Pirate: I am the Holy Lord

“You wait for me, I will kill you sooner or later,” the bloodthirsty killing intent on his face was serious, and he practiced his sword moves with Diadiman.

He knew that this was the only way he could get stronger, and once he got stronger he could go outside and kill people, killing those who killed his parents and sister.

Luo’s heart can be said to be full of bloodthirsty killing intent.

At this time, he had completely blackened and became a little ghost full of killing intent.

“Swoosh,” just as Law followed Diadiman to practice his sword technique here.

Corazon’s voice appeared here silently.

“Lord Corazon, when did you come over?” Diadiman, who taught Luo Jianfa, suddenly felt a peeping feeling, he instantly turned his head to look at Corazon, at this time he saw a figure standing there, seeing this suddenly appeared figure, his heart can be said to be full of 213 horror.

When did Corazon appear here?

“What are you doing here?” With a face full of ruthlessness, Corazon looked at Luo and said inquiringly.

“Of course it’s to become stronger,” his face was full of hideous killing intent. The sword in Luo’s hand seemed to be slashing at someone else’s body.

At this time, his heart can be said to be full of killing intent.

“Get stronger, get stronger for what?” Even though he knew Luo’s answer, Corazon still asked with a serious face.

“Kill, kill everyone I can see,” Law looked at Corazon, his eyes filled with anger.

“Is it? Well, I’m standing in front of your eyes now, but do you have the ability to kill me? ”

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, with a hint of disdainful smile.

Corazon looked at Luo questioning with a disdainful look and said.

“Then I’ll kill you (bacg),” his eyes filled with anger, and Law raised his sword and quickly rushed towards Corazon.

“Touch,” Corazon’s figure appeared at Luo’s side at an unknown time, and I saw Luo, who was running at extreme speed with his right foot outstretched, fall out like this.

“Is this the apprentice you taught?” Looking at Luo, who fell to the ground, Corazon turned his head to look at Diadiman.

“I’m sorry, Lord Corazon I can’t teach me this,” Diadiman glanced at Ro in annoyance, and then looked at Corazon with a respectful expression.

“It’s true that this is not your teaching, you don’t have to blame yourself, because you are just a waste,” Diadiman with cold, Corazon unceremoniousness in his eyes.

“Lord Corazon,” after seeing that Corazon actually directly called him a waste, Diadiman can be said to be completely embarrassed, although you Corazon has a strong status, but how can I say that Diardiman is also a high-ranking cadre of the Doflamingo family.

“Am I still wrong?”

“Are you sure you’re not a waste?”

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his face was filled with a dismissive smile.

“Lord Corazon, I want you to be responsible for what you said,” with a hint of annoyance on his face, Diardiman looked at Corazon with a serious expression.

“What I said is just a fact, if you don’t believe you can come and try it and let me see, you are not a waste,” his eyes were full of disdain, and Corazon unceremoniously scolded Diadiman.

“In that case, then I have offended Lord Corazon,” Diardiman looked at Corazon with a serious face, because of Corazon’s identity, although everyone knew that he was extremely powerful, but Diardiman had never really seen his power.

Today Diadiman wants to see Corazon’s strength.

“Lord Corazon, then I will be offended today,” slowly drawing the sword in his hand, Diadiman quickly rushed towards Corazon.

“Swoosh,”

“Tick,”

Blood dripped down the tiny dagger.

Luo looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.

Towards Corazon came Diadiman, who raised his sword high, but at this time his heart was full of fear.

Corazon appeared in front of him at an unknown time, his body bent down, and the dagger in his hand was right on his neck.

If it weren’t for his quick and steady steps.

Then he will hit this dagger because of his impact.

“What a speed,” blood pierced the skin of Diadiman’s neck, dripping blood dripping down the dagger on the ground.

Diadiman’s heart can be said to be full of gratification.

If Corazon’s crooked arms had straightened a little more, he would have died here at this time.

“Touch,”

Diadiman quickly threw away the longsword in his hand.

“Thank you Lord Corazon for your mercy,” Diadiman looked at Corazon with a respectful expression, and at this time there was no trace of disrespect on his face.

If it hadn’t been for Corazon just bending his arm slightly, the dagger that came from this impact would have pierced his throat, and most importantly, he himself had hit the dagger. _

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