Konoha's task master

Above the sea, the battlefield is divided into three parts.

The wooden escape creation controlled by Yakumo and the solid ice of Aokiko competed with each other for the coverage area. Yakumo himself waved his weapons to fight against the powerful men. In the distance, Masako Mori and Chiyuki Chiyuki were entangled by Fujitora.

"Whoosh!"

With a flash of golden light, Yakumo's figure disappeared from the spot, starting a new round of battle. The navy never dreamed that the enemy would be so powerful.

Yakumo's body and soul have reached an extremely terrifying state, as if there are no shortcomings or loopholes.

The strength of those two mechanically modified people was close to the general level during their lifetime. After the transformation, their combat effectiveness was improved and closer to the general level, but they were solved so easily.

Warring States is a strong wood escape expert from the previous era. During his period as a general, he fought against Whitebeard countless times. Even though he is aging now, his strength is still above that of a general, slightly inferior to that of an emperor.

But he was easily killed by Yakumo.

Let’s talk about the green bull, a monster with extremely strong vitality. Even if he resisted many attacks from Whitebeard and his heart was blown out, he still survived, but he died inexplicably within a short time of meeting him.

This kind of combat power has exceeded the limitations of the emperor level... This is the king!

Only a strong man who can defeat a group of enemies and stand on the pinnacle of the sea can be called a king. So at this moment, everyone has doubts.

Who can stop this peerless king?

When Yakumo appeared again, he was in a position...surrounded by everyone. He glanced at the people around him calmly, his eyes were very calm, and he could not detect any murderous intention at all.

Different camps have nothing to do with good or evil.

This battle did not arouse Yakumo's anger. His mood was like a mirror-like lake on a high mountain, without any ripples.

Especially the two weapons in Yakumo's hands were burning with two-color flames, making the void faintly distorted. The strong men around him immediately felt the heat wave coming towards them, as if they were seeing the dazzling and bright sun.

Yakumo swung his weapon, and the first thing he targeted was Kuangxi. He was the core of this siege, and he also had the highest crime value present.

Kuangxi has the ability to predict the future. Qingzhi is close to Kuangxi, holding a two-meter-long frozen sword in his hand.

His role is to cooperate with Kuangxi in attacking and protect Kuangxi, who has the ability to foresee. Only he... is the key to restraining the space ability.

"Be careful, he's coming."

Through the ability of seeing and hearing Haki, Kuangxi predicted the direction of Yakumo's upcoming attack, and made commanding movements with Qingzhi, and Garp next to him also moved instantly.

"Soul-killing·Extreme Blade Slashing!"

The long swords in Yakumo's hands crossed and he threw out a golden blade several hundred meters long, cutting through the defense formed by Qingzhi. At the same time... he separated into shadow clones and made preparations for multiple coordination.

Golden light flashed, and hundreds of shadows attacked at the same time, like countless flowers spread out beautifully, and the golden light spots were the tender cores of the flowers.

Although Kuangxi's power of seeing and hearing was very strong and he could predict the attack direction of fifty shadow clones, his body was unable to perfectly defend against the hundreds of slashes that were coming in succession in one second.

This is the extreme delay between the transmission of mental thoughts and the body, which is his fatal flaw.

At the same time, the ability to predict the future is also possessed by the eyes of the soul. Both of them have the ability to foresee the enemy, so... the comparison is who can predict the more distant future.

In the golden light and shadow, the defense composed of ice was constantly being broken through, and many wounds appeared on the surface of Kuangxi's body. Of course, the most unbearable thing for him was the pain of the soul-cutting blade, which tore apart his soul.

Yun was defeated in the duel.

A breeze stirred up around Yakumo as he moved. He seemed to be merging with nature. His steps were swift and strange. Every time he moved, he could dodge the combined attacks of the enemy, making it difficult for him to be affected.

The situation on the battlefield changes rapidly, and Fujitora occasionally needs to cooperate with Garp to suppress Chiyuki Chiyuki and Masako Mori.

But the explosion between the two made it even more difficult for Fujitora.

During the battle, Mori Masako's mastery of the phantom black bird continued to improve, and the flames in his hands were able to be transferred and exchanged. The changes in the ice and fire bipolar made Fujitora suffer a lot. He could not judge the high temperature and cold based on what he had seen.

The flow of two kinds of energy in ice.

At the same time, Fujitora also suffered a lot from his powerful sword skills, especially the special rolling energy.

If it weren't for the magic of the Gravity Fruit, he would have been defeated long ago.

