From the start of the fight, Moya had no idea that he would be hurt by the other side, and he even felt threatened to face a 16-7-year-old in a district, even though he could fight Dorag to that point.

He was careless, not only careless, but he didn't even use his most famous sword.

Divine Rapid Sword Battering, Nine Lonely Swords, and even now the 100-step Flying Sword. The rhythm of battle has always been controlled by Luo Chen.

Although Luo Chen is less powerful than a lieutenant general, he is also weak. A series of redemptions, he's long gone from that weak body.

If divided by bounty, Luo Chen's strength is definitely within the range of 150 million pirates.

His strength has grown stronger and his moves more subtle.

With heart to heart, if the other person is not too strong, he can even, at the first moment, directly second each other.

Moya, who was furious, had put away his belittled heart, even the wound on his neck, with a strange force, temporarily sealed off, without blood flowing out.

“Luo Chen, die! ”

His body turned and a tiny black cyclone on top of his knife began to spin around, shining like a star in his eyes.

Just for a moment, when Luo Chen saw his eyes, his eyes actually appeared in a trance.

“Fantasy, two knives! ”

“Chop!”

Moya roared, her knife covered her head.

“Boom!”

With instinct, Luo Chen crossed the sword and caught the blow. But just as the weapon touched, he felt that enormous force shocked, pounding, and the momentum seemed to be constant.

“Boom!”

In an instant, he was struck out and hit hard against the cabin wooden wall behind him, tearing the entire cabin apart.

“Cough! ”

Two bites of blood spit out, Luo Chen slowly stood up.

His pupils contracted slightly when he saw the black smell surrounding him over the other knife.

“Armored! ”

“Death!”

Lieutenant General Moya rushed over again after a shout.

He was like an angry tiger at the moment, furious, powerful and terrifying.

Luo Chen's body fluttered, no longer looked at each other's eyes, and quickly thought about countermeasures in his heart.

“Fantasy, armed colors, and his powerful powers. ”

Seriously, Moya showed his greatest strength, positively, Luo Chen was by no means his opponent.

And possessed, not yet!

The yellow monkey hasn't shown up yet, if it's just a lieutenant general, it's too wasteful.

As the sword changed, Luo Chen's hands, all kinds of sword techniques immediately blossomed out.

Compared to the pirate world, most Swordhawks are crude and simple, relying purely on the power of the sword. What Luo Chen has is undoubtedly more subtle.

Swordhawk is stunning. After the move, there will be no follow-up. And Ro Chen's swordsmanship, one loop at a time, in that world, is called the loop.

“Huashan Sword Act! ”

With a series of brilliant swords and flowers, Luo Chen began to introduce each other into a set of circuits with four or two kilograms.

Then, in anger, Lieutenant General Moya discovered that he had been taken by the sword of the other party with his nose.

Being able to carry on with one sword, he simply and brutally killed each other directly, but he was caught in a strange routine, a long sword, from all angles, directions, forcing him to follow the other's thinking.

“Shit! ”

A loud roar burst of black gas over Moya's two knives, giving her more power.

“Boom!”

Luo Chen was beaten back by tremendous force and his legs drew a trace on the deck.

Huashan Sword, broken.

But it doesn't matter.

The next second, Luo Chen raised his sword again.

“Songshan Sword Act! ”

Moya was reintroduced into the routine, roaring with anger.

More than a dozen seconds later, Moya dropped once more for 10 minutes, breaking Songshan Sword Law.

Yet.

Luo Chen's eyes calm, another set of different swordsmanship.

“Wind sword technique. ”

Break!

“Thirteen Swords of Life! ”

Damn it!

“The sword of evil! ”

Break!

In an instant, Luo Chen's swordsmanship changed, and more than a dozen sets of swordsmanship have been handled. Lieutenant General Moya was stuck to death and could not touch each other for a second.

Every time he punches his opponent, he falls into a new routine, making him feel bad.

“Who the hell are you, boy? ”

Until now, Moya's heart is full of shock. He is not a fool, naturally it can be seen that the other party's sword technique, though insufficient in strength, is exquisite, and in this short time, the other party has used no less than a dozen different genres of swords.

This kid, what the hell is going on?

Ordinary people, practicing a genre to the extreme, can become famous swordsmen, but each other!

Even he dared not call himself Sword Ho. Because he's the devil's fruit, swordsmanship, Navy Type Six Trinity guy.

He is not very familiar with sword techniques.

Luo Chen was silent and raised his sword.

All the swordsmanship of the Five Yue Swordsmen was used by him, including all kinds of swordsmanship he had previously learned from ghosts. At this moment, they were all used on Moya's body.

The swordsmanship, once he had done so, was the realm of peak creation, with no sense of greenness at all, as if he had merged with them.

This is what martial arts genius is all about, no matter what martial arts, it can be seen at a glance.

Next, the battle between the two was as if Rochen was in martial arts, and Moya was suppressed by death.

This suppression is not due to his inability to power, but to his suppression by the swordwalk. When Luo Chen first entered Kendo, he understood the realm of Kendo's rationality. For Moya, even if it was less powerful, he had technically crushed it perfectly.

Below, the navies who watched the battle couldn't help but get their faces together.

“Moya, Lieutenant General, he. ”

There was a major trembling to say that it was completely unbelievable.

On the deck, the shadows of the two men collided quickly and continuously, but it was also clear to everyone that the fighting situation was deflecting towards Luo Chen.

That guy, he can actually beat a lieutenant general?!

“Where's the phone bug? ”

Took a deep breath before asking whether to notify the yellow monkey colonel to sigh and drink.

“In here! ”

Another colonel looked shocked at the battle on deck.

“Give me that!”

The colonel grabbed a telephone worm and dialed it quickly.

“Moses Moses. ”

The yellow monkey's unique voice comes from the telephone worm.

The colonels all looked at the telephone worm and somehow felt a little excited.

This is a general!

“General Borsalino! ”

“Patria, we got a trace of Rochen! ”

At the same time, it is not far from the island of Batlia.

“Oh?”

The yellow ape standing on the deck, the original boring look, froze immediately.

“Oh, that's funny! ”

PS: Thanks for everything, fans of the myth anchor, permanently forgotten, the reward of old Montenegrin demons sending burials!