Log in the Unparalleled Tyrant of All Worlds

The gust of wind rolled, and the sword energy was raging. At this moment, the earth seemed to be unable to bear it. The power of this sword trembled violently, as if an earthquake had occurred.

After a long time, the earthquake subsided slightly, and the Warring States and others immediately opened their eyes, and the tinnitus gradually stopped.

"This...this is?"

A lieutenant general of the Navy Headquarters stammered and looked at the scene in disbelief.

Everyone in the other navies and the World Government Alliance fleet also looked forward. After seeing the appearance in front of them, they subconsciously opened their mouths and couldn't close them for a long time.

I saw an unfathomable crack on the ground. No, it is inaccurate to call it a crack. To be precise, it should be a canyon, tearing the ground and spreading into the distance, with no end in sight.

From a distance, it seemed as if the earth had been split in half by a knife.

As long as there is another straight line, everything disappears, and the entire ocean wave is completely cut off at this moment, and the sword splits the mountain and divides the sea.

Those Vice Admirals of the Navy Headquarters who were just looking at the scenes in front of them fell to the ground, their faces full of horror, because of the huge fear, they couldn't speak at all.

Warring States and Zefa reacted quickly as if they suddenly remembered something, and rushed over directly.He also got up on the ground, staring blankly at this scene.

The next moment, the expressions of the two of them changed dramatically at the same time, and they couldn't care less, shouting: "Kapp, Karp, Karp. Damn, damn it.". "The Warring States roared.

The corner of Uchiha Itachi's mouth twitched, and his complete body Susanoo slowly dissipated, but he floated quietly in the air and quietly watched the scene below.

"Warring States, Zefa." A weak voice suddenly appeared, and an arm stretched out directly from the ground.

"Kapp!!!" Sengoku quickly rushed over looking at the arm in front of him, rushed directly to the ground and dug out a Karp buried in the ground.

"Pfft." Garp, who had just been dug out, spat out a mouthful of blood again.

"Cap, how are you?"

"Haha, haha, what a powerful sword, but the old man has a big life, haha, haha, the old man is fine, the old man is fine." Garp, who was enduring the injury, looked at a few people and said with laughter.

"Old Mad Dog, you almost scared us to death." Sengoku looked at Garp, grabbed Garp's collar, stood there, and growled loudly.

Karp smiled indifferently, stood up, and stood there resisting the injury. Looking at Uchiha Itachi in front of him, he suddenly asked, "Why?"

"Oh? What why?"

"Why are you showing mercy? I can feel that your sword can be cut directly at me, but why did it go astray in the end? Are you looking down on this old man?" Garp asked angrily.

"Not really."

"What the hell do you mean."

"You are very strong, and you can cultivate to the fifth door in the eight-door Dunjia. I am looking forward to it. Life requires expectations, and these expectations can make the originally boring journey full of fun."

"What exactly do you mean?"

"You really want to know."

"You have no value to kill, stupid weak. If you want to kill me, or defeat me, go strong. If you are not willing to be weak, then hate your weakness."

".々 Hate your own powerlessness, hate your own weakness, and then live ugly, keep getting stronger, keep getting stronger, and just live."

"Then, when you have more power, come to me, when you think you can kill me, come to me."

"You." This feeling of being despised, this feeling that the other party has no interest in killing you, this feeling of ants, this deep powerlessness, Garp's fists clenched tightly.

"Okay, this battle is over. It's very good. You make me very happy. I didn't expect that you, who are confined to this world, still have such strength.

"This time, Uchiha Itachi won, and in the second game, you sent people." Tenshin Dao Lingbu came out, stood there, and said indifferently.

Inside the position of the Major League.

"Cap, your injury."

"The old man can only participate in the last game, the final without rules. The old man needs time to heal, and the old man has no idea how much power he used."

"Well, we'll send it this time." After glancing at everyone, Heihu began to conceive his own goal, and after that, he clicked on a person and said.

(PS; who is with whom in the next game, huh, don’t you know if you look down?).

Chapter [-]: Thousands of Hands

"Third elders, it's your turn to appear in the next match."

"Oh? Old man? What do you want to do, black fox." Witnessing the amazing power of Uchiha Itachi, even the third elder of the Tianlongren would not dare to underestimate the existence of the Yanhuang Empire.

At this moment, they finally know why the World Government regards this group of lunatics as the most terrifying opponent, because these people are all monsters.

"I don't want to do anything, it seems that the third elder is afraid."

"Afraid? The old man is still afraid." The old man stood up and said.

"Then show your strength, the pride of the Tianlong people being trampled on, and the future life, it depends on your own ability." Heihu said with a smile on his face.

"The old man knows, cut."

"Of course, Elder Heffis, although your Devil Fruit ability is powerful, remember not to be careless. The battle of Lord Garp is the best example."

"Didn't you say that Uchiha Itachi is the strongest in Akatsuki's organization other than God's Zero Burial?" the old man asked inexplicably.

"The problem is that we are not facing the 627 Xiao organization, but that huge empire, a mysterious empire that has already opened the tip of the iceberg in front of us."

"The old man knows." The old man nodded.

Looking at the old man in front of him, Heihu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said lightly: "Humph! I hope you can win, if you don't die, otherwise, it would be best if you died. rubbish."