Save the world from Luffy

The Chambord Islands are islands with only sunny days.

It's the same today.

The fine sunlight penetrated the leaves of the towering mangroves and scattered on the green space of Tree Island No. 42. Not far away was a carriage drawn by a mechanical horse. Beside the carriage, a boat was jelly-like The big ship wrapped in bubble film stops here.

It is the Wanli Sunshine, but it seems not.

It feels like a lot has changed, but it hasn't changed.

But these are not important. Today's protagonist is not on that ship.

"Face the wind!!!"

The green-haired ronin was wrapped in the spirit of the black wind and ghost, like a Shura evil spirit coming to the world, the two knives in his hands interlaced, and the sound of thunder roared and cracked when the blades interlaced.

When a black tornado slashed across the space in front of the blade, it was pushed and gathered by the dark double knives, and in an instant—

A black storm that is hundreds of meters high rises, and the center of that storm is a weird black tornado, and the murderous spirit that shreds everything completely turns this place into the realm of Shura.

"I am not the only one asking!"

"Your TN guy has the ability... Fuck!!!"

"Sauron, you are serious, right!"

"Take it to death!" The swordsman who had been entangled in ghost spirit looked at the courageless bandit who was fleeing ahead with a cold gaze.

As Sanji kicked the black tornado, his clothes were instantly torn into rags.

Sanji panicked, really panicked, Sauron was completely blackened.

"Similar to the sky rather than the sky, swallow Shura with my body and palm the light of the sun and moon."

The ghost-ridden man chanted softly.

"——"

The Zhanpaku knife in his right hand turned into fragments, and at the moment of disappearing, the ghost energy reshaped the body again, and the arrogance like a blast of fiery oil turned into a knife, and the killing intent ghost energy in the four directions was reunited and condensed.

"I was wrong, can't I!"

"Brother Sauron!"

Sanji is no longer just crazy, his mentality has now completely collapsed.

The black tornado storm is just an appetizer.

It is when an individual sees a non-human natural disaster player who can crack the earth and make the sky dark with just murderous intent...

They will all be counseled...

What's more, he asked for it.

In that blank sixty seconds, Sanji took the lead in asking about the black history of the second day of his seventh birthday. The beating was fixed and he could not escape 100%.

"I can't call it Dad!"

"Dad! Collect magical powers! At least don't slap your face!"

"I will work as a personal chef for you for a month, whatever you want to eat, just say the kind, 24 hours a day!"

The hoarse shout passed through the space between the two of only three to five hundred meters, and passed into Sauron's ears. It is necessary to be beaten, but if you can't slap your face, you can call Dad.

"I will give you a breath."

Sauron responded indifferently to Sanji's words, and described the unblocking words completely.

"Shura is dead, the dark sky."

The clear daylight disappeared in an instant, and the cloud of ghost energy enveloped the world.

After being solidified and broken, Shura turned into black air and cast into Sauron's body. The suddenly expanded body was compressed and solidified in the next instant, and his dark body was glowing with an incomprehensible dark cold light.

He closed his eyes, but opened the third eye pupil on his forehead. The dark pupil seemed invisible, but he could see everything.

The wave of killing intent turned into the tentacles of the dark eyes to explore the world.

"Come on then."

He vomited the cigarette butt, took a new cigarette, and tore the clothes on his body, revealing a body that was stronger than ever.

"I am also a man who walked out of hell."

A crimson flame ignited from the soles of the feet, and then swallowed the body. The high-temperature heat wave distorted the air, and the grass and soil beneath the feet instantly dried up.

Stepping on the moon step into the sky, he took a deep breath, the high temperature lit the tobacco, and Sanji exhaled white smoke.

"Originally I wanted to give everyone a surprise, but now this stage seems not bad."

"Let me see, in your two years, and mine, which of us has become stronger."

"My flaming soul of eroticism, I can't let more young ladies see it. It's really a pity."

"A lot of nonsense."

Sauron's two knives crossed in an X shape, and at the moment when the blades staggered, a black half-moon slash struck as if ignoring the barrier of space.

[Is it because this place has become his domain?

