“Can’t it be cut?”

After seeing his slashing knife slashing at Whitebeard’s chest, but not even the skin was scratched, his pupils contracted sharply.

He was a little incredulous, and couldn’t help but raise the slashing knife and look at it seriously.

As if to see if something is wrong with his knife.

After all, it was the first time he had met someone who could not be cut by him.

“Goo la la!

Is it hard to accept? Bell brat? ”

Whitebeard grinned and once again exerted his other ability besides his son’s fruit.

Give someone a nickname!

Bell little brat!

Gengi Kenhachi, who had bells tied to every tuft of hair, directly gained the reputation of accompanying him.

“It’s a little hard to accept.

But that’s even more fun!

It’s so much fun!

Uncle Ben is still the first time he has encountered this kind of thing! ”

Geng Mu Jianba looked at the slashing knife and finally identified a problem.

There is no problem with the chopping knife, it is still the familiar chopping knife.

The reason why the cut does not move is because of him personally.

Since it’s your own problem, it’s easy to do!

The confrontation between the gods of death is actually the confrontation between spiritual pressures.

In terms of other abilities, the party with strong spiritual pressure can often have a greater advantage.

Although Whitebeard is not the Grim Reaper, the situation is the same in the opinion of Kenhachi.

If you can’t cut people, that is the problem of insufficient spiritual pressure.

“Spiritual pressure, it’s simple!”

The corners of Jianba’s mouth raised, revealing a bloodthirsty and excited smile.

Without seeing any movement from him, a terrifying spiritual pressure enveloped the space in all directions.

This spiritual pressure is so strong that releasing Buddha is enough to change the space, so that the gravity of the space here is constantly increasing.

“Huh?”

In the face of the powerful spiritual pressure emitted by Genmu Jianba, even Whitebeard’s gaze froze slightly.

“Get named!

You are qualified for Uncle Ben to remember your name! ”

Genmu Jianba stared at Whitebeard and said word by word.

“Edward Newgate!

But Lao Tzu prefers to be called Whitebeard! ”

Whitebeard said in a deep voice.

“Whitebeard?

Remember, Uncle Ben is called Genmu Jianba! ”

As soon as the words of the wooden sword fell, the person was already like a demon and like an Asura and threw himself in front of Whitebeard again, and the battle knife in his hand swept through the breathtaking spiritual pressure and slashed at Whitebeard’s left chest.

Poof

A bright red color suddenly sputtered out!

“What?”

Kurosaki Ichigo’s pupils constricted.

He didn’t expect that after Genmu Jianba encountered the same problem as him, he actually did not retreat, but bravely moved forward.

Gengi Kenba, who attacked again, actually managed to slash Whitebeard.

“Not bad! Bell little brat!

As long as you do it with your heart, you can still cut Lao Tzu! ”

Whitebeard glanced at the wound on his left chest and smiled back.

“Come on, fight with me to your heart’s content!”

Seeing that he could cut Whitebeard after raising the spiritual pressure, Wood Jianba was even happier.

My own idea is indeed correct.

If it doesn’t hurt, that is, the spiritual pressure is not enough.

Since the spiritual pressure is not enough, then put a little more.

As a god of death who can’t even solve it, his spiritual pressure is almost superior to the thirteenth team of the Guardian Court.

As long as it is a problem that spiritual pressure can solve, it is not a problem.

“You seem to have made a mistake about one thing!”

Whitebeard glanced at Genmu Jianba, who was crazy and completely immersed in the joy and pleasure brought by the battle, and his right hand slammed Cong Yun into the ground, and then his five fingers spread, and his big hand like steel caught his slashing knife under Genmu Jianba’s dull gaze.

Almost at the same time, Whitebeard’s left hand slammed out.

The fist power that was enough to blast a mountain of hundreds of meters was like a torrent pouring out on the abdomen of Genmu Jianba.

“Ugh!”

Geng Mu Jianba’s face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth on the spot.

“Lao Tzu just said that if you do it with your heart, you can also cut Lao Tzu, just praise!

It does not mean that it is a recognition of your strength!

Bell little brat, just before you are qualified to dance! ”

After Whitebeard finished speaking, the armed color domineering wrapped around his left fist and smashed heavily on the chest and abdomen of Genmu Jianba again.

Since losing the Shock Fruit, he has focused all his energy on the domineering and physical strength of the three-color.

The immortal body obtained after the perfect fusion of cells, coupled with the cultivation of Mu Dun and Chakra, his physique is not only better than the peak, but also the domineering tricolor also directly catches up with the late Goer· D. Roger.

At this time, even if he doesn’t use Chakra and doesn’t use Mu Duan, he has no less combat power than peak Kapu with his domineering and physique alone.

Without any fruit ability, he can stand at the very apex of the pirate world with only his physical body and domineering!

This kind of existence is not something that can be ignored by the more wooden sword eight under normal conditions.

bang

Entwined with a domineering punch of armed color, Genmu Jianba felt that everything in the world had disappeared, and only the fist that was bigger than his head remained in his sight.

In the face of this punch, he did not have any power to resist.

With one punch, he flew out a thousand meters away, and after slamming on several hundred-meter buildings, the whole thing was embedded in the ground tens of meters to depth.



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