp metal collision sound.

"Gu la la la la..."

Whitebeard laughed loudly, his brows furrowed but he showed no fear.

His figure was still like an unshakable mountain. Although covered with scars, his majesty was not diminished in the slightest.

"I have a white beard!"

He roared, swung his hands vigorously, and a shock wave burst out from the long sword, directly knocking away the expert's attack.

However, the master steadied his body again at the moment of retreating, his eyes as cold as a knife, and then pounced on Whitebeard again.

Whitebeard's strength was rapidly depleting and the wound on his chest was still bleeding, but he did not take a single step back.

He knew that he was one of the most important pillars of the resistance, and as long as he could still stand, these people would not fall easily.

"Come on, asshole!"

Whitebeard roared and swung his sword again. The shock wave was like a raging sea, forcing back the enemies that were rushing towards him.

However, just as the blow landed, three more strong men from the World Government surrounded them from different directions. Their attacks were swift and fierce, without any gaps.

"Dad!"

Marco's voice came from a distance, and his phoenix wings drew a trail of fire in the sky, but he was held back by more enemies and could not arrive immediately.

Whitebeard did not answer. He just used his long sword to block the blade attacking from the front again. At the same time, he swung his left hand violently, and a shock wave shocked the enemies on the side and made them retreat again and again.

But his movement was a little slow, and the third enemy's long knife scratched his shoulder, causing blood to spurt out.

"Gulala..."

Whitebeard clenched his teeth, still with that signature smile on his face.

His body swayed a bit, but he managed to stand firm.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth vigorously, his eyes full of arrogance and indomitable spirit.

"You bastards, you think you can defeat me?"

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