At this moment, he could no longer distract himself from supporting another battlefield.

Everyone present knew that the plan led by the Celestial Dragons was doomed. The enemy was stronger than originally calculated. If it continued, the most likely outcome would be total annihilation.

The sudden death of the Green Bull and the mysterious death of the Warring States Period.

This seemingly perfect plan has already torn huge cracks from the very beginning, making it difficult to make up for it.

"retreat?"

Qingzhi indicated to Garp with her eyes that if they all died here, the Navy's prestige in the entire world would be greatly impacted and the world would become chaotic.

Today, the existence of the navy still represents the order of the world. For the areas protected by the navy, they cannot all die here. At least some people must survive.

Garp did not respond to Aokiji. He was indeed in a desperate situation, but he believed that he could break the predicament with his iron fist.

He hit Yakumo with his iron fist. The battle between the two had the spirit and pace of a master. The movement and timing of every move were extremely perfect, and the changes in body shape every time he moved were impeccable.

This is an instinct honed by countless life and death battles.

Both of them can use 10% of their own strength, and even if there is some loss, it is an insignificant part and cannot affect the overall situation.

But after several full-out battles, Garp was surprised to find that Yakumo was more meticulous in his control of power than he was, which led to his gradually falling behind in his control of power, and he eventually needed to spend more energy to deal with it.

This is a fact that is very difficult to understand. Yakumo is only about eighteen years old, and his strength is understandable, but in terms of combat skills, he is much better than Garp.

Where did he get so much experience and fighting?

In an instant, Yakumo was fighting three people at the same time, slashing quickly with both swords in his hands. The conflict between the few people tore up the sky. Countless golden lights and cold air scattered around, and the sea was shattered as soon as it froze.

But it quickly refrozen.

The surrounding ice was directly shattered, the waves gathered and hit everyone, and the cold currents that dispersed were frozen into arc-shaped ice. Before the sound of the roaring waves spread, the ice was broken by the light group.

Kizaru, the Water Paddling Emperor, did not engage in close combat with Yakumo at all, but only used the characteristics of the fruit to continuously carry out long-range attacks in the air.

Yakumo knew very well in his heart that Kizaru had very strong close combat ability.

When he was in the Chambord Archipelago, Kizaru once competed with Rayleigh in close combat without losing, but his external personality was too focused on the development of fruit abilities and neglected the cultivation of other abilities.

But... now he has definitely not unleashed his full combat power. Even Yakumo is hard to figure out Kizaru's thoughts. Because of the special nature of his fruit, he is often sent to various places for support.

But take the Chambord Islands archipelago as an example. There were so many supernovas, but very few of them were arrested, as if they were deliberately ignored.

From a distance, you can see the golden light waves, the blue ice, and the red and black lightning. These three forces combine to fight against the more terrifying golden color.

It's like several worlds are competing against each other. From a distance, you can't see clearly the figures of the two people fighting. Only the shadows of countless illusory lakes are constantly colliding, causing the air to roar.

Yakumo exploded with all his strength and poured more attacks on Kuangxi.

His pure white suit had been chopped into tatters, and his tall top hat was frozen in the ice not far away. His scarred body could be seen through the severed area of ​​the suit.

It was the trauma left by countless slashes, especially the tearing pain deep in his soul, which had caused him to lose the ability to use the Haki of Haki and could be beheaded by Yakumo at any time.

Those silver-white scales were unable to resist the golden blade. Although his ability to predict the future was powerful, Yakumo had already mastered the rhythm of the battle.

The Eye of the Soul was fully activated, and the flow of energy and space in the world became clearer than ever before. He was not predicting the future, but rehearsing the future through his powerful intellectual attributes.

"call."

Yakumo exhaled slightly. As soon as the white steam left his mouth and nose, it was swept away by the cold current and turned into ice crystals that fell on the ice at his feet. After the battle lasted for half an hour, the surrounding temperature had dropped by ten degrees.

Although he had the upper hand, it was not without paying any price. Under the combined attacks of many people, he was inevitably injured. The blood-colored armor on his body was pierced by an iron fist and he coughed up blood.

Yakumo casually threw the healing light ball into his mouth, bit it gently with his teeth and let the energy in it repair the wounds all over his body. The existence time of the Holy Light Tempering was at the end.

In this last five minutes, Yakumo decided to use five minutes to behead the new CP department chief. When the Holy Light Tempering disappeared, it would be difficult to kill the remaining few people.

After all, his condition is no longer at its peak.

