Pirate's Copy

Everyone's eyes were turned to the young man who stood in front of Dorag and the others at some point. Wulao Xing's mouth just widened and he was at a loss.

Shiliu and Ain looked at each other, shrugged helplessly and left Wulaoxing's side, walking to the navy's camp.

"Mo...Mo...Mo...Mo..."

The curly-haired five-star looked at Moen, his hands shaking constantly, but he couldn't say a complete sentence.

"Master Wulaoxing, good morning. The weather in the Holy Land is still good today."

The morning sun shone on Moen's face, and he felt a little helpless.

I originally thought that I would temporarily seal myself in the first round and wait until the final power of the World Government emerged before coming out. However, one Im made it difficult for everyone to move forward. If he didn't come out, all the revolutionaries would be dead.

clatter

The gravel was lifted, and Im patted the dust on his body and walked back to Wulaoxing.

"You betrayed me, didn't you?"

Looking at Im, whose face was still calm, Moen could only spread his hands and said, "Master Im, I have never been on your side from the beginning to the end."

Im raised his hand, and a slight "pull" sound was heard. Moen's pupils shrank, but he still had a calm smile on his lips.

"Iron!"

boom!

Smoke was everywhere, and the faces of Dorag and others who had just recovered suddenly changed. With their eyesight, they couldn't tell that Im was using the most pure "finger gun and flying finger gun" among the six styles.

However, this power...

Is it a little too big?

When the smoke dissipated, Moen reluctantly tore up the clothes he had turned into a beggar's outfit, leaving only a pair of pants.

"What a terrifying Six Styles, Shining and Smashing Kick!"

"Iron."

boom!

Im looked at the disappearing Moen, without wavering at all. He raised his hand to block Moen's kick with golden and silver light.

Looking at Im, who didn't even move his body, Moen also felt a little troubled.

"If my guess is correct, the Six Styles should have been taught by Im, and he uses the Six Styles that are most suitable for him and are also the purest!"

Zefa stood aside. He was extremely powerful in physical skills and was also extremely proficient in the six movements. He expressed his guess very seriously.

When he learned the Six-Stage practice method in the Navy, he was astonished. This is the most powerful physical technique that can only be developed after studying the human body to an extremely thorough level!

There may be many strong taijutsu masters in the sea today who don't practice the Six Forms, but those who practice the Six Forms to the peak are definitely famous taijutsu masters!

Rob Lucci is a typical example of a strong six-style taijutsu expert!

The Cat Fruit and Leopard Form only brought him an increase in physical strength and strength speed. He did not develop the rest at all, and all his energy was spent on practicing the six postures.

This also allowed Lu Qi to ignore the four years of undercover waste and catch up with the first echelon of his peers in just two years!

"The person who first developed the Six Styles? His reputation is quite scary."

Kizaru touched his arm and tried to smile, but he couldn't.

Is there anyone among them who can really deal with this kind of monster?

In the battlefield, Moen watched him attack for a while, but Im was not hurt at all, but also had a headache.

Im, who has been practicing for eight hundred years, has used his strength to realize what it means to be as stable as a mountain and what it means to be as fast as thunder.

He is not the kind of opponent who can be defeated with cunning tricks!

"Thunder."

Im clenched his fist, and a colorful light rose in his hand. Then thunder exploded in the sky, and pale thunder comparable to the thickness of a warship fell from the sky!

"bar!"

Whether it's the sexy smile of the person who saw it or the lowest soldier, they all feel a fatal sense of depression!

Feeling the destructive power in the pale thunder, several generals joined forces to block the pale thunder summoned by Im over the battlefield!

"Hey, hey, hey, it's true, this is not fun!"

Moen curled his lips, not even Lairla could do this!

Is it possible that the so-called King of Heaven is in Im's hands?

Aokiji kept creating ice walls above his head, Kizaru dispersed the laser light in an attempt to decompose the thunder, and Akainu followed through on the idea of ​​fighting to the end, constantly using magma to fight the thunder.

The rest of the people also used all their cards. Sengoku once again transformed into a golden Buddha. Although Fujitora did not attract meteorites, he shattered the Red Earth Continent with one sword and controlled countless gravels to rush towards the thunder.

Shiliu took a deep breath, and a slash that exceeded a hundred times the level passed through the ice wall, thinking about splitting Thunder in two!

Moen stood in front of Im to prevent him from intervening.

The thick thunder was gradually decomposed bit by bit and finally dissipated.

"very nice."

There was a hint of admiration in Im's tone, as if he was able to take action to solve that lightning bolt.

It is true that for Im, who controls the King of Heaven, that thunder is as simple as pinching it at random, but for others, it is a terrifying force that can destroy an island or a country!

"I think they would feel very honored to be praised by you." Moen spread his hand and raised Im's hand.

"If I can make you feel honored, I might be happy."

Imgujing Mubo's eyes looked at Moen. If possible, he really didn't want to kill Moen.

Even Moen has made it clear that from the beginning, he was not aligned with the World Government.

The faces of Wulaoxing, who had been pushed to the edge of the battlefield, turned red. They really didn't expect that the subordinate they had always been most optimistic about was actually an undercover!

Now it can be explained clearly why the revolutionary army has an intact [Pluto] in its hands!

Why did every previous operation against the revolutionary army fail? Even dealing with a Nine Snake Island was so difficult!

Of course, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net Moen did not answer this question.

"Are you going to find that adult to come out?"

The blond Five Old Star asked in a low voice.

The bodies of the other four people trembled for a while. The curly-haired Five Old Star had a bitter look on his face. He looked back tremblingly and saw nothing.

"No need, it's already here..."

call out!

The rapid sound of breaking through the air spread, and everyone who had just joined forces to resist the pale thunder felt goosebumps, and then a feeling of weakness spread throughout their bodies.

"What the... ghost thing!"

Akainu stretched out his hand, but no lava erupted. The cigar in his mouth was bitten into pieces, and he half-knelt on the ground with his hands on his chest.

The condition of the green pheasant next to him was not better than him. All the frost that originally covered the surface of the body had dissipated, leaving only a head full of sweat.

"I...I...I can't feel the power of the Devil Fruit anymore."

Fujitora leaned on the ground with his staff and sword, his tone full of bitterness.

In the Holy Land of Mariejoia, apart from the ordinary soldiers who didn't know what was going on, all those with Devil Fruit abilities fell to the ground or knelt on the ground with difficulty, clutching their chests.

"What is this stuff······"

Moen took a deep breath, took out a cigarette and lit it.

In front of him, a huge vine tree composed entirely of black mist was twisting its branches crazily!

But in the eyes of others, this thing is invisible!

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