The most powerful system in history

Chapter 1584
Four Priests VS Four Pirates!
The four priests stood under the palace, with a murderous aura swirling around their bodies.

The members of the four Straw Hat Pirates have different shapes, such as Chopper and Usopp who are shaking each other and hugging each other tightly, such as Sanji who lit a cigarette and exhaled deeply, For example, Zoro, holding three long swords in both hands, reveals a slight indifference under his cold appearance.

"Where's Wu Liang?"

The four priests raised questions at the same time, and at the same time showed no interest in the four Qinghai youths.

"Chef? You don't deserve to see me!"

Sanji spit out a word softly, and the smoke lingered in front of him, adding a sense of mystery.

Chopper and Usopp's trembling bodies were entangled with each other, and their tongues had already started to get knotted. Facing this situation, they couldn't say anything.

But if possible, in fact, they really want to say a word, that is, the four priests in front of them, please go to Wu Liang, go to Wu Liang, Wu Liang...

"Okay then, the four of us will let you experience the power of the priest!"

"Hehe-hehe!"

Tangyuan Man bouncing his obese body excitedly on the Sea of ​​Clouds Paralysis.

"Let you see the end of disobedience to God's will, ignorant Qinghai people!"

Shura's eyes dimmed, and a cold light pointed forward.

The random combination of four people is Sauron VS Ohm, Usopp VS Shura, Chopper VS Nirvana, and finally the long-legged man Sanji VS Tangyuan man Sadley.

First up is Sauron VS Ohm!

Ohm lowered his eyelids and raised his head proudly.Seemingly eyes fell on Sauron, and a questioning voice came out of his throat.

"Are you ready to die?"

There was a touch of sadness in the man's voice, and the voice was very firm, as if Sauron in front of him would die in his hands.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with Ohm thinking this way, after all, he is the priest of the Iron Trial with a [-]% survival rate!
"Stop rambling, come on!"

Zoro drew out the sword in his hand and placed it in the shape of three swords.

For Sauron, every competition is a way to improve his ability, so he enjoys every competition.

"All right!"

Ohm let out a low moan, as if he was lamenting for something.

Ohm pulled out the cloud knife that was tightly bound on his back, and with a force in his hand, the cloud knife, which was only as long as a stick, instantly turned into a white braid, and there was a rustling sound in the air.

Sauron's pupils reflected the gradually approaching white iron clouds that surged towards him like waves.

Like a laser, the iron cloud lifted the soil, and like flashes of light, cold light emanated from the tip, and the cold light hit...

Sauron slammed his feet on the ground like a conditioned reflex, and his body quickly rose towards the sky...

Zoro felt again a swirling hot air rising from the depths of his chest as he bounced off the ground.It floated out.

This is a familiar feeling. Once, on a certain calm noon, the eagle-eyed Mihawk who appeared on the deck...

Sauron was feeling this way at that time, a feeling of heat, and where the heat passed, it was an extension of power.

Sauron just stepped on the ground just now, but now he has risen to the depths of the white clouds above the white clouds. Sauron, who was not used to the thin air of the Baibai Sea, is now blushing even more.

Sauron pushed hard towards the sky, and quickly fell towards the ground by the reaction force, and fell at a speed that was many times faster than that of a free fall...

In the end, Sauron ended up smashing a big pit about several hundred meters deep.

Ohm stared blankly at all this, not knowing why, he obviously just drew the iron whip at Sauron, and the whip was never even close to Ohm, how could he...?
Under Ohm's puzzled eyes, Sauron calmly crawled out of the pit, brushed off the dust scattered on his face, and looked straight ahead.

Sauron frowned slightly, the hot air in his chest was still spiraling up, hitting his body continuously, this was more majestic energy than in the last battle with Mihawk.

And Sauron's body seems to be a bit brainy to bear this majestic energy, and there are sweat oozing and rolling down on his forehead.

Under the blessing of this scorching power, Sauron took out the sword in his hand, held one in his left hand and one in his mouth.

Accompanied by Sauron's rapid movement, a light burn mark appeared on the ground, and the pure white clouds were stained with black ash.

Ohm was stunned again, the young man with the green algae head was blushing at the moment, turned into a bolt of lightning, and disappeared in front of him.

At the same time, he heard the sound of angry shouts, which hovered around him and enveloped his whole being.

This voice is-

What kind of priest, what kind of great god Anel, go to death!
to die?Ohm snorted coldly, death is the ultimate way of liberation, only death can stop wars and stop speculation among people.

But - those who need to die are not their great priests and gods, but the humble Qinghai people!
Ohm sneered, and slashed towards the ground with the cloud knife in his hand. Immediately, the whole ground shook uncontrollably, and the originally firmly fixed clouds also broke away from their fixation and floated up. On the ground, a huge ugly cracks.

Pieces of iron clouds quickly grew around the crack, and the originally soft clouds grew tips one after another, and the tips shone brightly.It looks like thorns, which are all over the battlefield.

In Ohm's view, no matter how fast Sauron is, as long as he can't break free from gravity, he will naturally fall on the thorns, and so far, there is no place where he can touch the thorns. Missed it intact!

Humble Qinghai people, die!After death, the world can be quieter!

Ohm closed his eyes, as if he had foreseen the final outcome, calmly waiting for what he foreseen to happen next.

At this time, the sky that originally made the sound of lightning suddenly returned to silence, and then there was a violent shout.

"Three Swords Style, Hundred Eight Troubled Winds!"

"Three thousand worlds, there are no self-stopping ones!!!"

This cry was like a precursor to a storm, and after this sound, three cold lights appeared in midair. The pale cold light occupied this space, and everything else became nothingness...

(End of this chapter)