My son of Pirates is Sengoku

“You!”

The black Buddha statue clenched his fists, he is a demon, his lifespan is almost infinite, he is the most mysterious and powerful creature in the world, high above the small human being, and his appearance represents destruction and fear.

However, now he is being reprimanded by a human being in such an understated tone, and he does not pay attention to his identity at all.

This made him extremely angry!

“Good, good, human, I remember you.”

“Noisy, can’t you hear what I’m saying?” Mu Yang frowned and drank coldly.

Brush~

A flash of purple light flashed.

Mu Yang crossed the air with the sword, his mind moved, leaving a hole in the body of the black Buddha statue, crisp and neat, not even leaving a chance to react, when the black Buddha statue returned to his senses, he was already injured, and the black light in that area was strongly suppressed and dimmed down, as if that purple light can curse evil and retreat from demons, and it is born with restraint.

The black Buddha statue snorted, stopped speaking, turned into a stream of black smoke, and drilled back into the body of the Warring States.

He was afraid.

At the same time, it also confirmed the previous speculation that there was really a demon dying in the hands of this person!

“Old man, or you are domineering, directly scaring off a demon.” On the side, the Warring States who witnessed the whole process were marveling, and then he reused his ability, turned into a golden Buddha, stood on the ground, and looked at his whole body. It felt like something was more than the last time I was empowered, and it seemed that there was an invisible shackle that had been broken through a little.

“Old man, this feeling is…” Warring States faintly guessed that it should be related to the black Buddha statue just now.

“The demon injury brings you just a trace of benefit, if you have the strength to kill him, you can understand what it is to make the sea leap with a fish, and the sky is high and the birds fly.” Mu Yang said lightly.

“It’s too difficult, you can’t use your ability, it’s too difficult to defeat him by physical skills alone.”

Sengoku sighed.

And in history, except for the old man, I have never heard of anyone who can kill demons.

For such a long time, there was an alternative to the old man, killing demons with a snap of his fingers, and directly using demons as a means of training… It’s overbearing, unheard of!

After the training, sitting on the beach, the two chatted.

“Old man, then again, what are your plans?”

“This era does not belong to me.”

“Old man, how can you say that, you look younger than me now, it’s better for me to retire and you sit back in the position of marshal of the navy.” The war Chinese was a little excited, and from beginning to end, I was convinced that under the leadership of the old man, in a few years, the status of the navy and pirates would definitely return to the state of decades ago.

Even if it is the four emperors, it is not enough to see!

It’s just a question of how long the old man wants them to live.

“Sengoku, you want to push me back to the bright side? Let me handle piles of files for you? All sorts of trivial trifles? Mu Yang seemed to be smiling.

Warring States touched his hair and laughed dryly, he knew the old man’s most trouble-afraid personality, and quickly said: “I don’t mean this, or daddy you are a marshal, and I will handle the documents for you as an assistant.” ”

Mu Yang still shook his head, not in the mood, and accepted the proposal of the Warring States.

“I don’t want to go straight and change the course of this era, that would be too boring.”

After talking for a moment, the Warring States gave up, Mu Yang was like this, saying that since he refused, then there was no point in persuading him.

The two left and returned to the headquarters of the Navy.

“Karp, old bastard, get out of here for me!” The Warring States roared in mid-air, the sound was like a flood bell, the momentum was very strong, and he couldn’t restrain the mood of wanting to take revenge. Not only the body returned to its peak state, but even the demons in the body were injured, and the limited ability of the Great Buddha Fruit released a part, so the Warring States were full of confidence,

“Yo, Warring States, I am still too benevolent to you, the old man took you away, I didn’t follow you, enough to give you face.” Karp looked at the restored young Sengoku, expected, felt tricky, but his mouth was still lightly mocking in an uncaring tone. “Do it again, don’t blame the old man for not giving you face.”

The Warring States were angry, directly transformed into the Golden Light Buddha, and blatantly struck.

“Sengoku, you come really.” Karp screamed strangely, and both arms were dyed a dark armed color, and then greeted him.

Thundered~~

The two were in the air, you came and went, and there was a huge muffled sound continuously.

The navy is accustomed to this picture, and recently the headquarters of the navy has been an eventful autumn, and even the battles of former and former marshals against the five old stars and demons have happened, and this kind of small scene is naturally difficult to attract their attention.

Mu Yang’s body fell, and the navies automatically gave up an open space, and then all their attention was instantly drawn.

For a while, the two people in the sky looked a little embarrassed.

“Pheasant.”

A soft drink.

The mood of the onlookers was instantly apprehensive.

Could it be that after the former admiral Red Inu and the yellow ape of the Navy headquarters, it was the turn of the green pheasant general to be unlucky? This is the rhythm of a big shuffle of the three major generals!

“Marshal.”

The green pheasant came, and a rare trace of mood swings appeared on the indifferent ice cube face.

After turning over a few books that recorded naval history, he had a new understanding of the person in front of him, and the green pheasant already had a feeling of worship in his heart, treating Mu Yang as an idol and replacing the original Kapu.

“How is your Cold Ice Origin cultivation?”

“Still hit a bottleneck.” The green pheasant took out the ice sword, it had been so long, but it had not melted, even if it was roasted under the scorching sun, it still did not change.

This is the sword condensed from the origin of the cold ice, and it is also the level that the green pheasant dreams have reached!

“Punch me with the strongest move.

“Yes.”

Pheasant Ichiki.

Get the personal guidance of the person in front of me, I don’t know how many people, dream!