This thought flashed past, facing a slash that didn't have time to dodge, he instinctively kicked and slashed the side with his right foot that was red because of the high temperature.

what happened?

Although this move is extremely fast, it seems to be a bit weaker than the previous Tornado.

Could it be that?

Sanji looked at the direction where Sauron was, and the swordsman with lunge charged staggered the two swords above his head, and then he slowly pushed out a huge X-shaped slash.

At first sight, only the length of the blade in his hand was the only one, but after being pushed out, almost every centimeter moved, the X-shaped slashing sword aura grew by a point.

The distance of hundreds of meters was fleeting, and the slashes that seemed to be slow and real speed crossed the space. When they came to Sanji, the two black slashes of hundreds of meters were a hundred times or more.

"Did you TM the last two years?"

The flame that burned to golden red was the radiance of the soul that Sanji had accumulated so far. The soul of eroticism, which had never dissipated, precipitated because of greater ambition, burst out with dazzling radiance when it was revealed to the world.

"Devil Wind Foot-Memories of Hell·Apocalypse!"

Record the journey to hell in the past two years into a book, rewind it into a book, and turn all the sadness, sorrow, and pain... all of the past into a book of memories of the hell that lashes forward.

The shadows in the sky were finally condensed for a blow, this is the catalog page of the thousands of pictures in the scroll of the devil.

The counterattack meteor star greeted the violent slash that expanded towards "Endless". Before the two had touched, the violent air wave tore the green leaves to pieces, and was infested with murderous intent and withered, and then incinerated into fly ash. .

In the middle of the swelling sun is the cross-cutting hit point.

He stepped to the junction of the black light he swayed.

Then the sun-like meteorite exploded, and within a few hundred meters of the intersecting point, a vacuum field with no survivors appeared. The erosion of ghost energy and the hot deflagration shattered everything in the range.

The mangrove trunk with the "42" mark was broken in the impact, torn to pieces in the slash, and finally burned by the fire.

The blast wave shook the entire Chambordland Islands, and the spreading storm blew out a ring-shaped shock wave centered on the blasting point, a cold and hot death wave.

"Ouch!"

"This effect is ok!"

The Sonny, with its anchor down, seemed to be on a storm-ravaged sea, being dragged up and down by the waves, shaking endlessly.

Frankie was amazed at the spectacular sight erupting on the battlefield in the distance.

"This is the battle between men!"

"Supper!"

After finishing the pose, Frank looked curiously at Nami and others who had just boarded the boat.

"What happened to them?"

"Do you want to know Frankie?"

The body of a rag doll that was so horrible that he could hardly recognize it was thrown on the deck, and Sauron, who was wearing scorched smoke, stepped onto the deck disheveled.

"No! I have no interest at all, no interest at all!"

Seeing the Lord's return, Frankie, who had still wanted to know, changed his words instantly.

"What? I'll check it...uh...check if the underwear has been washed."

When Frank Sayazi retreated back to the cabin, Sauron turned around and looked at the group of non-combatants who were honest and well-behaved.

"It's all my fault, Sauron, I shouldn't be thinking about it."

The little reindeer who realized how much trouble he had caused would have jumped into his throat. If he had not misunderstood Sauron...Although his behavior was indeed misleading, he still had to recite.

"And me too."

Mary Ann knelt and sat beside Chopper, shaking her skirt and lowering her head. She really did not expect such a thing to happen...

"I will never use it indiscriminately in the future..."

"very sorry!"

"We will never speak out."

"Boom boom boom boom boom..."

With nine crisp sounds in a row, each of the nine big bags, watching these girls and little pets holding their heads and squatting defenses, Sauron, who had beaten Sanji, was almost relieved, but the lesson still had to be taught.

"There is no next time."

The crowd nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice, and everyone who was slightly relieved finally escaped.

"Clean up, Brooke's concert is about to begin, aren't you going to go there this afternoon."

Sauron kicked the rag doll under his feet, and the tidal exhaustion caused by the swastika made Sauron just want to fall asleep.

[Where is my room?

Sauron, who was in a daze, scanned a circle of familiar but unfamiliar cabins, then looked at the traces of high-temperature scorching all over his body, then pulled a stool, and the grunt gradually rose.