Save the world from Luffy

The capital of Alabastan, Albana.

The noon here is quiet.

Only the blade in the swordsman's hand flashed with cold light.

"I didn't expect it, Mr. 2, you actually betrayed us."

"Is this your backer? I don't know how many of you overpowered imps like this."

Catch Sauron's blade with his arm, and the strong man with an inch head disdainfully said to Mr.2 von Klei who was seriously injured.

"I'm so sorry, I can't beat this guy."

"But as long as there is no me, they have absolutely no other backup plan to use in haste.

"Without me pretending to be the king to anger the civilians and the rebels, there is no real reason to want to overthrow the kingdom, the rebels, it was just a joke, a mob."

Xiao Feng stood up with the help of Sanji, the knife wounds all over his body gave him a bit of male heroism.

"Do not talk."

Chopper took over the wounded and quickly treated the wound for him, but the dense and visible bone scars were not so easy to deal with, not to mention that there was a lot of dust and gravel in the wound.

"Usopp, I'll leave it to you and Sauron here. I'll beat those two idiot fat guys."

"These two look very strong, what should I do if I can't beat them?"

Usopp habitually persuaded him, then straightened his chest, patted his chest and promised: "Only such a powerful enemy is worthy of my Master Usopp!"

Sanji helplessly passed a look that cared for ZZ teammate.

"I just don't hit women."

"That fat aunt is not a human being, do you understand now?"

"Isn't it just lust, why do you say so much."

Usopp who saw through everything tore off Sanji's fig leaf.

"You are so much nonsense, bastard!"

On the side, Mr.4, who spoke with a delay, looked at his partner curiously.

"Miss Merry Christmas"

"He said you are not human"

"Waiting waiting"

Mr.4 smirked and clapped his hands, as if he had heard some interesting story.

"Bang"

The wooden bat hit the back of Mr.4's head, and the chunky aunt scolded her partner in disgust.

"You dull, fat guy believes anyone's words. Why are you still here? Go and get rid of this golden-haired monkey old lady being scolded. You don't take it seriously. You are stupid... stupid..."

A long string of words without punctuations popped out from his mouth like a flowered machine gun, and Mr.4 drew the giant bat behind his back.

Miss. Transformed into a fat mole, Merry Christmas took Mr.4 and disappeared underground.

"Is the fun show hitting moles?"

Avoiding the swipe with the whistling wind, Sanji stepped on Mr.4's head and avoided the sneak attack.

"You go to get rid of this long nose, and then help Mr. 4 solve the battle, if you don't want to be killed by Mr. 0."

"Then kill them all!"

The fingers of both hands turned into blades, and the sudden attack caught Sauron off guard.

His body was full of weapons, and all his physical skills turned into slashing. While Sauron's swift and peculiar offensive opened his eyes, it also added a lot of trouble to him.

The person in front of him completely ignored the attack of his weapon, and the sharp clash of blades continued to sound.

"It's useless, my body is as hard as a blade, and your slash is useless to me."

Ignoring the sword that fell on him in a desperate manner, and carrying the slash, he left a scar on Sauron's shoulder.

"what about now."

With the hands of the blademan, the Wadoichi character who converted into a Zanpaku Sword can cut steel with its own sharpness.

Had it not been for the steel candlestick made by Mr.3 to be too thick, Sauron would have been able to destroy the wax-seal Nami and their candlesticks.

Although Blademan's body is stronger than a steel candle, he is still unavoidably injured when facing Zanpakuto.

"Now I'm going to break your body even more!"

"No swordsman can defeat me!"

Mr.1 turned into a knife-edge interlaced fingers.

"Dust Cut!"

The sand in front of him gradually spread and the slashing mark appeared, and the swift slash that was almost invisible to the naked eye was better than the silent slash of Hundred Ke Luo.

They are all ten-finger sharp blades. As the head shaver master of Brossi Village, Clos can only yell Mr. Tony obediently in front of him.

Sauron closed his eyes and opened his eyes that could see everything breathing.

"Three Swordsmanship, Concentration, Extreme Slash!"

Facing the slash forward, the swordsman's journey had no reason to retreat.

After letting the invisible blade pass, and opening multiple slashes, after getting used to the opponent's fateful offensive, the even better Sauron began to suppress Mr.1 in all directions.

Skill, Sauron is better, strength, regardless of the same, physical strength, complete abuse.

As for fighting with his life for giving everything to the battle, Sauron never lacked a bit.

Over-reliant on his own physical fitness, and with the blessings brought by the fast-cutting fruits, as the top thug of the Baroque Job Club, Mr.1 has not encountered any decent opponents when performing tasks.

He did not practice endlessly every day like Sauron did.

Lost to Baiji Kroo, but this is by no means a reason to lose to this enhanced version of Kroo.

The wanton swing of the knife light made Sauron's mood more peaceful, and the opponent he had encountered for a long time was either a trash fish or a powerful enemy that could not be resisted at the time.

Sauron was full of joy when he met such an enemy who was not far from him.

The continual honed skills originally encountered some bottlenecks, but at this time, the bottleneck seemed to be quietly relaxing.

Regardless of Mr.1's gradually showing horrified expression, the thoughtful Sauron retracted the Zanpaku Sword when he repelled Mr.1.

But this made Mr.1 even more angry!

"Are you looking down on me!"

Mr.1, who was still a little bit willing to retreat, shouted angrily after seeing the swordsman retract the sharp blade that could cut him.

Compared to death, perhaps such humiliation is more difficult for him to accept.

"I will cut the steel, just by myself."

Sauron of the two-sword style is not too weaker than the state of holding the three-sword, originally he is most familiar with the two-sword style.

But when the teacher Shuangyue Koshiro took over the word of peace that entrusted Guina's soul and dreams, his three-sword style was born in the kendo of the two of them, the only three-sword style.

But now, this is Sauron's own battle.

"Come on."

The blue-haired phantom spoke softly in Sauron's ear.

Guina withdrew her strength, her eyes lifted.

She understood that Sauron wanted to see the world clearly by herself, not relying on her power.

"Well, I won't lose."

The swordsman opened his eyes and assumed a new posture.

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But on the side, Usopp, who was fighting with Miss.'s two fingers, fell into a hard fight.