In Konoha: My apprentices have the wrong style

The Draco ships sailed back to the Holy Land of Maryjoya, the first half of the Great Voyage, not far from the island of Abini.

The night sky was so quiet, as if it were calm before a storm.

On the main ship, the two Celestial Dragons, Jialu Er Saint and Jiaru Maka Saint, were eating, and they had already begun to fantasize about how to play with the hundreds of slaves they had captured, all of whom had any status, female generals, young genius doctors, fruit abilities, and arrogant female leaders.

All of them are to be their slaves, toyed with, and return to the Holy Land to Mary Joya to brand each of them with the disgraceful Wyvern's Hoof.

Boom! Boom!

Two huge explosions struck from both sides, and the entire main ship was shaken.

"What's going on!"

"Why don't you go check it out!"

The two of them brought a lot of guards, daring to go to other countries to have fun, not to mention eight hundred guards, and three masters comparable to vice admirals, and a master who the first three combined could not defeat.

Estes and Tsunade leapt from the bottom of the sea, each rushing onto a frigate.

In order not to be exposed, Estes did not use the power of ice, facing the more than 300 Tianlongren guard elites who rushed in, he kicked the person to pieces, and took out the whip in his right hand: "Hahahaha, come more, come more, my man hasn't let me let go of my hands and feet to kill people for a long time." "

Her happy smile was like a demon: "Don't worry, don't even think about running, I will crush you all." With a whip, the ten people were directly split in half.

On the other side, Tsunade leaped onto the bow of the ship, and there were many Draco people guarding elites.

She held out her hands today: "Chakra scalpel!"

A wind shadow passed, and where Tsunade passed, more than fifty people fell directly to the ground and spurted blood to death.

"Guardians of the wicked, and wicked men, leave your lives, and I will give you a good time. "

On the main ship, Aska jumped on it.

"C.C is coming!"

Originally, the dark cloak emitted black light, making all of Ascar's moves become dark attributes, adding the power of C.C.

Demon King Askar Form!

"What kind of person, you actually dare to attack the Celestial Dragon!"

Two hundred elites on the main ship rushed out, while Garu Al Saint and Garu Maka Saint went up to the height of the ship, and behind them were four masters.

The person who led this group of guards was naturally the person of the World Government CP.

The corners of Aska's mouth showed a demonic smile: "I am the Demon King, come to lead people, damn people go to hell!"

"Pretend to be a ghost, give it to me, catch him!"

The CP man in the suit glared at Aska, and as soon as he said the words of command, he met Aska's eyes.

Askar stretched out his right hand - Geass!

"I'm the Demon King of Hell!"

Suddenly, the guy in the suit shouted, "Stop!"

The two hundred elites just rushed up, why did they stop again?

The man in the suit knelt directly on it and cried out: "Demon King, Lord Demon King, don't kill me, don't kill me if I'm wrong!"

Askar's deep voice: "I give you a death!"

The man in the suit pulled out his pistol and shot his own head without hesitation, falling to the ground bleeding.

The power of control, complete control over the person's actions and words.

A smile at the corners of the mouth.

"And you, kill those who deserve hell!"

Suddenly, there were fifty of the two hundred elites, and the first fifty people had just looked at Aska, and as long as their eyes were met, whether you were wearing glasses or hats, they couldn't cover it.

These fifty people directly turned around and killed their allies.

There was chaos on the whole deck!

Garu El Saint was a little panicked: "What's going on, why are my guards killing each other!"

"Don't panic, Lord Garuel, that may be that person's fruit ability. "

Garu El Sheng: "Then don't kill him, don't break it, I'm going to make a specimen!"

The horn-haired man with a three-meter body stood up: "I'll come!"

After saying that, he jumped directly from the third floor.

Two CP men in suits rushed towards Aska, the first was killed by Askar with a slap in the air, and the latter was lightly kicked out by Aska's knife, piercing the heart.

"Can you fight if you have one?"

In less than three minutes, there were not many of the two hundred elites left to kill each other, and the horn-haired man landed on the deck and roared, shaking his fists on both sides: "Get out!"

He didn't let go of his own people, and all the people around him fifty meters were crushed by his shaking fist.

Now it's all dead.

"I'm Tagoro, the one with the power of the Shock Fist Fruit, and even the Vice Admiral wouldn't dare to fight my Shock Fist. "

He looked at Aska, his hands wrapped in domineering weapons, and his fists vibrated at an ultra-high frequency like an electric motor.

Armor arms wrapped around the arm.

Tagore rushed at Askar with a gust of wind and threw his right fist.

Askar went up with his right fist.

Knock - the sound of the sinking bell ringing.

Tagore's face changed rapidly, followed by the sound of bones clattering, his right fist dented first, flesh splattered, and for half a second, his entire right arm clicked and shattered.

"I heard that you have a lot of power?"

Under Ascar's hat, the other party can see the position of his eyes, and there are two red lights, like a devil's light, which is the state of the Demon King Ascar.

Dark Burn: Thunder.

A punch struck Tagoro in the chest, and the dark light pierced through his back, shattering the back deck like a cannonball, breaking through a quarter of a turn, passing through the cages and cells of the hull slaves, and smashing into the sea, setting off a huge wave of three hundred meters.

Those slaves had long heard and seen through the round glass windows that a strong man was coming to intercept the ship.

Many of these slaves have not simple identities, but no one has ever thought of being able to resist the Draconians, and when they saw the two black-clothed women on the two frigates on the left and right killing frantically, all the slaves saw hope.

At this moment, the deck was shattered, and they could also see the battle at the front of the huge building.

"That Shake Punch King Tagoro just now, right?"

"Killed by the black-clothed master?"

"What a terrifying force. "

"Just now he said that he was a demon king. "

"As long as he kills these beasts, he will be our benefactor!"

Jialu Maca Saint trembled on the third floor, and Jiaru Al Saint was even more frightened from the chair to the ground, and immediately climbed up.

"Go, go kill that guy, Tagore is dead!"

The glaive scar man said, "Tagoro that trash, just careless. "

He leaped down with his knife and landed to Aska's left.

"You go, you go!"

The seductive and explicit woman bit her pink nails: "Well, in fact, I am enough alone." "

After saying that, he leaped down and landed on Askar's right.

"Someone who pretends to be a ghost, show your true form, my death knife, the Kidanta, to take your life!"

The explicit woman stretched out her hands, and her ten-finger nails immediately turned into scythes, and her tongue licked at the sharp blade: "I, the devil, Morala, will chop every piece of your flesh into minced pieces!"