The surrounding cold current faintly formed a blue storm, a large amount of ice gathered into the mountain peaks, and countless blood-colored tree roots lost their activity under the attack of the icebergs.

Qingzhi's natural fruit has a stronger impact on the surrounding environment than Yakumo, especially since he still needs to be distracted to fight against the other three.

Especially his natural fruit, which may have touched the concept of awakening state, has reached the peak of the general level in terms of power, and can even temporarily fight against the four emperors.

Although the Wooden Creatures were temporarily defeated, they did not die. Instead, they were restrained and waiting for the opportunity to flourish, especially since Yakumo's use of Flying Thunder God did not have any impact.

Within this half hour, Yakumo has seriously injured Kuangxi. With just a few more opportunities, he can hope to kill the target, and the remaining enemies can be slowly liquidated.

Not far away, Whitebeard has lost his breath and turned into a wooden statue, but it is full of vitality inside, as if it is pregnant with life. Even Yakumo's soul eyes cannot see through the wonder inside.

The surrounding leaves rustled and slowly fell towards Whitebeard's body. This was Yakumo expressing his inner sadness. Ace and Marco's eyes were red, and they had obviously cried bitterly.

The two of them stood stunned inside the forest like puppets, looking at the statue transformed by Whitebeard in silence, with no intention of standing up to help Yakumo. The two of them also guessed the reason why the navy appeared here.

In Yakumo's perception, the two of them carried the wood withers formed by Whitebeard on their backs, and quickly left the battlefield in jet boats. The target of these navy was Yakumo, but Whitebeard was implicated and died.

This time... Yakumo and the Whitebeard Pirates are really destined to do this.

Ace and Marco need to return to the new world as soon as possible to integrate the pirates within their sphere of influence before the news of Whitebeard's death spreads.

Anyway...it won't hurt the situation if they leave.

Under the wash of multiple energies, Yakumo's physical strength reached its peak, and the muscles all over his body swelled and bulged. This was a state where he was bursting with all his strength, but it was difficult to maintain it for a long time.

Yakumo estimated that his physical strength would decline in five hours at most, and exhausted in ten hours at most. This kind of endurance made Yakumo very dissatisfied.

After all, Qingzhi and Akainu fought in the New World for ten days and ten nights, and his physical strength could only sustain a continuous burst of eleven hours.

With a flash of golden light, Yakumo opened his body and began to form seals with his hands. In the perception of others, some extremely ominous aura slowly moved closer to Yakumo.

"Interrupt him!"

Kuangxi covered his chest covered with knife marks and roared, because he had already seen the future three seconds later, which was an unexpected change.

With a flash of golden light, Yakumo escaped from the circle surrounded by several people.

"The art of reincarnation from dirty soil!"

A coffin covered in red paint suddenly appeared on the sea surface, and the dark mist spread outwards. Blackbeard Teach returned to the sea, and the powerful pressure spread wantonly.

The thick fog spreads like a carpet, covering the surrounding sea.

Yakumo directly suppressed Blackbeard's sanity, and the unwillingness in his eyes completely disappeared, and he finally became a puppet manipulated at will.

Blackbeard fought against Aokiji and Kizaru, and he wouldn't die anyway... It was enough to temporarily hold off the two generals. When Yakumo channeled Blackbeard, the situation on the battlefield had changed dramatically.

Garp and Kuangxi were unable to stop Yakumo's attack, and Kuangxi didn't have much ability to resist because he was severely injured.

At this moment, the entire battlefield was completely divided into four parts.

After the first few tests, Yakumo was sure that Kuangxi had lost the ability to use the Haki of Observation and Color, so he couldn't help but began to gather all the energy in his body and inject it into Fumo.

He directly put Jie Yu back into the Glory Sword Box and gathered the final blow.

The strong wind roared, ice combined with light bullets strangled the darkness, and the collision of several people made a deafening sound, but Yakumo's heart became more and more peaceful.

The power of the Soul Soul Fruit was activated to the maximum, and the demon-suppressing blade faintly ignited a transparent soul flame, which was almost difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

Yakumo exerted force with both feet, and in a flash of golden light, he used the Flying Thunder God technique to adjust his position and bypass Garp to get behind Kuangxi. The long knife in his hand fell directly, and the entire space was filled with dazzling golden light.

"Quadruple·Soul-Slashing·Extreme Blade Slash!"

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"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who it is.

There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.

Regarding this.

Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.

It can be said.

Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.

The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.

Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.

Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.

Possess the memory of the previous life.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.

Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.

At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.

Enter the attic.

The environment changes in vain.

The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.

There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Zhenmo Division.

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