Pirates: I will first max out the domineering color if I am not dead

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"As for what happens in the future!"

"That's for later!"

Zefa laughed, "You know bullshit!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure quickly disappeared, and appeared in front of Xia Le in the blink of an eye, launching an attack.

Zhan Guo next to him also jumped high and then dived down.

The three-way battle begins again.

Xia Le used one arm and one fist to fight the two men head-on, with lightning flashing on his body, but he was not at a disadvantage at all.

On the other side, Barrett also collided fiercely with Sakaski, while Crocodile fought with Borsalino.

In a remote area far away from the center of the battlefield, a bruised and battered figure suddenly opened his eyes.

"It's so ruthless!"

"Xia Le!"

"Unfortunately, I can no longer make a move."

"The injury is too severe."

This is a battle that, if spread, will shock the whole world.

Xia Le challenged two generals alone, and two of his men blocked the two lieutenant generals.

The battles on both sides were so fierce that the sailors watching on distant warships trembled all over.

Time passes slowly.

The next day came in a blink of an eye.

Xia Le was in high spirits, and his will was still high, and he was still fighting with the two generals in front of him.

From the encounter with the three future admirals to the present, he has never died once, demonstrating unparalleled fighting power.

As for the Warring States, Zefa also had scars on his body, but he still had plenty of physical strength.

"They are all monsters!!"

"How long will this war last?"

The navy officers were shocked.

"Lieutenant General Xia Le is too strong. Even though he lost an arm, he was able to condense it again with lightning, and his combat power was not affected at all!"

"One man versus two generals!"

Someone trembled.

The fighting still hasn't stopped.

It was not until dusk the next day that Xia Le was slapped by Zhan Guo and fell to the ice, spitting out a lot of blood.

But then, Xia Le turned over and punched Zhan Guo back, sending him flying.

Zefa stepped forward and suppressed Xia Le with a punch.

The two fought back and forth, and after a few breaths, Zhan Guo joined the battle again.

Half an hour later, Xia Le had reached his limits in almost every aspect.

He looked at the two people in front of him, who were panting and equally exhausted, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahahahaha!"

"happy!"

Afterwards, his body trembled, and he wanted to clench his right hand into a fist again, but found that he couldn't do it no matter what.

It's reached its limit.

"it's over!"

"He will be obliterated!"

In a distant palace, one of the five people watching the battle suddenly spoke.

"It's over, Xia Le!"

Zephyr sighed.

But at this moment, Xia Le, whose whole body was shaking and muscles twitching in front of him, suddenly moved his left hand and grabbed the long sword at his waist.

"What is he going to do?"

Everyone was confused and surprised.

Then, in the next second.

The knife flashed across Xia Le's neck, and a head flew into the sky.

"It's over!"

"But it's you who are the ones who ended it!"

A faint voice came out.

During the Warring States Period, Zefa's pupils suddenly contracted and a chill ran down his back.

Inside the Marijoa Palace.

Five old figures stood up at the same time.

"I said!"

"I am unkillable!"

Amid the flashing arcs, a figure appeared in front of everyone.

As strict as a prison and as majestic as a flood.

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He has a tall, strong body and eight abdominal muscles as hard as rock.

His back is majestic, like a ferocious evil spirit, his arms seem to contain the strength to move mountains, and his legs are as thick and powerful as a tiger or leopard.

The broken right wrist and the self-cut neck were both restored to their original state in the flash of lightning.

Even the state that had just reached its limit not long ago has been fully recovered.

Standing in front of Zhan Guo and Zefa is Xia Le, who is still at the top.

This scene is terrifying!

Everyone who saw Xia Le at this moment couldn't help but think of two words.

"monster!"

Mariejoia.

"Can't be killed, really?"

An old voice murmured.

"The severed wrists and broken necks have all been restored."

"Even the physical strength that was consumed seems to be restored again."

“Such a fellow!”

One person said in a trembling voice.

The five old men all felt a heavy pressure in their hearts.

"How do we catch him?"

"Our words of obliteration not long ago seemed like a joke."

A heavy sigh was heard.

"Lets see!"

“Perhaps this ability also has its limitations.”

"Maybe it's the frequency, maybe it's something else."

After a pause, one of the voices suddenly spoke.

"Notify the Knights of God and prepare to attack!"

"If they find any flaws in his immortal ability, order them to completely wipe him out!"

The voice echoed in the palace and took a long time to fade away.

But the faces of the five old men were all extremely solemn.

Obviously, they all knew that Xia Le's ability to remain immortal might be the other party's strongest reliance.

Once a fatal injury is inflicted, it will be instantly restored, and even its physical strength will reach perfect condition.

What's more, the opponent's fighting power is so strong that it is frightening.

It becomes difficult to even catch such people.

Otherwise, they would never give up the opportunity to study each other's bloodline factors.

On the frozen sea near O'Hara.

A cold wind blows.

The battle between the three began again.

The following battle was obviously gradually unfavorable to Zefa and Sengoku, as they were facing Xia Le who was in peak condition.

Therefore, the two of them opened fire at full force and fought almost at the risk of their lives.

Another day and night passed.

Zhan Guo's abdomen was cut open by the lightning spear, revealing the charred flesh. He was severely injured, and there was a scratch on Zefa's chest.

Xia Le was holding a thunder gun, with no scars on his body, and he still looked energetic.

During this day and night, the three of them fought for their lives, and he died twice.

Time continues to pass.

The battle lasted seven days and seven nights.

Xia Le still stood there, looking at the two generals in front of him, who were steaming all over and had tired eyes.

He took a deep breath and then spoke in a deep voice.

"Whether it's artillery bombardment or bullet penetration."

"The body is attacked by swords and guns, the poison gas fills the blood vessels, and the breath is exhausted."

"Or drowning and burying alive."

"Nothing can kill me!"

He walked forward slowly, came in front of the two people, and spoke again in a deep voice.

“I am like this!”