My friends are all pirates

Before they set foot on the deck, Ashred and Monet had already received the same treatment as Diamanti, and they also had rockets.

This is ridiculous, obviously the guns of these soldiers are flintlock rifles, but there are individual rocket launchers.

Monet is Snow, whether it is an explosive bomb or a bazooka, there is actually a danger of harming the entity for her. This is the case in the natural system. Although the entity is conceptual, if the attack method can target the weakness of the relevant ability, the ability user Without a magnitude advantage, there is still the possibility of exposing entities - the most typical example is throwing a nature system into the sea.

Although Acheride didn't care about the life and death of members of the Don Quixote family, the guys from the Brotherhood of the Coast were still in their hands, so it was unreasonable to fish in person, with so many eyes watching.

So he had to help Monet block it.

"Thanks." Monet said.

"Don't talk about all this stuff, just go away." Ya Sherid, who was beaten into sparks, said.

While speaking, he held the sword in both hands, and with the flames lingering, he slashed forward with a slash similar to "Rage Strike".

It seems like a swordsman.

The flames cut open the deck of the warship in front of him with a slashing gesture, engulfing the dozen or so sailors at the front, causing more sailors to fall to the deck below with the flames.

Burning fruit is a very humane ability. Ordinary people will not feel pain if they are hit by this flame head-on. If they are not directly hit, there is nothing they can do.

Ah Sherid calls this fish fry chopping.

After breaking the formation of the sailors, Asherid rushed onto the burning deck and cut to the nearest mast with his sword.

If possible, hit the mast first, Henry taught him that way.

Chapter 32 I will remember you

With just one sword strike, Asherid cut off the foremast very smoothly.

It is really not difficult to cut a mast with a sword that can cut steel.

After cutting off the fore-mast, he kept his feet on the ground, his figure was like lightning, drawing a scoop on a gourd, and slashed at the thicker main-mast with another sword.

But this time, he was stopped by someone.

It's the bearded man.

A jet-black arm stopped the blow before the blade, and the owner of the wrist was the bearded navy man, who glared at Al Sherid.

He was bang bang bang with Diamanti before, but after a few bang bangs, he found that a bitch was cutting his mast, which was quite efficient, and one sword was one stroke.

The mast is the dignity of a man at sea, you can slap your face, but you can't cut my mast!

"Dirty pirate, just let me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Asherid turned around and ran, jumping directly from the cut hole on the deck.

Ah Sherid's idea is very simple - since he is in charge of frying fish, he should concentrate on frying fish.

Before Big Beard could catch up with him, the hull vibrated violently. From where Big Beard was, he saw flames erupting from the lower deck to the sea like waves, engulfing the hull, iron and human body fragments inside. .

The bearded man could fully imagine how miserable it was down there.

The navy's guns have always been a big advantage when facing pirates, but for a natural system that is fire itself, it's meat buns hitting dogs, which is equivalent to buffing the opponent, not to mention how many guns are on the deck. Packed gunpowder packs.

"Bastard!" The bearded man became furious, and chased after the gap in the deck where flames were blowing, "You come back to me!"

Is this horse riding a swordsman? ?

Your damn sword will cry!

Just after running for a few steps, the soles of my feet feel hot.

Without hesitation, he retracted his feet and jumped back.

boom!

Amidst the terrifying roar, the ferocious pillar of fire broke through the deck. Although it didn't hit the bearded man, it burned all the dense ropes above it, and rushed all the way to the sail, and everything was red.

The bearded man felt sad from his heart, the boat must be lost.

He was probably the first senior officer to lose his ship in this escort mission of Tiantianjin.

The most fearful thing about this kind of shit is accidentally taking the first place.

The more I think about it, the angrier I get!He must kill that stinky pirate who doesn't have the spirit of a swordsman!

Saying that the pirates are coming, Asherid jumped up from the new gap with the flames, and landed right in front of him.

Four eyes facing each other.

Kind of embarrassing.

"Why are you still here?" Asherid looked at the naval officer who was glaring at him, and couldn't help asking.

What about our general?Go fishing?

Then he saw Diamanti standing on the bow of the Vida, using two steel pipes against the hull of the warship and working hard there.

Sensing Asherid's gaze, Diamanti turned his head to look, grinned, gave Asherid a thumbs up, and then continued to give it a thumbs up.

Grass!You are a dog! ?

Ashred immediately burst into flames from his seven orifices.

Does this count as workplace bullying?

On the Vida, Monet who was standing next to Diamanti also saw it, and she said to Diamanti: "Asherid seems to be angry, that navy will be domineering."

"It's more domineering because he's old, he's just a solid piece of iron." Diamanti didn't take it seriously, "I always think there is something wrong with Asherid, besides, don't let him kill him Dover won't really accept him in a navy with a lot of weight, so he's really going to die."

Monet nodded and continued to watch the battle, ready to make a move at any time.

Doflamingo gave her the task of "leading people", if this task is not taken back, then she will keep watching.

Diamanti was actually watching too. He wanted to force Asherid, but he always felt that this guy hadn't shown his true colors yet.

It's really strange, Ysera is so backward, there is neither martial arts nor swordsmanship, how can such a person be raised?

At this time, on the deck of the warship, flames burst out from time to time. It was the residual gunpowder on the lower deck that was exerting "residual heat".

In the light of the fire, two figures are intersecting.

The sailors on the warship were almost lost, and the rest were barely alive. The only one with combat effectiveness was the bearded man, who was also the captain of the warship.

Diamanti still didn't care about that. Although he threw his beard to Asherid, he cleared all the other officers.

