"Maybe you're right. "

I don't have anything to say.

"But the life of Jesus, as the captain of the ship and the initiator of this war, I have a duty and must take it back from you on his behalf, and as for the others... When I collect the debt of Jesus cloth on you, I will let the others out of here. The

red-haired Shanks's anger and killing intent will naturally not be extinguished by Yang Qian's words.

However, he was extremely angry, but he also regained some of his usual sanity a little.

This time, no matter how you say it, he is responsible.

But Jesus' life must be filled with his life.

This person is undoubtedly Yang Jian in front of him.

"Zoom in and leave with them?"

"Redhead, it's better for you to think about how to get out of here alive today

!" "You don't think that the death of a third-in-command Jesus cloth is enough, right?"

Yang Jian smiled coldly:

"If you die another Four Emperors, it will be almost the same!"

Murderous intent, angry bullfighting.

The dark clouds that were firmly held by the sky of the new world were rushed by this sudden killing intent, and they were torn apart on the spot.

"You don't deserve to

mention the name of Jesus Cloth!" Hearing Yang Jian mention Jesus Cloth, the red-haired Shanks immediately became furious.

Domineering like a rainbow, shaking the sky.

The overlord-colored thunder that swept through the surroundings immediately contracted, completely wrapping around the famous knife Griffin, turning the entire blade into a thunderbolt long knife.

"God avoid!"

a loud explosion of dominating the world.

The famous knife Griffin, who was clenched in his hand, swept towards Yang Jian angrily in the posture of sweeping thousands of troops.

"Gore M. D. Roger!"

Hearing this familiar name in his ears, as well as the red-haired Shanks' trademark knife swing at this time, he was fighting the red-haired group with his own strength, except for the dead Jesus cloth, and the Kaido pupils of all the cadres and members suddenly constricted.

Immediately afterwards, an unruly figure that had been gone for many years came to mind.

One Piece!

The man who drove the three-color domineering power to surpass the Four Emperors and surpass the kings of the New World with Ace in his hand alone.

Mitsuki Mita, who once left him with pain, was also hit hard by his gestures in front of this terminally ill man.

The strongest man in the world, Whitebeard at his peak, faced with this rebellious figure who was not long in life, even if he fought for three days and three nights, he could only make a draw.

"Yang Qian!" Thinking

of the horror of One Piece, Kaido subconsciously wanted to remind his boss.

But a sudden shout made him dispel this idea.

"God avoids?"

"Hmph!" "

The old king of pirates is not for admiration, but for transcendence!" Facing

the One Piece swordsmanship performed by the red-haired Shanks, Yang Jian was not afraid.

Everyone wants to be the king of the pirates.

But I don't want to become One Piece, that is to become Roger's second.

Just as everyone wants to be Joy Boy.

Even if it succeeds, it is also Joey Boy's second.

Gore S. Whether it's D. Roger, or Joey Boy.

Yang Jian was not interested in being any of them.

He just wants to be himself!

Be Yang Jian and surpass all old kings and myths.

"Arrogance!"

"Captain Roger's greatness, how can you Yang Jian surpass it."

"Even if it's just to be the second him... You can't do it either.

When Shanks heard this, his anger burned even brighter.

Even more angry than witnessing Jesus' death in battle.

None of them.

Gore S. D. Roger was the object of his life's greatest admiration, emulated, and tried to catch up.

Even if it was he who chose Monchi. D. Luffy is not regarded by him as Roger's heir.

The rumbling

response to the red-haired Shanks was nothing more than a curling one at first, and then nothing more than a pillar of samadhi fire that had risen into the sky in a single breath.

The clouds, first burned red.

Immediately, it was directly incinerated.

Immediately afterward, the night, which had lost all shelter, was also burned.

In this area, the only thing left is gold.

The sky is stained with gold by the burning samadhi fire.

The sea is dyed gold by the samadhi fire that boils the sea.

Even, the two sides in the fierce battle were burned and reflected by the samadhi fire that penetrated the heavens and the earth, and were covered with a layer of brilliant golden light.

The sudden monstrous golden light shocked everyone present.

Even Kaido was slightly stunned after seeing it.

Obviously, he didn't expect Yang Jian to make such a big move.

"Samadhi Fire, Nezha!"

a low, murderous voice sounded.

The pillar of samadhi that soars into the sky is like a summons from the god of fire.

In an instant, it flew behind Yang Qian.

In the blink of an eye, the pillar of fire vanished.

Instead, there is a statue of a hundred meters tall, with three heads, nine eyes and eight arms, wrapped in a fire ribbon, and stepping on a pair of golden hot wheels.

It's like a living Nezha walking out of a myth.

With

the divine light, Yang Jian's eyebrows and vertical pupils bloomed.

Qiang

is shaped by the monstrous samadhi fire, Nezha's arms are extended, and when the eight palms are opened, the Qiankun Circle, the Chaotian Aya, the Golden Brick, the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, the Yin and Yang Twin Swords, the Soul Killing Banner, and the Fire Spear.

All the weapons used by Nezha in mythology were shaped by Yang Jian with three-flavor fire, and then they were dragged by Nezha's eight heavenly arms.

All of a sudden.

Terrifying heat waves.

Mixed with a terrifying momentum, it flooded the sea area within a radius of kilometers.

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