Kaido: My son has the talent to be the Pirate King

"Susanoo?"

"No wonder you dared to come to slaughter the emperor." "

But you seem to have forgotten one thing!" Yang

Jian held the three-pointed and two-edged Divine Peak in one hand.

Not only did he firmly hold the forty-meter ten-fist sword that was slashed by the fictional volley, but he even had the strength to speak.

"Everyone is divided into superior and inferior fruits, and those who are capable are also superior and inferior!"

Yang Qian's other hand grabbed the handle of the knife sharply.

The hiss

is like an emperor in the fire, and the samadhi fire that exudes a noble aura is blazing.

In the blink of an eye, the entire three-pointed and two-edged divine peak had turned into a flame long knife.

Meanwhile.

A statue of Nezha, the third prince, with three heads, nine eyes and eight arms, stepping on hot wheels, and holding different styles of weapons in eight hands, walked out of the mythical story from behind Yang Qian, as if following the call of the samadhi fire.

"Samadhi Fire

Nezha!" With Yang Qian, Nezha behind him waved his weapon at the same time.

The eruption of the volcano and the magma gushing were not enough to describe the majestic force that directly pressed the Ten Fist Sword, forcing the dog from the sky all the way to the cake island that was split in half.

The

moment the dog landed on the ground, the ten-fist sword in his hand seemed to be unable to withstand Yang Qian's majestic power, and even more unable to withstand Yang Qian's back, the three flavors of the third prince Nezha's fire.

The ten-fist sword is forty meters long and curves visibly with the naked eye.

The shocking arc made the eyelids of those who saw the ability of the dog jump.

This distance.

Once the ten-fist sword was crushed, he didn't even have a chance to dodge, and he would be directly slashed by the three-pointed and two-edged divine peak.

After all, he is flesh and blood, not a natural ability, and can be elementalized and dispersed to dodge.

"Lightning and stone fire!" "

The dog let go of his hands, and his body actually flashed out like lightning.

Dangerously and dangerously, before the three-pointed two-edged divine peak fell, it exploded into a big tree a hundred meters away.

However.

At the moment when the dog unleashed the electric light, Yang Jian's eyebrows flashed, and he directly saw through the other party's intentions.

"The golden light of the ground!" When

the dog's front feet had just stepped on the tree, and before the hind feet had time to stand firmly, Yang Jian had already stepped on the light and chased in front of him.

"Foresee the future!" the

dog's pupils constricted.

The picture in front of him was undoubtedly telling him.

It is not only him who can foresee the future by seeing and hearing domineeringly, but Yang Jian can also do it.

In this way, each other's sights and hearings are almost as if they were nothing.

"Fantianyin Guangchengzi!" The

moment he caught up with the dog like lightning, Yang Jian immediately raised his left hand.

When the fingers were opened, a majestic oppression as big as the emperor and as heavy as the thick earth immediately filled the dog's mind.

In a trance.

It was as if he saw a mountain range large enough to take over the sky of the New World smashing down on top of him.

"Not good!" the

dog changed color, and his heart came back to his senses in an instant.

He knew that his mind was shocked by Yang Qian's domineering color.

As a loyal dog in captivity by the Tianlong people.

To the nobles of the world, there are also five old stars who obey their orders, although he has combat power comparable to that of a general, but naturally it is impossible to have the qualifications of a king.

It does not have the qualifications of a king.

But he has to face the domineering domineering spirit of the man who is the most powerful of the Five Emperors, and even gambles everything by Morgaons and is regarded as the head of the Five Emperors, and he can only carry it with perseverance.

But the heart was taken away.

Even if it's just a fleeting moment, the dog has lost the opportunity.

He didn't have time to dodge, so he could only spread his wings, and his left hand was spread out and raised high.

"Eight mirrors!"

purple light flashed.

A huge purple shield of light appeared out of thin air on the dog's left hand.

It looks like an indestructible mountain that can't be shaken at all.

However, it was such a very defensive eight-sword mirror, but when it just opened, and then touched the Fantian Seal Guangchengzi shot out by Yang Jian with one palm, it was like a glass bottle that had encountered ultrasound.

In the midst of an earth-shattering shock wave that crushed and crushed hundreds of meters of trees and toppled several meters of ground.

The Eight Mirrors were immediately filled with dense cracks.

Like broken porcelain, crumbling.

"My Eight Mirrors... Impossible!"

Seeing that his own eight mirrors were almost shattered in just one shot, the dog couldn't help but widen his eyes, and his red face was full of disbelief.

"Compared to the fruit ability, your Susanoo fruit is not as good as my Erlang God Fruit!" After

Yang Jian struck out with a palm of his left hand, he smashed the eight mirrors that were close at hand full of cracks, and then the five powerful fingers converged towards the palm.

The moment he turned into a fist, his right foot stepped forward in the air, and his left fist, which was crushed on the mirror, sank.

10,000 meters of golden light shined, dyeing the sky into gold.

The sudden change and such a huge momentum even attracted some of the attention of Charlotte Lingling and the three of them on the side.

I saw that when Yang Qian's left fist sank, his back was ethereal, and the noble Guangchengzi Taoist once again held the Fantian Seal in his hand and threw it towards the Eight Mirrors.

The click

of the heavenly seal fell.

The eight-door mirror was as fragile as a glass mirror, and it was directly exploded on the spot.

Purple shards scattered in the air.

"Compared to the ability, you are not as good as me Yang Qian!" After

the fist exploded into the mirror, the three-pointed and two-edged divine peak that Yang Jian held in his right hand slashed down violently.

Standing behind, the third prince Nezha, who stood side by side with Guang Chengzi, wielded a fire-tipped spear shaped by samadhi fire, overlapping with the three-pointed two-edged blade.

Immediately, under the reflection of the dog's constricted and angry pupils, it was slashed down in the wind.

"You tell me... Why is it impossible?".