Kaido: My son has the talent to be the Pirate King

"Give it back to you!" Yang

Qian's eyes flashed coldly, and his throat rolled at the same time.

Then, he opened his mouth and spat out.

The

golden flames mixed with the Flame Emperor erupted from his mouth with a furious momentum.

In an instant.

The flames rushed into the sky, and the dazzling flames were like ten thousand golden snakes, lingering in the dim night sky.

"You can use flames too?" Ember

was startled at first, and then pride welled up in his heart.

He's Lunalia.

Let the Celestial Dragons be jealous, and hunt down the race that has lasted for eight hundred years.

Born to harness the flames.

Even when Kaido transforms into a green dragon, the heat breath he uses may not necessarily hurt him.

However, as the golden flames rushed to his face, a burning sensation that he had never felt before filled his nerves, and the disdain in his heart disappeared in an instant, replaced by a strong horror.

"Samadhi Fire!" Yang

Jian was not surprised by the change in Ember at all, but looked at him with a gaze full of mockery.

"Damn!"

Ember's face changed suddenly, and the scorching sensation that filled his body made him not care about cutting off Yang Qian's lumbar vertebrae, and hurriedly flapped his wings and rushed out of the encirclement of golden flames.

But he rushed out of the sea of fire, but the golden flames stained on his body were like gangrene attached to his bones, sticking to him, releasing the heat that burned his clothes to ashes, and then continued to burn his body unscrupulously.

In a few moments of hissing

, the place where he was attached to the flames had turned blackened, and a pungent smell of flesh appeared.

"Can't

be extinguished?" Seeing that the golden flame could not be shaken off and could not be extinguished, Ember's expression became more and more solemn.

"Can even my flames burn it?" What

made him even more creepy was the golden flames attached to his body, and even his own flames could be burned.

In desperation, he could only swing his knife and cut off the skin covered in flames.

As the blood flowed, pieces of charred flesh fell to the ground.

"In one face, is that pervert who loves torture injured?"

"And it's still a defeat in the competition of flames!" Quinn couldn't

help but show a dumbfounded expression when he saw this scene.

For this calamity that pressed on top of his head, and a single pressure was decades, he was extremely aware of the power of the ember.

Although they are both three plagues, their strength is far above him and Jack.

"Can't be touched by this flame!" A

palpitation flashed in Ember's eyes as he looked at the charred flesh that had fallen to the ground.

He didn't expect that he, who was born in the Lunalia clan and was good at playing with flames, would have a day of fear of fire.

"Mink self-esteem emperor!"

Thinking of this, Ember shook his wings and hovered above Yang Qian's head.

Then the sharp head is pulled back like a slingshot.

As

he let go of his neck, the air seemed to be forcibly torn apart, and a sharp sonic boom erupted.

At the same time, a shockwave like a laser burst out, shooting into Yang Qian's chest at a terrifying speed.

Yang Jian, who slammed

his feet on the ground, let go of the Buddha as if he didn't have time to dodge, and was knocked out by the blow of the Ember on the spot.

"He's going to fall?"

Seeing this scene, many of the pirates of the Hundred Beast Regiment showed a trace of anticipation.

Although Yang Qian's strength has won the awe and respect of this group of pirates, his sentence "Whoever let me land on my back, the true monarch is his" also made the high-level of the Hundred Beast Regiment angry.

"That's not right!"

Ember found that Yang Qian's feet that were shot away by himself did not leave the ground at all.

Sure

enough.

After being hit by the Emperor Mink, Yang Qian's feet were like the roots of the treasure tree Adam, and they were deeply rooted in the land of Ghost Island.

After receiving the full force of Ember in the front, he only retreated more than ten meters, and after his feet pulled two furrows on the surface, his body also stabilized.

What made the embers' eyes in the sky even more gloomy was that Yang Jian was hit in the chest by himself, not to mention injured, not even a trace of white marks were rubbed out.

"Fire Dragon Emperor!"

Seeing this, Ember let out a low roar, holding the knife in his right hand, and the scorching flames poured out, turning into a giant fire dragon with teeth and claws.

Immediately after that, he took the knife in both hands and slashed down condescendingly.

Ang

made a slashing gesture with the ember, and the behemoth fire dragon in the sky suddenly swept the terrifying heat, swooped down condescendingly, and smashed headlong on Yang Qian's body.

"I know that fire is useless to me, but still use fire?" Yang

Jian sneered and opened his mouth to inhale again.

The heat of terror is enough to distort the atmosphere horribly.

But this scorching dragon with teeth and claws was actually swallowed by him as soon as he opened his mouth.

However, just as the Yanlong Emperor was swallowed by Yang Qian, a black shadow with a terrifying edge fell from the sky, and the blade of armed black light was slashed on Yang Qian's right shoulder with a disemboweling edge.

"Armed Flame Dragon Emperor!"

Ember held the knife in both hands and slashed the blade on Yang Qian's shoulder.

Unlike the scorching heat of the flames, his voice was as cold as ice.

Apparently.

The Fire Dragon Emperor is nothing more than a feint.

The real killer move is a slash that is entangled in the domineering slash of the armed color!

"Armed color... Internal destruction?" Yang

Jian glanced at the katana sword that slashed at his shoulder.

The armed domineering spirit that wrapped around the blade not only broke away from the blade, but also pierced into the body like a bone appendage to destroy it.

"You wouldn't think... As the head of the three calamities, Mr. Kaido's deputy... You can't even master the skills of internal destruction, right?"

Ember stared at Yang Jian coldly.

At the same time, the hands holding the handle of the knife continue to increase their strength.

The armed color domineering in the body constantly turned into black streamers and emerged, wrapping around the hands and blades, trying to increase the destructive power.

"Not really.

Yang Jian retracted his gaze at the katana, and turned his head to meet Ember's gaze:

"I'm just a little confused, why do you think that mastering the armed color technique of internal destruction can cut me?"

As soon as these words came out, not only the embers who were close at hand, but also the eyes of Quinn, Fuzz Fu and others in the distance slammed into Yang Qian's shoulder.

"How is that possible?" Ember

looked down, and was horrified to find that there was not a trace of blood oozing from the place where his katana had slashed.

"There are no injuries at all?"