Pirate: Kidnapped by Kaido to be his son-in-law at the beginning

Originally, he was still struggling under Luo Fan's dragon slaying knife, and he burped on the spot.

The brutal killing looked at the eyes that had been dispersed and godless, and his heart was filled with fear.

This guy is serious!

In the face of death, the carnage is driven by instinct to struggle.

The brutal slaughter tried to resist and escape from the lock technique of the shock wave, but the big hand that pressed on his heavenly spirit cover was even more powerful.

Letting the carnage scrambling like a loach on the ground will not help.

As a result, Luo Fan pulled out the dragon slaying knife that stabbed in the chest.

Swing the knife to shake off the dirt and flesh attached to the blade.

Then, Luo Fan stretched out his hand leisurely again.

The palm spread out, towards the fury that no longer had the breath of life on the ground.

"Here it is..." the navies subconsciously snorted.

A familiar, gloomy and cold gloomy aura gushed out from Luo Fan's body.

The biting cold from the inside out, centered on Luo Fan and Fury, spread to the surroundings.

The sky was cloudy and dark.

The strange cold breath surprised the whitebeards.

In the square of the world government, the Warring States and other navies that had witnessed Luo Fan's next operation released their own momentum to offset this icy cold from under the Nine Ghosts.

Seeing this, other unknown people also did the same.

Luo Fan's eyes were constantly dyed with incomparable black.

The whites of the eyes and pupils turned pitch black.

"Death summons..."

Luo Fan opened his mouth and slowly spit out four bytes.

The faint voice echoed in the depths of everyone's souls.

[Summoned by Death]: You are the spokesperson of Death, and the flesh and blood of the dead will return from the River Styx at your call to fight for you. Current Death Servant: 1/10; Death Soldier: ∞.

Towards the furiously opened palm, a dark blue ghost fire condensed out of thin air.

Followed by.

A slender figure hidden under a black robe slowly straightened up from behind Luo Fan.

Those who want to see the true face under the hood of the robe can only see the endless darkness under the hood.

The phantom of the god of death, responding to Luo Fan's call, appeared between heaven and earth.

Everyone held their breath and looked directly at the shadow of death behind Luo Fan, their faces full of shock.

Even the second time they witnessed such a scene, a group of navies was still extremely shocked.

The ghost fire volleyed into the chest that was raging open.

The Grim Reaper Phantom, who had never moved, only raised his left hand holding the huge scythe after the ghost fire entered his raging body.

With a wave of his left hand, the huge scythe without a physical body immediately slashed through the furious body.

The God of Death stretched out his right hand again and directly pulled a screaming phantom out of the body of the fury.

The phantom extracted by the god of death is a fierce look.

That's the soul of the fury.

Death grabbed the raging soul, melted into the ground together, and disappeared without a trace.

Along with the raging soul, there was also a gloomy and cold aura that permeated everyone's hearts.

After completing the deal with the Grim Reaper, the Grim Reaper took away the raging soul, and the remaining body became a puppet that Luo Fan could manipulate.

In full view.

The body that did not have any life fluctuations slowly got up from the ground.

Against the hideous wound penetrating through his chest, Furious Rush knelt down on one knee towards Luo Fan with an expressionless face.

Lowering his head, he said furiously: "Meet the master." "

How could it be... How is it possible..."

The killing pupil earthquake, watching everything that happened in front of him, kept muttering.

"This... Liar..." the

others were equally dumbfounded.

"Congratulations to the host for getting 1101 shock points."

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining 966 shock points."

Although

they had seen the shock wave before, Whitebeard really didn't know that the process of transforming the puppet was so explosive.

Everyone only felt that the worldview suffered a 999 crit at that moment.

What kind of fruit ability is this?

It's too much, right?!

A group of navies looked around and saw that everyone from top to bottom was full of doubtful expressions, and suddenly smiled.

It's okay.

It seems that it was not that our psychological capacity was too weak before.

Everyone is half a pound and eight taels.

Successfully transforming the second Death Slave, Luo Fan motioned for Berserk to stand aside.

Luo Fan slowly turned his head.

His gaze rested on the carnage who had been horrified to the point of turning into a repeater.

Still repeating the impossible killing, instant cassettes.

"What are you going to do? What are you doing?

"What are you going to do?"

The repeater changed another line.

The instinct to survive drives the carnage to resist.

However, the control of the shock wave is like a large mountain, pressing overhead.

"Tap, don't smash his head for me, it's not good to look good in the next transformation." Lofan reminded Shockwave.

"Damn, I'm a moonman! You can't do that to me!

"Mean ant, you let me go!"

"I am a noble lunar man, don't try to transform me into a puppet!"

"Get out of here, you get out of here!"

"I begged you, I begged you... Aaaaaah! In

fear, he was mad to the point of incoherent slaughter, his eyes were bloodshot, and he watched Luo Fan's palm cover his face.

A mournful scream followed....