One Piece: The Soul Purchasing Pirate

As Luo Chen approached very quickly, it was clear at this moment that the sword, the fierce tearing of space, the winking of the eyes became coarse, and the power spread in an instant.

Every sword can tear the sea apart.

Such a golden lion, definitely not the guy who was defeated in the late war with Luffy, by a newcomer from a district.

His power is weakened, but not yet enough to let anyone bully him like that.

But!

Even so, so what!

He's not Lu Chen, nor Lu Fei!

The seven star sword trembled wildly, and the fierce Xuan Gong real yuan poured out. Above its sword blade, the cumbersome Xuan Au Fu Wen seemed to light up at this moment, and the blazing airflow was excited. Oscillating the surrounding space, a twisted line is formed.

“Go! ”

“Ten Thousand Swords! ”

A long sword, between waving, suddenly becomes a myriad of phantoms. And then these visions become real, and they stick out hard.

“Boo-hoo! ”

Sword lights abound, the sword strength of the Golden Lion is offset by countless swordlights going forward and backward.

In the blink of an eye, the distance between the two had been pulled, close, to the face-to-face situation.

Luo Chen's eyes are like autumn water, as cold as ice, but as gentle as gentle.

The long sword waved, the dark light swept past, pulled out a nice line, and swept towards the neck of the person opposite it.

“Luo Chen! ”

Golden Lion's pupil contracted and yelled again.

He had not thought of the strength of the other party and had reached such a point.

Electric spark room to defuse your own chop and attack again.

But the Golden Lion also reacted extremely quickly, his right foot suddenly lifted, the knife flashed bright light and instantly came in front of the 7-star sword.

“When!”

The crisp sword impinges and sparks.

The lifting of the right foot is actually a stalemate with Luo Chen's long sword, showing the strength of the Golden Lion.

But with only two breaths, the two retreated, followed closely, and rushed out again.

“When!”

The sword collided again, and both eyes became sharper.

“Sky Sword! ”

“Chop Bo! ”

The roar came out, sweeping the space and chopping, colliding hard together.

“Boom!”

The waves rolled over and the ripples spread out.

Everyone on the surface, dark hair floating violently, looked up into the sky, the two quickly retreated and again quickly approached the figure.

In a short dozen breaths, the two collided and the sparks splashed, like a few lightning bolts flashing in the air, large waves rolling over and even reaching the surface below.

“Eight steps of the Dragon! ”

Luo Chen foot stepped on the void, a dragon appeared, the illusory dragon body appeared, wandered up, stepped on the dragon body, his figure quickly moved, turned into a phantom.

He began to appear around the body of the Golden Lion and waved his sword. A floating posture emerges, followed by a rapid disappearance.

At this moment, Luo Chen's speed has reached its limit.

The Golden Lion reacted sharply and launched successive attacks on both feet, one after Rochen.

But as time passed, the golden lion's face grew ugly.

Luo Chen's strength exceeded his expectations, while his own strength was rapidly disappearing. After all, he lost both legs and entered a recession earlier than Whitebeard.

If you want to fight to the full, you need to give more than others.

“Moon teeth flush! ”

Once again, Luo Chen came to the front of the Golden Lion, and the moon tooth cut emerged.

The latter hurriedly lifted his legs, but suddenly the moon teeth burst into flames.

“Boom!”

The pitch-black moon teeth explode, and the brilliant flames explode, forming a terrible impact, allowing the Golden Lion to fly out in a flash.

This flight is a kilometre away, almost falling into the sea.

The golden lion sprayed with hot blood after a severe impact.

“Pfft!”

This blood dramatically changes the complexion of many people and also makes his own expression iron blue.

He actually, under this blow, got hurt!

“I told you, you're old, the world, your boat is gone, Ski! ”

“You can only get on someone else's boat! ”

“Your strength is no match for your ambition! ”

Luo Chen took his sword and stood looking down in the air.

“Luo Chen! In a short time, you've grown to this point! ”

Golden Lion looked ugly.

“Time is running out, the old will disappear, and the new life will come, which is the trend of the times! ”

“Unless.”

Suddenly a little strange flashed in his eyes. Luo Chen's face looked a little strange.

Pause, he said again.

“You can ignore the erosion of time! ”

Golden Lion sensed the strangeness in Ro Chen's eyes, even though he was injured at the moment.

His mind moved and suddenly remembered the speed at which the other party's power had grown. It was not scientific at all, and with all the mysteries, even if he had lived a lifetime fast, he could not see through it.

“Want to fight again? ”

Luo Chen said.

“War!”

The golden lion drank heavily, and his body struck again.

Then he came to Luo Chen and lifted his right leg.

“Chop Bo! ”

Luo Chen waved his sword and swung the blow away.

The remnants of the chopped waves rushed into the seawater on one side and were then cut out of the channel divide.

Again against the sword, the smell of the Golden Lion became more and more urgent, and the movement between hands became slower and slower.

“You're really old, Ski! ”

Luo Chen exclaimed.

He saw the scene when Golden Lion stood alone against Navy headquarters, when his hegemony, his courage, and even the strength of his hand, were unforgettable for the rest of his life.

Ski, at that time, was a powerful being able to resist Whitebeard.

But today, after World War I, Luo Chen's heart felt sad.

Between him and Whitebeard, nature is too different. But he has been able to fight the Golden Lion and, over time, he has even been able to crush each other physically.

Hearing this, the Golden Lion took a deep breath and looked complicated.

“Ro Chen, who in the world can not be old? I, the Golden Lion, am the strong man of the world, even if I am old! ”

As he spoke, the force in his hand was rarely stronger.

This gave Luo Chen a condensed expression, and he knew that this old and handicapped lion was about to burst into glory for the rest of his life.

At this time, however, a strong wind poured from the bottom.

Luo Chen perceived acutely, quickly retreated.

“You two, go to hell! ”

Roaring sounds, such as a high-speed train crashing into each other, have caused Cado to wave his fists. Golden Lion was stubborn for a second, but this was the second he was struck by Cado.

“Cut! ”

I don't know how many broken ribs, Golden Lion like a broken kite, flying and dancing from the air, a mouthful of blood spit out, the face has become depressed.

Luo Chen squeezed the seven-star sword in his hand and glanced at Caido cold.

At the same time, feelings in the heart are complex and difficult to name.

Broken legs, combined with a recession, make the old Golden Lion a little less than half an inch.

His temper may still be there, his ambition, but his strength.

It's falling too fast!

The hero is late! Ski at the moment, like a white beard from now on!