Pirate: Sacrifice your soul to the devil

"Huh?" Mr.3 was stunned for a moment, what's the matter? Miss. Golden Week actually refused to color him! They are partners, they are both artists, they are usually close together, and the cooperation is quite pleasant, how could she drop the chain for herself at this juncture

? Isn't it a pit for teammates to drop the chain here?

But when he looked back, he saw Miss. Golden Zhou packed up the painting tools and put them back in his small backpack, sitting on the ground pouting and eating senbei as if angry.

I don't care about his life or death at all, but Mr.3 knows that no matter what she says now, she won't help herself color, this little girl's character is just one word, stubborn.

My little aunt, what are you angry about at this time! Mr.3's mentality exploded, if his move was not for Miss.Golden Week's coloring, his strength would be greatly reduced, according to the sword technique of the navy on the opposite side to kill Mr.5, he might really not be his opponent! Looking at

the man in front of him who was still choking on a faint smile, Mr.3 doubted in his heart, maybe he didn't need the word "maybe" ......

Crowley looked at the two who seemed to be at odds, raised his eyebrows at him in surprise, and asked, "Are

you still fighting?" "Are you still fighting......?" A fluttering sentence negates Mr.3's ability, making him feel as if he doesn't have Miss.Golden Week's ability is really a waste! It's so arrogant!

As an artist, how can Mr.3 endure this kind of insult? Being insulted by his own enemies is simply a denial of his personality!

If Crowley knew what he was thinking, he would really say to him silently, he really didn't mean it......

meantMr.3 gritted his teeth and yelled, "Fight!"

With that, he manipulated the candle robot, kicked violently under his feet, and blasted at Crowley with a huge fist.

The punch was fierce, but in Crowley's eyes, it was full of loopholes, and at one time he had dozens of ways to deal with it, but because of this, thoughts were repeatedly jumping in his head, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

Seeing that the fist was one meter away from him, Crowley still didn't react, but frowned and froze in place, as if he didn't know what to think, Mr.3 looked happy, this is not a sneak attack by himself, it is you who don't hide! He is

not a person who does not speak of martial virtues.

But the fist wind was approaching, and it had already blown Crowley's long hair, but he still hadn't figured out what move to use to deal with it, alas, it wasn't a good thing to have too many things.

He shook his head, helplessly raised the long sword in his hand, his wrist flicked, and a long sword danced rapidly around the thick white candle fist on Mr. 3's hand like a dexterous carving knife, and the layers of white candles were cut down by him, like snowflakes.

But you know, these candles on Mr.3's body are comparable to the hardness of steel.

Finally, the sword slashed off all the candle gloves wrapped around Mr.3's hand, revealing Mr.3's original hand, but his body was still leaning forward, and it seemed that even if the candle armor disappeared, he would punch Crowley.

Crowe

used the back of the knife to pick it up, and the huge force directly slapped Mr. 3 away.

Zoro looked at this scene and frowned, is this the swordsman who slashes iron? He has already tested it with his own sword just now, and the hardness of these solidified candle liquids is indeed comparable to steel.

And Crowley was able to cut through so easily, and the strength of this navy was simply unfathomable.

Mr.3 struggled to get up from the ground, the white candle armor had been stained with mud and looked dirty, as an artist he must not be able to bear the mud stain of his masterpiece, but he was not in the mood to think about it now.

His back was soaked in cold sweat under the liquid of candles and candles, this guy's swordsmanship was terrible! Just now, he clearly felt that Crowley had slashed through his fist and slashed off the fist gloves with exquisite accuracy, but he did not hurt his fist in the slightest, he did it on purpose

! It was as if he was testing how subtle his swordsmanship could be!

This guy was obviously able to cut off his arm just now, but he chose to shoot himself away, is he a whetstone in the eyes of

the other party?"Damn, you dare to look down on me!" Mr.3's face was blue and red, and the other party's behavior made him very angry, even if he was an artist, he was also a man!

His hands stretched out, like a flood, and a large amount of white candle liquid overflowed from his two hands, which was thrown on the ground and flowed slowly, forming a large circle around Crowley, and the matches burned, and the flames were blazing, forming a huge ring of fire.

"Art sublimation, circus jumping fire ring!" Mr. 3's hand changed again, and one by one the white candles created animals of different shapes, one after another, through the fire ring, and ran towards Crowley.

The white candle animals passed through the fire ring and suddenly ignited a fire, and one by one the flame animals dripped hot candle liquid and made a "bang" sound.

Crowley couldn't understand the artist's thoughts, and only felt that there were bells and whistles, and the famous knife was raised in his hand, exuding a cold glow.

The heat was already pouring in his face, and what he was worried about was not the flames, but the liquid of the candle that constantly made a "bang" sound, which was really disgusting if it was on his body.