On the deck, the sound of metal colliding was endless, and even the sound of explosions could not cover it up.

Whether it is kendo or martial arts, speed is a very important indicator.

After another contact, Acherid switched places with Beard.

Asherid looked at the long sword in his hand and felt that it would not last long.

But Ya Sherid already knew the opponent's routine.

This is a six-style practitioner, but he is armed and domineering, so it is no wonder that he is not cut open by him despite his flesh and blood.

As a universal BUFF in the world of One Piece, armed domineering has the effect of increasing all martial arts and abilities. This increase is reflected in increasing physical defense, strengthening basic attributes, and entities that can contact people with natural abilities.

But there is no absolute in everything, and the "fluidity" generally possessed by the natural system can also have the ability to dodge this kind of real attack.

Depends on who micromanages well.

Ashamed, in his previous life, Acherid had never experienced the feeling of having supernatural power, so he had to rely on micromanipulation for a living.

If you don't know how to know, then you can only fight to react.

"Big Beard, what's your name?" Yasherid held the sword in both hands again, and solemnly put on a posture.

Another "convenience" of the natural system is the ability to get rid of the many restrictions of the original physical body. Rounding it up can also be regarded as breaking through the shackles of the physical body. In this way, that trick may be copied.

"Colonel of the Navy Headquarters, Oruga Hutu, pirate, report your name."

"Asherid, no surname." said Acherid, "I will remember you. You were the first naval officer I killed."

"You won't be the last pirate I kill."

Hutu's contempt for Asherid has long since disappeared. This is not a weak person, but just lacks the spirit of martial arts.

Also very pirate.

With such strength, he specializes in killing sea soldiers.

Both of Hu Tu's arms were aching because they were cut. He had no doubt that if he was not armed and domineering, the "iron block" alone would not be able to resist the opponent's sword.

When there is not much difference between the two sides, those who use weapons are usually more capable of attacking than those who are unarmed, which is the direct reason why swordsmen are so successful.

Hu Tu was sure that the pirate in front of him was definitely not a swordsman, otherwise he would have been beheaded long ago, but the opponent's posture at the moment made him feel palpitating.

[If you can't kill me with this trick, I should take out your heart! 】

The hot air made Hutu feel like his lungs were burning every time he took a breath, as if he saw death.

But he is an officer of the headquarters and cannot back down.

Yasherid didn't know Hutu's inner thoughts. He was trying to empty his mind at this moment, and put aside all external factors that might interfere with him.

The flames were like clouds, and his body began to "release".

What appeared in front of Hutu was no longer a person, but a group of flames that spread rapidly and made terrifying noises, and only a human figure could be vaguely seen in the center of it.

The ever-expanding flame engulfed everything it came into contact with, including the long sword that Alsherid held in his hand.

It glowed an eerie red and appeared to be part of the flames.

In just a split second, Hutu couldn't breathe, and the light of the flames engulfed everything he could see with both eyes.

He ushered in a storm.

It can't be stopped at all, every flame that strikes is the edge of a sword.

He couldn't tell which was the flame and which was the sword of Asherid.

Even if it can be distinguished, he can't keep up with Asherid's attack speed. It's not that he didn't use "shaving", but Asherid's attack can already be counted as a blow, and there is nowhere to hide.

The blade sliced ​​through Hutu's skin, not once or twice but hundreds of times.

When he realized this, Hutu's blood was already evaporated by the flames.

Domineering and iron are useless, his limited domineering can't offset the flames that are far above him in magnitude, as for "iron", he is not real iron after all, and Ya Sherid's sword cuts steel like cutting tofu.

In a blink of an eye, everything is over.

There is no literary style in which someone with a martial arts style withdraws his sword and then says "good swordsmanship" to the other person.

Asherid directly smashed all the warships.

The close-range explosion directly pushed the Vader away in the opposite direction. Diamanti opened the steel wall one step ahead of time when he saw the situation was not good. The snow is continuously spread to cool down, and the melted snow washes the hull of the ship like a waterfall.

But at last it avoided being affected by the fish pond.

When the Vader was out of danger, everyone looked ahead, and saw that the warship had been blown into several pieces, and more parts were already burning objects floating in the sea, forming a sea of ​​flames.

Suddenly, a pillar of fire rose into the sky from the sea of ​​flames, flew out of a perfect parabola in the air, and then fell towards the Vader. The curved pillar of fire was broken from it, turning into a fireball and continuing to fall.

The tragic sight of the warship was in sight, and a group of people on board were taken aback, and immediately carried buckets, buckets, and ammunition.

But they are overthinking.

The ball of fire that fell towards the Vader had already begun to condense into a human form in mid-air, revealing the appearance of Al Sherid.

When he landed on the deck of the Vader, although some parts of his body were still burning, he had almost recovered.

With a skillful wave of Monet's hand, a large group of snowflakes sneered to cover the fire footprints stepped on by Asherid.

Asherid ignored her, he looked into his hands.

Both hands are empty, and there is no dregs of the long sword left.

As he expected, no matter how hard you put your heart into a weapon made of ordinary materials, it won't be able to afford it when you really fully use your abilities.

Asherid withdrew his gaze and looked at Monet.

Ya is still snowing.

Your sister, my shoes are about to get wet, okay?

"Didn't you say catch my pussy?" He pulled his leg out of the snowdrift, "If I hadn't reacted quickly, I would have fallen into the sea. You always treat newcomers like this?"

The downfall of the world is really heartbreaking.

Hearing Asherid's complaint, Monet felt like rolling his eyes again.