Pirate: I am the great swordsman of the blood clan

Maybe he doesn't even know what his fruit ability is.

The secret passage of the Warring States Period.

At this moment, the huge Blood Angel in the sky jumped down and slashed the sky with its long sword.

The field was filled with sword energy, as he got closer and closer to the golden Buddha of the Warring States Period.

The screams grew louder.

It wasn't until a hundred meters away that the deserted island under the Warring States Period was finally overwhelmed.

There was a click and it shattered.

Bang bang bang!

The naval forces present jumped up with moon steps and flew towards the warship they came on.

Then he continued to look at the torn apart island.

The huge waves of the sea seemed to have no influence on the two people present.

During the Warring States Period, he took a moon step, and a roar erupted from the soles of his feet.

Shock waves appeared on the soles of his feet, and combined with the Moon Step and Shave, his speed was not much inferior to Bruch's.

He waved his arms and collided with Bruch's sword.

Click!

The sword broke.

After all, it's not a real sword, it's just a combination of blood and weapon color, plus blood energy.

But even so, the strength is comparable to various sharp knives.

But it still couldn't stop the shock wave of the Warring States Period.

Bruch dodged, flapped his wings and attacked again.

The broken long sword in his hand was fused again.

A whooshing sound pierced the sky and crossed the body of the golden Buddha of the Warring States Period.

The giant Buddha's body was filled with purple gold. He blocked the attack in a daze, and then swung his palm out, causing a shock wave to erupt.

boom!

Bruch wrapped his wings around him and hugged his entire body into the wings, and the armed color blood was able to operate at full strength.

The wings turned black and red.

He resisted the shock wave of this blow.

Then kicked out.

The navy people present felt only two black shadows flashing back and forth in the sky, accompanied by bursts of roaring sounds and invisible air waves that collided.

This battle lasted more than twenty minutes.

finally

After Sengoku knocked back Bruh with one punch, he noticed a sense of weakness coming from him.

good chance.

With his feet in the air, he hit and fused the moon step, and in a flash, his hard-core armed domineering energy was accompanied by bursts of purple-gold lightning, and he punched Bruch into the sea.

To outsiders, after punching a golden Buddha, Bruch was like a black line, falling rapidly.

Instantly penetrated the already torn apart desert island.

Finally, the desert island completely collapsed under this blow and turned into pieces of rubble. Sunk to the bottom of the sea.

Deserted island, gone! ! !

not good!

Warring States suddenly discovered that along with the deserted island, there seemed to be Bruch.

It’s over, I’m working hard now

——————

In the hospital of the headquarters, a young man three meters tall was lying on a huge hospital bed.

The young man frowned, as if he was suffering from some pain.

"Don't slap me in the face!"

With a hula, he sat up instantly, and the young man opened his eyes with a cold sweat on his face.

Look around.

somewhat familiar

Into the hospital again?

However, he doesn't want to know where he is now, he just wants to know how his face is doing now.

He quickly got out of bed and walked to the mirror.

Phew~

After taking a long breath, he slowly sat on the bed again.

so far so good!

It was all a dream just now.

No wonder he was so scared, he just had the same dream over and over in his dream.

I dreamed that Sengoku punched me in the face.

Before he could recover, the same scene reappeared again.

In this way, he experienced facial torture over and over again

It's really terrible!

Just then, the door opened.

A tall figure walked in, followed by Garp, Lieutenant General He and others.

The tall figure said with some embarrassment:

"Um, Bruh, I was a little too excited just now and didn't stop. Is there nothing wrong with you?"

When Bruch heard this, thinking of the dream just now, a flash of anger flashed in his heart, and he said:

"There is nothing wrong with the person, but he may have a psychological problem."

"Is there a psychological problem?" Warring States asked a little uneasily.

Bruch told everyone present about the dream he had just had.

This made everyone laugh, especially Garp. He patted Seng Guo on the shoulder and said without stopping:

"Haha, Sengoku, you, haha, they all cast a shadow on Bruch."

He couldn't help but smile.

"You old guy, really don't know how important a young man's face is?"

"Little Bruch's nightmare is inseparable from your punch. Have you thought about how to compensate him?"

Hearing this, Warring States scratched his head and was about to say something:

"that."

Bruch waved his hand and said:

"Marshal, you don't have to take it seriously. There will always be various accidents in the competition. I'm fine with nothing now!"

"but."

"But what?" Warring States asked.

"My sword was broken by you. That's the sword I bought for one million beli. Where is the Third Generation Ghost? What do you think I should do?"

As he spoke, Bruch pretended to be very distressed.

His eyes unconsciously drifted towards Warring States.

His meaning is very clear, you have to compensate me

Although he didn't spend a penny on his knife, it was indeed worth millions of beli, and that was true.

"this."

The Warring States Period was in a bit of a dilemma.

One million Baileys is a lot for him.

After all, as a naval marshal, he has no other source of income except salary.

And he had no relatives. His only hobbies were goats and eating senbei. The extra money was either used as military supplies or to subsidize his subordinates.

I haven't saved much money over the years.

It is true that one million Baileys cannot be obtained.

When Warring States was in trouble, Garp stood next to him and put his little finger in his nostril and twirled it. It took a long time before a black booger popped out.

He instantly felt that the air felt much more comfortable.

Then he looked at Warring States and said:

"Actually, I think Bruch may need your rare stone and a famous craftsman more than a million Baileys."

Hearing this, Warring States' eyes lit up.

Yes, he doesn't have that much money, but he can hire someone to make him a good knife.

He has no money, but he has connections and a good rare stone that can be used to make a knife for Bruch.

The knife made from that strange stone should be no worse than his original sword.

Thinking of this, he told Bruch his thoughts.

After Bruch thought for a long time, he nodded and agreed.

In fact, he had this idea after the third generation of Ghost was broken.

"Okay, thank you Marshal, can I be present during the entire manufacturing process of that weapon?"

"No problem, but you have to wait for a while. I don't know where my craftsman friend is yet." After hearing Bruch's agreement, Warring States breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, it was his fault that caused the saber to break, and it should be the same for him.

Bruch suddenly asked:

"Well, Marshal of the Warring States Period, can I go to the East China Sea now?"