Pirates make jokes: Obtain eight magical skills at the beginning

"Shock! Tenyasha Doflamingo is crowned under the king's seven martial seas! 《

The world government and the five old stars sent congratulatory messages, warmly congratulating Tenyasha Doflamingo's career to a higher level! "

The lawless sea thief turned into a famous philanthropist, is it a distortion of human nature or a decline in morality?" After

reading the newspapers and periodicals delivered by the news bird, Yang Ming threw the newspaper casually.

The shadow under his feet pulled out long sharp needles, tying the newspapers floating in mid-air into a hornet's nest.

The headlines of the news newspapers carried the big head of Tenyasha Doflamingo, which now turned into a devastated appearance and fell to the ground with the wind, as if to foreshadow the future of this sea thief.

Seeing this scene, the two cadres of the Don Quixote family raised their eyebrows, with a touch of solemnity between their eyebrows.

The layman looks lively, the insider watches the doorway.

With this simple hand alone, Torrepol and Jorah both determined that the enemy was a Devil Fruit ability, as for whether it was a natural or superhuman line, it is unknown for the time being, but it is certain that the other party's ability is related to shadows.

Two years ago, Moonlight Moria accepted the canonization of the World Government and became His Majesty the Seven Martial Seas, and he was the Shadow Fruit Ability.

Torrebol and Jorah are no strangers to the Shadow Fruit, and out of the corner of their eyes, they glanced at their own shadows under their feet, distracting themselves from paying attention to their feet to avoid enemies from sneaking attacks through their shadows.

The small movements of the two naturally could not hide Yang Ming's eyes, and they were all seen by him.

Yang Ming used the layer of the pirate Li Qing's vest, many means could not be used in the past, avoiding exposing his roots, which meant that the combat power had decreased, and this move was also just in case, so as to involve part of the enemy's energy.

If it was according to the normal route, it would take at least half a month for the two of them to rush to the Chambord Islands from the waters near the Kingdom of Dressrosa.

But now, in less than three days, Torrepol and Jorah led the Plum Blossom Legion to Yang Ming, apparently with the approval of the world government, and the pirate ship shuttled from the holy place of Mary Joa at the peak of the Red Earth Continent.

I have to say that Draco is Draco.

Even if Doflamingo is now a terrifying sea thief, he still bears the surname of Don Quixote, a Draco family, and has privileges unimaginable to ordinary people.

All roads lead to Rome, but some people are born in Rome.

It's a cruel world.

Raising his eyes and quickly glancing at the Plum Blossom Legion, Yang Ming already had a plan in his heart.

The Plum Blossom Legion numbered about five hundred, each of them a handily selected thug from among the punks from all over the world, experienced in fighting and shooting, everyone wore a new flintlock gun and a hundred steel knife, and even some carried small steel cannons, strong enough to invade a kingdom with empty defenses.

Torrepol, the scruffy uncle, is more disgusting than expected.

The hunchbacked uncle wears a quilt-like cloak with strange circle patterns drawn on it, and under the neat bangs is a pair of round-frame sunglasses, hiding a pair of cross-eyed eyes behind dark lenses, and his face is dull and sallow, which looks like staying up late all year round, resulting in lack of spirit.

The uncle's upper lip beard is pulled, the lower lip and cheeks have glue-like hanging hair like whiskers, the mouth is slightly open, revealing leaky sparse teeth, and two lines of clear and transparent snot slip down from the tip of the nose, faintly making people feel sick to the stomach.

Torrebol struck the scepter the ground, and after a strange laugh came out of his mouth, he said, "

I say, I say."

"Just a guy like you who wants to challenge the majesty of the Don Quixote family?"

"It's really something that doesn't know if it's dead or alive!"

With the fall of Torrepol, the pirates of the Plum Blossom Legion immediately aimed their guns at Yang Ming and pulled the trigger in unison.

At this moment, the death knight, who originally stood on the left and right sides like a statue, immediately raised the wide-faced shield in his hand, layered in front of him, forming a steel fortress.

The dull black solid bullet landed on the wide-faced shield, and there was a series of "clanging" sounds, but it could not shake the steel barrier in the slightest.

Two teams of 100 death knights were killed from both sides, one person and one bladeless epee, once slashed on the human body, the pirates were either split in half on the spot, or crushed bones by the terrible power of the epee.

Torrebol sits in the center and commands and dispatches the Plum Blossom Legion.

If it is an ordinary pirate group, in the face of this group of dead people, I am afraid that it will be timid before fighting, but the plum blossom legion is obviously the elite of the pirates, and under the command of Torrepol, it is not flustered at all.

The pirates in the front row immediately pulled out their swords, and the hundred steel-made knives in their hands were a fine product produced by the Don Quixote family, whether it was sharpness or hardness, it was higher than the first line of naval sabers.

The pirates in the middle row kept pulling the trigger in their hands until the bullets in the magazine were empty, and immediately replaced the bullets in place and continued to suppress the enemy's firepower.

