Pirate: Sacrifice your soul to the devil

The infantry of the Magala Army began to rush forward, and the snipers looked for an opportunity in the shadows to deal a fatal blow to the two men.

"Alright, it's up to you. Crowley let go of Wayne's hand.

If you want a person to grow, you can't protect him all the time.

The flowers in the greenhouse need to go through the wind and rain on their own.

Wayne nodded, pulled out the short sword in his waist, held it in his hand, and his face was serious, he was finally going to go to the battlefield alone.

"Die!" several

soldiers, armed with rifles or swords, gathered around Crowley.

Crowley shook his head, even the soldiers of the New World are not much stronger, if there are really strong people, why should they serve a small country?

There is no sense of accomplishment in dealing with weak people, at most it is just used to practice and cultivate swordsmanship, his swordsmanship is too miscellaneous, and he has to choose a long time every time he fights.

"Yuehua!" The Three Sun Moon Sect in his hand swept near, and the purple gorgeous full moon sword qi burst out, directly knocking the surrounding soldiers away.

Blood spilled everywhere, like chopping melons and vegetables.

Looking back at Wayne, I saw that he was holding a short sword, step by step, using the soldiers to practice.

The domineering spirit of the Arcane level made the soldiers' bullets and swords useless, and in Wayne's eyes, there was no doubt that they were a live target.

"Sword Rhythm, Force!" he burst out, and a dark red glimmer erupted from the short sword in his hand, directly shattering the armor on the hands of the soldiers around him.

This is the swordsmanship he comprehended in combination with Crowley's Qianjun swordsmanship.

But the power consumed was too great, and his breath was a little disordered when he used this trick.

Crowley looked at this scene and couldn't help but nod with satisfaction, he was very happy that this little brother of his was going farther and farther in terms of swordsmanship, he had even seen the distant future, and he was the world's number one swordsman!

"Damn! They use our soldiers as whetstones!"

"Let me try. A gloomy-looking man beside him said.

"Be careful, you can't go back. The general nodded, this man was the number one master of their Mogara, and if there was a mistake, he would not be able to explain it to the king.

The gloomy man walked out quickly, and the shaving under his feet was actually one of the six styles of the navy!"

Crowley's eyes sparkled as he looked at the gloomy man who was moving fast.

He carried the Three Sun Moon Sect and greeted him, is this the essence of a small country

The gloomy man had a layer of armed color domineering attached to his palm, and directly grabbed Crowley's long sword.

But this is also Crowley's release of water, otherwise the person who dares to take his sword would not know that he has died hundreds of times.

"Your Excellency is Crowley Rommel. The gloomy man's eyes sparkled.

Crowley didn't deny it, but became interested, and said slowly: "I didn't expect to be recognized, how did you know

?" "The prince of Rommel's kingdom is known as a demon, which is easy to recognize, and Your Excellency is not a real pirate, right?" The gloomy man laughed.

Crawley's

eyes froze, and with a movement of his hand, he knocked the man away.

This guy actually knows about him? What is the origin? The

thugs of a small country know about this kind of thing? It is not spread all over the outside.

The

depressed man moved his feet, and he approached Crowley on the Navy Six shave.

"Flying finger gun, impact!" The

transparent impact finger gun struck at Crowley like a bullet.

Crowe blocked it with his sword, and with a guess in his heart, he smiled and said, "It turned out to be an agent of the CP agency." "

The Navy Six may have a way for others to do it, but in the end, the orthodox navy will be trained differently, and the flying finger gun is even more different.

Navy Six is a compulsory subject for CP organs, and this gloomy man is simply not too mature.

"No, it's a former CP member, I'm no longer doing it. The depressed man threw another punch at Crowley, and the force of the huge impact made him a little frightened.

"Mad Demon Sword Shadow!" The

black sword shadow shrouded towards the gloomy man, and the crazy killing intent was pervasive, but the gloomy man burst out with a huge shockwave, directly shattering all the black sword shadows.

"The CP agency is not something that can be said to quit. Besides, you're a Devil Fruit ability, aren't you?" Crowley frowned.

There are still such characters in the Mogala Kingdom, but he has not found such a character in his own country.

"Who called me the Emperor's Relative Nickname, Major General Crowley, is it really good for you to interfere in the war between the two countries like this?" the gloomy man did not answer his question, but asked sharply.

Crowley doesn't like this kind of guy, he looks like a poisonous snake, it's so annoying.

Suddenly

, when he lifted his sword, he slashed at him.

"Royal Dao, suppression!" The

Three Sun Moon Sect nearly turned into a huge sword shadow, and the aura of the royal road emanated, and with a huge pressure, it went towards the gloomy man.

Crowley felt that he was incarnated as Fahai who suppressed the white snake at this time, and finally knew why the old man of Fahai suppressed the snake spirit, because this feeling was so cool!

"Explosive punch, immeasurable impact!" The gloomy man saw that he couldn't hide, so he could only grit his teeth and meet it, and the two fists burst out with a huge shock wave and blasted up.

He is a superhuman, a person with the ability to impact fruits, and a former CP6 member, who just quit not long ago, and it was also by chance that he knew about Crowley.

