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

Hissing

in the face of Kaido's direct spurt, Whitebeard's eyelids on the bow of the ship didn't jump.

At this time, his attention was all focused on Yang Jian in front of him.

After a brief fight just now, the strongest man in the world knows that the most terrifying thing here is not Kaido and Charlotte Lingling who are in his own era.

It's this three-eyed boy who doesn't even a quarter of his age.

"Draw a knife and slash!"

But Whitebeard didn't care, but the red-haired Shanks had to stand up.

Whether it is for a smooth escape, or to repay the favor of Whitebeard's thousands of miles of rescue, he must protect the Moby Dick under his feet.

The

sword flashed, and

Griffin inserted the knife back into its scabbard.

The heat that could have burned a mountain to the ground had been sliced through the middle by the red-haired Shanks and sprinkled on the undulating sea.

The hissing

waves, touched by the heat of the sea, were all evaporated into white mist.

"Nosy!"

Seeing his heat breath cut off by the red-haired Shanks, Kaido's huge dragon eye immediately flickered.

For redhead Shanks.

He's full of hatred.

If it weren't for the fact that the most unprofessional of the four emperors would be nosy.

Today, the three major admirals of the Navy will have to reduce their strength by at least two.

As soon as he thought of this, the raging anger suddenly spread to his chest.

"Kaido, let's make trouble here today!"

Shanks raised his knife and confronted Kaido.

"Bad wind!" responded

to him with several huge wind blades that erupted from his mouth.

"Hey!"

Shanks saw this, and could only endure the great pain of the wound, and forcefully swung his sword to slash down the wind blade.

It's just that he's just a human after all.

The injuries themselves were not effectively treated, and they dragged a body of injuries to fight Kaido.

With each swing of the knife, he could feel that the injury was a little worse than before.

It's not like Kaido, even if the G1 branch was seriously injured before, but he couldn't stand his physique and became perverted, plus he ate the green dragon fruit, and his vitality and recovery were different from ordinary people.

"If it drags on like this, the redhead won't last long. "

Beckman can't stop Auntie for long!"

"And Daddy."

At this time, Margao on the side looked at the audience.

Take in the confrontations between Ben Beckman and Charlotte Lingling, Shanks and Kaido, and Daddy and Yang Qian.

His own emperor is either disabled or sick or old.

comparatively.

In addition to Kaido's combat power is not at its peak, Yang Jian and Charlotte Lingling both have peak combat power.

"Trouble!"

After a moment's comparison, Margao's heart couldn't help but sink.

"Let's die!"

At this time, Yang Jian also made a move.

After this scene fell into Margao's eyes, it made the captain of the Ichiban team feel even more desperate.

"Your time is over, Whitebeard!"

Yang Jian and the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand rose against the storm at the same time.

In the next second, as he raised the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand, he slashed through the air.

The

Endless Divine Edge bloomed instantly.

The sky was torn apart in an instant.

A thousand huge waves were cut off in an instant.

In the terrifying sight, a huge slashing wave comparable to an island flew all the way to the Moby Dick with a devastating force.

"This kind of joke, you better wait for Lao Tzu to die before you talk about it!" On

the bow of the boat, Whitebeard let go of Cong Yunche in his hand, and then grabbed it forward with both hands.

The terrifying concussive force permeated the entire palm.

Just

as Whitebeard was about to unleash an air shock and shatter the slashing wave in front of him, which was comparable in size to a super-large sea king, a loud but resolute cry suddenly sounded.

Before Whitebeard's

shockwave was released, a blazing figure had already jumped over Whitebeard's head and resolutely stopped at the shockwave.

There was

a loud bang.

The vast ocean splashed with huge waves in an instant.

Faced with this slashing wave that was enough to destroy an island, Margo, who had transformed into an immortal bird, did not hesitate and resisted with his flesh and blood.

Even if the resurrected Qingyan frantically healed his wounds and kept his body intact, his size was too small in front of the slashing wave.

Even though he tried his best, he still couldn't stand the endless edge carried by the slash wave, and his body was crushed by the slash wave and fell backwards.

"Daddy!"

said Margao, snarling at Whitebeard without looking back, as he struggled to carry the slashing wave.

"Margao, what do you want to do?"

exclaimed Whitebeard, who changed color and lost his voice.

Since the start of the war with Yang Qian.

The strongest man in the world has never lost his temper.

Only this time.

He is like an ordinary septuagenarian, no longer the king who dominates several eras.

"Let's go!" roared

Margau with great difficulty.

"Are you telling a father to leave his son behind and run away alone?"

Whitebeard roared as he stepped forward in Malgau's place.

But as soon as his right foot was raised, a loud drink made the world's strongest man stiffen.

"And many more sons... I'm waiting for you, Daddy!"

Blowing up Whitebeard to the ground.

"Old... Old, you have protected me for half my life, and it is time for me to spread my wings and shelter you from the wind and rain once

!" Margau paused, and the color of determination in his eyes became more and more intense:

"Don't look back

!" "Don't hesitate

!" "The last thing I regret in my life is to have a father named Edward Newgate!"

The jet-black armament-colored streamer lingered all over the body.

The resurrected blue flame was also burned to black and blue.