Tick, tick...

The deck of the warship was stained with blood, but the massacre in front of him had not yet ended.

The fat man with long blond hair and a slender white beard with a crescent moon-shaped face is still waving the naginata in his hand like an indefatigable murder machine.

The students from the elite camp underestimated the power of the people in front of them. All the students who rushed forward were stabbed by this guy and didn't even have the chance to resist with their backhands.

Zefa, who pushed open the door, looked at the dazzling scarlet in front of him, his body trembled uncontrollably, and his memory suddenly returned to the rainy night 23 years ago.

At that time, he was still called the "Black-Wing" and did not kill the general, but he was so powerful that he failed to protect his wife and children.

His wife and children were killed by the pirates who had been arrested by themselves before. When he rushed to the merchant ship where the incident happened in a hurry, he saw a scene as if it was like hell in front of him.

The feeling of powerlessness surged in my heart. Zefa wanted to rush up and punch the bastard who slaughtered his students in front of me, but found that his legs could not use any strength at all.

My limbs were weak, my throat was tight, and there seemed to be a worn bellows in my chest.

He grabbed his throat in pain, and tears gradually blurred Zefa's vision.

Damn it, damn it, damn it!

His asthma actually relapsed at such a critical moment!

Zefa wanted to touch the asthma medicine in his pocket, but he was desperate to find that his pocket was empty.

"teacher!"

Listening to the call in front of his ears, Zefa's face almost twisted into a ball.

Twenty-three years ago, he lost his wife and children because he was not on the scene. Twenty-three years later, he clearly saw the enemy in front of him, but he couldn't do anything.

Zefa, Zefa, do you want to make the nightmare that 23 years ago happen again?

Seeing the man with a slender white beard lifting his butcher knife to his beloved disciples again, Zefa could no longer bear the scene in front of him.

Although he couldn't use armed colors in his asthma state, he still rushed up as fast as possible.

Seeing the terrifying blade was about to fall, Zefa did not hesitate at all. In the flash of lightning, he rushed to approach and protected his disciples. At the same time, he subconsciously raised his left arm and tried to use his left arm to resist the naginata of the person in front of him.

He would rather let the terrifying blade land on him than continue to see his beloved disciples fall into a pool of blood.

Xueliang's blade kept magnifying in front of her eyes, and she was about to slash Zefa's left arm. At this moment, a sharp sound of wind breaking sounded from afar.

A golden flying slash shot from afar, and the last second before the naginata was about to land on Zefa's left arm was fiercely imprinted on the right face of the person in front of him.

laugh!

The golden flying slash imprinted on the fat man's right face and brought a large piece of blood to the fat man, which also made him fall backwards and successfully preserve Zefa's left arm.

Zefa and the surviving students will never forget the scene in front of them, the golden mist and the red-haired figure that appeared in front of them.

They didn't know why Sethy appeared here at this time, they only knew that Sethy's appearance brought them hope for life.

On the other side, Sethy, who shot from a distance with his moon steps, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In order to save Zefa before the other party slashed this sword, he had just tried his best.

The moment he saw Zefa and others' warships, he decisively gave up the warships under his feet and directly used the Moon Step Fire Sky-shaped Extreme. The power of shrinking the ground and bending people is entirely due to the effect of these three accelerations, so that he can kick out the life-saving Lanjiao at a critical moment.

He took out the asthma medicine from his pocket and threw it to Zefa. Seti looked at Zefa who had not recovered yet and said quickly:

"Now is not the time to be in a daze, Teacher Zefa. I may not be able to beat him. The lives of all our people are in your hands!"

As he said that, Sethy turned his attention to the fat man in front of him, and grinned with a strange smile:

"But before you recover your energy, leave this guy to me."

Hearing this, Zefa seemed to be hit by thunder and trembled, and then he came back to his senses from his previous daze.

Looking at Sethi in front of him, Zefa clenched the asthma medicine in his hand, and his heart, which was almost desperate, gradually ignited hope.

Serti was right. Now is not the time to be in a daze. There are still so many disciples waiting for them to rescue them. No matter what, I must not let the nightmare twenty-three years ago repeat itself.

Just when Zefa came to his senses, the fat man who had fallen to the ground suddenly got up from the ground.

The right half of his face was already covered in blood and blood by the tear-pulling blow just now, but the guy roared, picking up the naginata in his hand again, and rushed towards Sethi as if nothing had happened.

Looking at the other person's right face, which seemed to be vaguely squirming, Zefa couldn't help but feel trembling.

The just now, Lan's foot must have penetrated into the facial bones, but even so, this guy can still stand up in such a short time. With such terrifying physical strength and recovery, is he still a capable person?

When he thought that the damn enemy in front of him might be a capable person, Zefa hurriedly sprayed the asthma medicine into his mouth to try to get rid of asthma as quickly as possible.

As for before that, he could only place his hope on Sethy.

Sethy looked at the guy who was roaring loudly in front of him, and used his shaving to avoid the naginata that the other party had slashed, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

The crazy long golden hair, the fat big face, and the slender white beard that is as upturned as a crescent moon, can't be wrong. This guy is definitely Edward Wimble, who is known as "Whitebeard II" in the future.

But isn't Edward Weibull in the original work mentally retarded? Why isn't he mentally retarded at all at this time, but he is like a terrifying beast.

Short body avoided the naginata that this guy slashed, and Seth forced himself to suppress the doubts in his heart. This was not the time to think about these things. This guy is worthy of being called "the power of a white beard when he was young" by Kizaru.

Just by listening to the sound of the wind that broke when the naginata came, you can tell how terrifying this guy's power was.

With that exaggerated naginata, if you are not careful, you will be stabbed by this guy twice.

With this in mind, Sethy's expression returned to concentration again. He stared at Edward Weibull in front of him, stretched out his finger and hooked him.

Although Edward Wimbledon was as crazy as a beast at this time, he still understood Serty's provocation.

"Kill...kill you!"

With some difficulty, Edward Weibull picked up the naginata and rushed towards Seth again!
Chapter completed!