Unexpectedly, today's mouthy brought him death.

"Death for me!" Crowley burst into a shout, a guy with a white face like a snake spirit, and he still used this kind of wide-open and closing move in battle, which is very disobedient

! It's disgusting!

The gloomy man's face was hideous, and the huge pressure had already caused his whole body to shrink, vomit blood, and the shock wave that erupted was even more violent, if he couldn't resist this move, he would really die

! He regretted it a little now, this guy was not a rear admiral of normal strength at all!

After

all, his shockwave couldn't withstand the pressure of Crowley's royal knife, and he was immediately broken through the defenses, first cut in half, and then crushed into meat sauce.

"Damn, Prince Patton is dead!" the general of the Mogala army trembled, and the death of the gloomy man was a severe blow to his self-confidence, and his life was already in danger no matter how the battle was won or lost.

If it weren't for the fact that he was still in trouble, he really wanted to rush directly and fight with Crowley, anyway, it was better to die on the battlefield!" "Haven't

our foreign aid arrived yet?!" he grabbed the collar of the adjutant next to him, venting his anger and roaring.

"By the time it's time, they're already on their way to the front!" replied the adjutant hurriedly, knowing that Prince Patton's death had left the general in hysteria.

Crowley snorted at the man on the ground who had been crushed into meat sauce by him, what would you dare to talk to him like that?! Have you lived enough!

Have you returned to the emperor's relatives, Lao Tzu or the prince said anything?

He looked back at Wayne's battle situation, at this time the little guy was covered in blood, and his eyes were red, but the overall condition was good, except for some physical exhaustion and some panting, there was no major problem.

The blood stains on his body are also the enemy's.

It should be able to hold on for a while, Crowley is not in a hurry, and only when he is in a desperate situation can he burst out of his true strength.

He understands this very well, although he has not experienced it much, but it must not be wrong if it is written in the book.

On the battlefield, a group of guys in red armor appeared, with a thick bloody aura on their bodies, and a blood-colored rose tattooed on their faces without exception.

This made Crowley look familiar.

"You kid is good enough, dare to take the child to fight the whole army! It's too arrogant!" The strong man at the head held a big knife and looked at Crowley with a hideous smile.

"Are you mercenaries?" Crowley asked helplessly, this is the foreign aid of the Mogala Kingdom? It doesn't seem to be as strong as the gloomy man just now, isn't this the legendary gift of people's heads?

"We're the Scarlet Rose of the New World, don't you know that

......?" Do you know Scarlet Rose?" Crowley was a little speechless, the names of these guys reminded him of a previous one.

That guy is now imprisoned in a big undersea prison by himself, and he can't survive or die.

"How dare you compare us to that kind of killer organization that doesn't go into the stream?!" the leader heard Crowley's words, and was visibly angry, and slashed at Crowley with a large knife in his hand.

It's so weak and domineering, it's so weak swordsmanship, and it's so weak foreign aid.

Crowley shook his head, the demon mask on his face seemed to show a sympathetic expression, and the Three Days Moon Sect waved it closely, cutting off his head in an instant.

With a movement of his feet, he kicked the head into the air, blasting the head of another member of the Scarlet Rose again.

The sword qi burst out, the sword light swept, and the blood-colored rose was completely annihilated.

"Can you be serious, this is a battlefield! It's not a good fight! Can you send some guys with a good level to come!" Crowley shouted, he was really a little disappointed, is the Mogala Kingdom so unbearable?

The general of the Mogalo army couldn't hold back any longer, roared, and went to the battlefield alone, a great shame! This is simply a great shame! The Mogalo

Kingdom is defeated, and he can't live, it's all the fault of this masked guy!

The figure skyrocketed, hair came out, and the whole person's body swelled twice.

"Fuck you, bastard!" The lion's paw was pitch black, and it slapped at Crowley.

"I've had enough!" said Crowley, taking off his mask and throwing it on the ground, his sword slashing the lion's paw off.

"The lion, the tiger is the king of the jungle!" he muttered, his sword bursting with a dark red sheen.

The sword flashed instantly.

"Qianjun Sword, Tiger Demon!" The

huge tiger-shaped sword qi tore the general who turned into a lion man into pieces, and the corpse blood rain scattered, staining the entire battlefield red.

Seeing that Wayne's physical strength was almost exhausted, Crowley directly threw away the sword light and knocked a large number of soldiers into the air.

"It's come to this, surrender or kill!" he pulled Wayne and raised his sword in his voice.

He really doesn't want to fight anymore, and the next time there is such a thing, he should give others strength and let others solve this mess.

It's too weak, it's really boring.

Before he knew it, he was already standing among the world's first-class masters.

Crowley only now understands why masters like to live in seclusion, the battles in the outside world are too naïve, like playing at home, and they can't be interested.

The soldiers of the Magala army all laid down their arms, and their faces were gloomy, and they were defeated.

In this battle, I don't know where the Rommel Kingdom invited such a powerful foreign aid, one person was an army, and defeated them all.

Who said that one man is not worth a thousand troops?