The pirates in the back row formed a group of threes and threes, one pirate carried the steel cannon, and the companion was responsible for carrying the heavy solid ammunition into the muzzle, and then ignited and burned the letter.

"Boom! Rumble! Boom..." In

the sound of cannon fire one after another, solid shells cut through graceful arcs in mid-air, and exploded and fell in the dense area of the death knight.

The expected picture of heavy casualties did not appear, these dead people walked out of the center of the explosion in a tenacious posture, stiff legs could not make knee-bending movements, but still galloped like horses, one holding a shield and the other holding a sword, charging forward first, taking advantage of the shock of the pirates in the front row, collectively tearing a hole in the plum blossom phalanx.

Seeing that this group of death knights was not afraid of death, and the combat method was extremely ferocious, it was completely a situation of either you die or I died, Torrepol in order to avoid the heavy casualties of the Plum Blossom Legion, immediately ordered Jorah on the side:

"Jorah, give you ten minutes to solve them!"

This is really not Torrepol arrogance.

Torrebol is timid and meticulous, and always likes to plan and then move.

After careful observation, Torrebol found that this group of death knights has a stronger physique than ordinary pirates, as well as strength comparable to small giants, and more exquisite combat skills, if combined with their characteristics of being dead and fearless of death, they are a very useful cannon fodder legion.

However, these death knights are strong, but they are not the opponents of the strong.

Jorah stood on tiptoe, raised her arms above her head, and made a graceful posture of swan dance, and her plump figure spun away.

"Miss Ben arrived, give me all the way!"

Jorah is not only an artist, but also a killer, under the seemingly comical dance, the figure jumped up, the feet wearing red high heels had a blade-like sense of sharpness, and under the sweep of the whip, the helmeted head of the death knight instantly dented, the head was separated from the neck, and the headless corpse took two steps forward mechanically, and then fell into a cloud of smoke.

If you look closely, you will find that Jorah's feet are covered with a thin layer of armed color domineering, which makes her have such a powerful lethality.

The midday sun seems to focus on the spotlight on the stage, casting on the fancy-dressed artist.

Jorah's eyes narrowed slightly, her purple lips opened lightly, showing her white teeth, and her arms waved dashingly, accompanied by a moving dance move, a large amount of transparent smoke like bubble clouds spewed from her palms, shrouding the surrounding death knights who tried to besiege her.

Jorah is a superhuman art fruit ability, able to change any target into a work of art imagined by the able, and can also turn his imagination into smoke and throw it at the opponent, whether it is a person or an object, it can become a unique work of art with the imagination of the able.

This is a fruit capacity with a low lower limit and a high upper limit.

If people in this world imagine the existence of the Jade Emperor, Buddha, Sanqing Daozu, Cthulhu, King of Yellow, Court of Life, Thanos and so on, there may be unexpected surprise discoveries.

Constrained by the limitations of this era and his own vision, Jorah tends to be similar to Picasso's abstract painting.

When strange smoke shrouded the death knight, these originally gloomy and domineering dead instantly turned into a comical appearance, and the whole body was painted with colorful paint, outlining abstract works with twisted lines, losing all combat effectiveness.

Even the ability of the Death Knight that would not have been killed by the enemy with one hit was also disabled after it became an abstract work, and was sent away by the pirates with a single bullet.

"Oh, roar, roar!"

"This is art!"

Dancing alone in the legion of death knights, Jorah is like entering no man's land, and the smoke wafting in his hands is like deadly poisonous gas, which is terrifying.

Of course, Jorah did not take it lightly.

She knew very well that these death knights were just appetizers, and the real main course had not really been played yet!

It's too late, it's fast!

Just as Jorah was at the peak of her excitement, the shadow under her feet suddenly changed, turning into a long pointed spear, trying to burn Jorah on skewers from bottom to top.

The triangular-rimmed glasses turned white in the sunlight, and a shrill sneer came from Jorah's mouth:

"I have long guarded against your hand!"

As soon as Jorah twisted her waist, she made a gesture to dodge.

But at this moment, two jade dogs suddenly jumped out of the shadows, one black and one white, opened their mouths and tore and bit, directly dragging Jora off the ground from the air.

Before Jorah could react, a shadow as thick as ink swept in from all directions, completely covering the last of her consciousness.

Seeing that in the blink of an eye, a capable cadre died tragically in the sea of shadows, a drop of cold sweat flowed from the corner of Torrepol's forehead, his eyes looked at Yang Ming in amazement, and he said in a trembling voice:

"With your skills and strength, the six kings of the underground world can't move you at all."

"Who the hell are you?"

Endless shadows shrouded Yang Ming, as if putting a crown on this king of shadows.

With black hair dancing wildly behind his head, Yang Ming's chin was slightly raised, his arms were spread, and his tone was flat:

"I am Lox · Li Qing, heir of D. Gibeck's will!

"I'm the man who wants to be One Piece!"

Hearing this, Torrepol's tiger body was shocked!