Crowley's eyes froze, and the long knife was horizontally in front of him, and he swung it out gently.

"Frost Fall!" The

condensed sword qi erupted, and the cold wind it carried instantly blew away the flames burning on the flame animal's body, revealing the liquid of the candle that fused into a clump.

The sword qi approached, and the hot candle liquid, which was already of light weight, flew backwards.

Smack!

It's all on the faces of the people who made them.

"Ah!!h

The temperature of the liquid from the burned and melted candle is not low, and it directly burns off several pieces of Mr.3's face.

As for the candle fire ring he made, it was also extinguished by Crowley's cold sword aura, no matter how fancy the moves, they were all a sword in front of him.

This sword can reach the sky, enter the sea, kill demons, and ...... Well, on the wrong set, Crowley looked at the famous knife and couldn't help but fall into intoxication.

The gap is too big, and the strength of the two people is not on the same level at all.

Mr.3 with an embarrassed face has already retreated, the artist doesn't want to ask for trouble, this navy is too strong, he has now determined that he has no chance of winning, Mr.5 died unjustly!

And his own idea just now is also wrong, the other party didn't use him as a whetstone at all, just the other party's whim.

He doesn't even have the qualifications to be a whetstone, and Mr.3 is full of bitterness in his heart, and he is a test subject at best.

But

Mr.3 wanted to go, but Crowley disagreed, and as soon as his footsteps moved, the long sword came to Mr.3 and began to swing quickly in a strange trajectory, which was so fast that he couldn't see the sword shadow at all.

"Sakura, dance wildly!" Hundreds

of sword qi cherry blossoms appeared, constantly dancing in the sky, beautiful and romantic, it turned out that the swordsmanship could still be so beautiful, Nami and Miss. Golden Monday and intoxicated, the beautiful cherry blossoms with Crowley's handsome face, it simply made them want to stop.

But the Sakura Sword Qi is not beautiful on the outside, and the sharp aura contained in it directly makes the nearest Mr. 3 palpitate, and the candle liquid flows out of his body to protect himself layer by layer, wrapping himself into a big ball, and the dignity of the artist suddenly disappears.

He just wanted to live now!

Snort—

The beautiful Sakura Sword Qi shattered the huge candle sphere as if it had cut through a layer of paper, stabbing into Mr.3's body one by one, destroying the structure in his body.

Blood kept spurting out of his mouth, and a feeling of weakness came from him, and he didn't even have the strength to use his abilities.

These sword qi ...... It's so beautiful, it's art......

Mr.3 fell to the ground with his face facing the sky, and he smiled silly as he looked at the cherry blossoms in the sky.

As he fell, the Devil Fruit ability was instantly lifted, the shackles of the candles that bound the bodies of the two giants turned into nothingness, and the strangely shaped candlecake that trapped the three of Sauron disappeared.

The candle marks on the ground also slowly disappeared, as if they had never existed.

Crowley, on the other hand, looked at the candle that gradually turned into nothingness and fell into deep thought, since the Devil Fruit ability person dies, its ability will be lifted, what is the matter with the Golden Island that can be transformed into a magic stone island? That island is definitely the handiwork of Unan, if nothing else, it is the ability of the Devil Fruit.

But Unan is a figure from the old days, maybe he was once a person on the ship of the sea thief Locks, such a person has long been reported to have died, but if he dies, how does the power of the Devil Fruit work.

Even awakened Devil Fruit abilities can't do that.

No, he's not dead. An idea popped into Crowley's mind.

And Zoro who was untied recalled the cherry blossom sword qi he used just now, and couldn't help but freeze in place, it turned out that the original sword qi could still be condensed to this point, compared to Mr.3, who claimed to be an artist, Crowley's

swordsmanship was the real art! This navy's swordsmanship attainment was too high, except for Hawkeye, he was definitely the strongest swordsman he had ever seen.

Powerful Sword Hero...... He is fiery in his heart, and he is still a swordsman who can cut iron, if he can defeat him, then he can also reach the realm of cutting iron.

After Crowley defeated Mr. 3, Luffy and his party finally arrived, and seeing that their partner was safe and sound, their worries finally calmed down.

Knowing that it was Crowley who had solved the enemy, he immediately hooked his shoulders and laughed happily, and began to ask questions without knowing it.

This guy doesn't know what Crowley's navy uniform means.

The sailors on the side were completely stunned, this pirate dared to touch his own major general! And he was still hugging, too bold! They all wondered if their own major general would cut off the head of the straw hat boy in the next second.

But before Crowley could take Luffy's hand away, Zoro walked up to his side, pulled Luffy's hand away, looked serious, his eyes flashed with fine light, and said word by word: "Your swordsmanship is very strong." "

If you want to learn, I'll teach you!"