"That bastard dares to attack us."
Hart's anger rose instantly. No one confronted the other party and was attacked by someone, would not have a good temper, let alone a pirate in a new world like them.
Carl looked at the opposite side in a cold look without saying anything, then silently put away his knife and stood aside.
I saw Aits's grimacing mask and his slender figure reflected into the eyes of Hart and Powell.
"Ghost Face."
Just as they heard each other, they exclaimed in unison, and they didn't expect to suddenly meet each other.
"I'm so sorry, I've disturbed everyone's interest, you can continue."
Aites looked down on the two of them with a bit of joke and arrogance.
Their faces fell down the next moment, extremely ugly. The words were filled with despised by them. It was really hateful.
"Hmph, when I first met a ghost face, I thought you had three heads and six arms. It turned out that this was the case. I am just like us!"
The ridicule in Powell's words was fully revealed. Even if the ghost face is strong, that's just a rumor. Has he seen it before?
Besides, after spending many years in the New World, he was also a well-known captain of the Pirates. It is impossible for him to be scared just by his name.
As soon as he said this, Aits seemed to have no reaction, but Carl, beside him, felt the air pressure around him drop a lot. He knew that this was a sign of the teacher's anger.
His eyes were filled with pity when he looked at Powell, and he was worried about his IQ. Didn’t the other party’s words mean that the teacher was not a human before? He really dared to say anything, but he was afraid that he had never experienced the beating of society.
Seeing Aites not speaking, Powell thought Aites was afraid that they didn't know what to say for a moment, and he didn't know why he had such an idea.
"Ghost Face, you are the first person to kill the Dragon Man. I admire you, so why don't you join me. The era of the Four Emperors is coming soon. Then you and I will rule the world together."
"how?"
After saying that, he sneered and waited for Aits' answer, not paying any attention to the faint low pressure on the other party.
Hart frowned uncontrollably when he heard Powell's public recruitment of Aits. The news of the ship on the sea might be a little moisture, and although he had met him, it would not be fake.
Ghost Face is definitely a strong man, but I don’t know how strong he is. If a strong man joins Powell’s pirate group, he will undoubtedly strengthen the team. This is not a good thing, but he didn’t say much.
He also looked at the ghost face.
"Four Emperors..."
Aits' voice without any emotion sounded: "Do you have the only pursuit?"
Um?
Powell didn't understand what Aits meant, but before he could think clearly, he felt a huge pressure coming towards him.
The powerful overlord color surged into the sky from Aits's body, ravaging the world, sweeping the wind and clouds. The clouds were subject to this momentum, and the kingly aura came to the world.
At the same time, the sea where the two sides were still fighting suddenly stopped, just as time seemed to have stopped.
Immediately afterwards, without any exceptions or any obstacles, all the pirates fell on the deck and lost consciousness.
There were only two powerful captains, Hart and Powell, standing on the ship.
"Overbial and domineering."
Hart and Powell's expressions were solemn, and there were earth-shaking changes.
The Overlord Color represents the qualifications of the king, and the qualifications of becoming a king. The armed color and the experience color may be common in this common, but the Overlord Color is very few even in this new world where there are many strong people.
Even if they have some strength, they do not inspire the overlord color. This represents the qualification to dominate the game.
"Damn it."
Powell's face was twisted and ferocious, and his momentum determined everything. He knew what the other party meant to do so. Not only did he want to shock them with this, but it also meant that the other party was going to take action.
Instead of waiting for the opponent to take action, it is better to take the initiative. After all, he is extremely confident in his own strength and means.
But when he was about to set off, the solemn aura that came to his face instantly changed his face, but Aites suddenly drew his sword.
A clang of white light flashed, and the sword sounded in shock the world and resounded everywhere. The sea surface exploded and raised more than ten meters high waves like curtains.
The long sword cut through the void...
The next moment, Powell felt a peerless edge that made him breathless. The space seemed to solidify, and the blood all over his body was cold.
His experience and color seemed to be unable to capture the trajectory of the sword shadow, because the opponent's sword was faster than imagined, so he could only stand there and wait for the arrival of judgment.
Puff
Blood sprinkled in the sky, and Aits appeared behind him at some point and slowly lowered his knife, his clothes fluttered, and the wind was light and clouds were quiet.
Powell stood there dumbly, with the blood marks on his throat small and fatal. His pupils contracted rapidly, and then gradually dissipated. Finally, he lost some vitality and fell softly on the deck.
A sword shocked the sky and the sky rose up
A sword comes out
Kill the enemy
Instant kill, absolutely instant kill.
Seeing that his former old opponent died under the opponent's sword, Hart only felt a cold air rushing towards the sky from the soles of his feet, and his whole body felt like he fell into an ice cave.
"It's worthy of being a teacher, killing enemies is as simple as drinking water."
Carl's eyes were full of longing. This was his pursuit. While pursuing kendo, he would catch up with the teacher as much as possible.
Then he looked at the cold corpse, his eyes full of contempt and overestimating his abilities, and he still wanted to dominate the sea. What about dreaming?
But now he found that the teacher's strength is becoming increasingly unfathomable, and it is not easy to pursue it.
Hart turned his head stiffly and looked at Aits on the ship opposite. He didn't know what to do. He was unable to fight anyway, so he didn't have the courage.
Powell's strength is almost the same as him, and he was given a second by the other party, let alone him?
"Hehe, Ghost Face Lord, you see, I didn't hit you just now, and I don't want to be enemies with you. Do you see if it's..."
Hart said uneasyly and carefully, with respect, there was no way, strength is the most respectful thing, whoever makes people better than you is still a little stronger.
Aits looked at Hart, his eyes were as sharp as a knife. After facing him, Hart felt a trembling all over his body, and the pressure suddenly swept over.
"You just had a murderous intent toward me."
Aits spoke indifferently, his tone without any emotion, like Hell Shura, with murderous intent whistling out.
Feeling the strong murderous aura, Hart's face looked ugly. Indeed, although he had never spoken or made any moves, he did have a flash of murderous intent.
Chapter completed!