Inherit Ryuma Swordsmanship at the Start

Chapter 211

"Crack Wipe!"

The space is shattering, the airflow is twisting, making a weird hissing sound, like thousands of snakes spitting their cores.

The ground under his feet collapsed more severely, and the terrifying weight was pressing down on Roger and Whitebeard fiercely.

"Crunch!"

The bones of the two of them uttered a wailing sound.

"Roar!"

Whitebeard yelled, slicing clouds in his hand and waving upwards with all his strength.

But the long knife pressed by Jiāng Liú remained motionless, like a mountain falling down.

Roger's complexion is squalid, his eyes are sharp, and the blue veins on his forehead are violent, and he is always in the stage of full explosion.

This time, the two sides did not separate quickly, but were engaged in a head-on contest.

Outside of the field, Rayleigh stared at the battle with solemn eyes, and cried in his heart: "You must hold on, Roger!"

"Father, come on!!!"

Marco and others were also excited and clenched their fists.

The people on the black flag side are full of serious faces. Their captain is one against two, which is undoubtedly exciting. However, facing the world's top powerhouses, it is also possible to encounter unspeakable risks in this battle.

"Quick fight, Jiāng Liú!"

Lederfield murmured in his heart.

He is clear about the state of the other party. In that short attempt, Jiāng Liú broke out with all his strength, and the battle between the two destroyed an island.

But there is no doubt that fighting him and teaming up with Roger and Whitebeard are fundamentally different.

"Garp, just stay here obediently!"

"Boy Jiāng Liú, blocking Roger and Newgate, I don't want him to laugh at my incompetence!"

Golden Lion Shiki growled.

Facing Garp alone, he was under a lot of pressure, but when he saw Jiāng Liú, he naturally couldn't, so he put the pressure of Garp on Jiāng Liú.

After all, the two are still allies in the face!

"You guy, don't you see Jiāng Liú's threat yet?"

Garp exclaimed in a deep voice.

Such a powerful force, with its own power, blocked Roger, Newgate, and Jiāng Liú's strength, and even made him seem to have seen the Rocks of the past!

And this person, I am afraid, will never make Rocks' mistakes.

In the center of the battlefield, ten seconds later, Roger and Whitebeard flew out again.

The two Kakuzu had blood stains on their mouths, and with the strength of their joint efforts, they both suffered internal injuries in the confrontation with Jiāng Liú.

"puff!"

Whitebeard spit out a mouthful of blood towards the ground, then raised his head, his eyes more fierce.

"In front of you, I will never admit my failure!"

Lifting Cong Yunqi up, Whitebeard yelled and rushed up again.

Jiāng Liú took a deep breath, and white gas was coming out of his body at this moment. His blood was flowing frantically, and the various energies in his body were running to the limit.

"Resolve them as soon as possible!"

Secretly in his heart, his feet stepped on the ground and ran wildly again.

He knew very well that in this state, the body at this moment might not last long!

"How will the future run wild?"

There was red light in Roger's eyes, and he murmured in his mouth, and his figure also rushed up closely following Whitebeard.

The third collision between the two sides began in an instant. The violent air flow twisted to the sides, and the deafening sound directly shook the few animals on the island to the ground.

But this time, Jiāng Liú seemed to be half crazy. After a blow, he quickly retreated, and then ejected again, slashing with a knife.

His attacking pace is amazing, and the power of a single knife is heavier than a single knife. The white gas emerging from the whole body gradually changed towards the blood mist.

"Let's fight it out, Whitebeard, Roger!!!"

Jiāng Liú yelled, his eyes darkened.

"Om!"

Suddenly, the pressure faced by Roger and Whitebeard became even greater, as if they were carrying a mountain on their backs, their movements became slower.

"Let this battle determine who the future king belongs to!"

The black air current rolled upwards, enclosing Jiāng Liú, and the two people who were close to him became tight and difficult to move.

"The final battle!"

Roger's eyes sharpened.

"It is impossible for you to look down upon you, Laozi is Whitebeard!!"

Whitebeard yelled.

The attacks of the three strongest players were all revealed in the next second.

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

The continuous collisions spread to the ears of everyone present, and their battles were suspended.

"Who will win?"

Everyone is waiting for the result.

However, the ensuing battle was still longer than they expected...

Such high-frequency fighting continued until dusk in the afternoon.

The setting sun is bloody, Greenland has been devastated, cracks are everywhere, and strong winds are raging over the island.

The sky of this island has become completely different. The airflow, pressure, thunder and lightning, and chaos are mixed together, giving people a feeling of depression and dullness.

It seems that even the dark clouds in the sky have a huge weight.

"Puff puff!"

The battle between the three was still going on. There was blood spurting everywhere on and around Roger and Whitebeard's robes.

But their fighting will is so high and amazing, at this moment, the eyes of both of them are releasing light.

On the opposite side, Jiāng Liú was in a trance, completely turned into a black shadow, a black light, twisted and flickered, appeared in front of their eyes, constantly colliding with them.

The opponent's body and the corners of his mouth were also full of blood.

This is a bloody battle!

All three of them had some scars on their bodies.

The wind was roaring, the space turned into chaos, and their battle seemed to never stop, and it shook everyone's ears.

"puff!"

Another series of blood bloomed from the bodies of the three of them and spilled on the ground, but these slight scars did not seem to have any effect on their battle.

"How long can I support?"

"My body seems to have long been unable to hold it?"

"but why?"

"Am I still fighting?"

Jiāng Liú's body is like a machine, instinctively, sending out his own attacks.

He has already reached the limit, and the Great Black Mountains has already exceeded the time his body can support.

But at this time, his spirit and will are extremely clear, and the fluctuation in his mind has reached an unimaginable peak.

"Is it my desire to win?"

"Do not!"

"At this point, how can you stop here just because your body is broken?"

"I must fight, I must continue to fight!"

"I want to win this battle!"