Pirate’s Holy Light Swordsman

Guina held both knives and watched Mr.1 charge towards her quickly.

"You think you can stop my attack with a knife?"

"Even the swordsmen of the second sword style, I don't know how many I killed!"

"Hmph... block? Why block!"

Guyina put on a starting gesture: "You guy with a blade all over your body is more exaggerated than a certain idiot's green algae head. The more knives, the stronger?"

"No wonder Senior Brother said that cutting the fruit quickly is not suitable for me..."

"One-hearted, one-intentioned, one-knife-style, is my path to a swordsman!"

"One knife flow, breaking the waves!"

The realm of "Chopping Iron", smashing through the might of a giant wave, Gu Yina slashed out with one sword, and the figure and Mr.1 staggered past.

"puff--"

The sound of blood splashing came, accompanied by a miserable groan: "How... maybe..."

"Jianhao's logo, 'Zhan Tie', haven't you heard of it?"

Guina turned around and looked at Mr.1 who fell to the ground: "In this sea, there are so many swordsmen, your so-called swordsmen can't beat you, how blindly confident you are!"

Mr.1 spat out a mouthful of blood and laughed miserably: "So... so..."

"I'm really... an idiot!"

Before fainting, he vaguely heard the screams of his partner, Miss.'s fingers.

"You... have you lost too?"

...

Miss.'s two fingers deduced Guina's strength through Dasqi's swordsmanship. Before she could open her mouth to remind her, she saw that her partner, Mr.1, who was known as the strongest agent other than Mr.0, had been stabbed by Guina. beat!

"..."

Miss. Cold sweat broke out on her fingers, Mr.1 lost so quickly? !

"Win or lose, do you still have time to wander?"

Dusqi gave a cold drink, swung the knife away from Miss.'s thorns with two fingers, and charged a knife!

"Cut the rain!"

The excited Miss.'s fingers came back to their senses, and it was too late to block the knife!

"Pfft-"

The blood flew flying, Dusqi turned around with the knife, and watched Miss. fall weakly with her fingers.

"Justice is not self-proclaimed..."

"Guarding the country you've captured is doing justice!"

"Nice job, Dusty!"

Guina came over and gave Dasqi a high-five: "Your progress is really fast, and you are getting closer and closer to 'Tie Tie'!"

"Thanks to Lieutenant General Wright and sister your teachings - even Cavendish, have been a huge help in my swordsmanship progress."

Dasqi smiled embarrassedly: "Cavendish is a swordsman genius like my sister. Compared with you, I'm too far behind, so I can only try to catch up!"

"Ha! Don't belittle yourself, hard work is more important than talent!"

"That guy Cavendish, it's the first time I saw your dumbfounded look, and now I want to laugh!"

Guina took out the Hailou stone handcuffs, handcuffed the two enemies, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Haha...Isn't it because my sister hit him too hard!"

Dasqi smiled and put the knife into the sheath, and looked at the turtle car that was waiting: "Should we pick up Cavendish?"

"Let him figure out a way. This car is too small, it can only hold four people at most."

...

The port city of Rape, Cavendish and Mr.2, the battle of Von Kree, also came to an end.

"So, it's enough for this young master, you dead shemale!"

Cavendish attacked furiously, but in front of Mr.2's strange "shemale boxing"...

"Ah~ I'm so handsome~ I'm really lonely~"

A loud sigh came from across from Cavendish, making his scalp tingle.

Durandall's sword suddenly stopped in front of Mr.2, Cavendish's right hand holding the sword trembled: "You...you..."

What appeared in front of Cavendish was his own face!

"I'm so handsome...there are actually two?!"

"This... how dazzling this is!"

Cavendish was intoxicated.

"Shemale Fist · Memoirs of That Summer!"

Mr.2 rose into the air and kicked out a roundhouse kick. Cavendish woke up and hurriedly swung his sword to block.

"Ahahahaha! Narcissistic little brother, it's impossible for you to attack your handsome face, right?"

Mr.2 laughed exaggeratedly: "The slave family's shemale boxing is not just physical blows!"

"Turn around! Let's see the slave family solve you!"

"Shemale Fist · 320,000 laps roundhouse kick!"

"Ding ding ding-"

A series of collision sounds sounded, and Cavendish, who was still in a trance, struggled to resist the continuous attack of the other party.

"...This is what Lieutenant General Wright said, the double blow of body and mind? Damn..."

Cavendish's eyes were hazy: "Ah... my charm is really irresistible, I am obsessed with myself..."

"No, no, no!"

Shaking his head, he quickly woke up, and Cavendish made a move.

"Beautiful Sword Swan Lake!"

Intensive kicks and sword strikes collided, and Cavendish's eyes flashed.

"My son is a genius! You've used this trick so many times... Can't this son find your flaws?!"

"Wow hahaha! How could the slave family's shemale boxing technique be broken... oh!"

Mr.2, who was spinning violently, screamed and was slashed by Cavendish on the side:

"You! How could you possibly see through the slave family's ability!?"

"Hmph... When you use the human demon boxing technique, you can't change into my son's appearance... This son is a swordsman, you are a guy who uses physical skills, you still have to change back to your original body to compete!"

Cavendish looked at Mr.2's panic-stricken face and pointed with his long sword: "Do you think your left hand touching your face is very subtle? My son can see it clearly!"

"Ah... what? The slave family can't hear anything..."

Mr.2 was hit hard, sweating all over his head and pretending to deceive himself.

"So what if you find out! Don't be afraid of you because you are a swordsman slave!"

Mr.2 quickly recovered from the blow and raised his swan neck toes:

"Shemale Fist · Burst Swan Dance!"

"White horse!"

Cavendish snorted coldly, his long golden hair fluttered in the wind, his pupils seemed to have double pupils, his eyes became cold and sharp, and the whole person's breath became sharp and compelling:

"Beautiful Sword Blue Bird!"

The whistling sound of the long sword piercing the air sounded, and the two figures crossed each other. Mr. 2 had a streak of blood on his body and slowly fell to the ground.

"...You actually...haven't used all your strength..."

"You won...kill me! Anyway, the slave family will be liquidated by the organization... it's better to die in your hands!"

"Hmph, I don't need to use this state, after all... that means that my swordsmanship failed to beat you!"

Cavendish retracted his sword in dissatisfaction: "Why, in such a hurry to die?"

"It's just a shemale... you're quite open-minded."

"The slave family is proud of being a monster!"

Mr.2 struggled to sit up and showed a miserable smile:

"Whether it deviates from the way of men or the way of women, it is the way to be a man if you don't go beyond your duty!"

"..."

Cavendish shook his head, took out the Hailoushi handcuffs, and handcuffed Mr.2:

"How to be a human being? First of all, you have to be a good person..."

"To realize an ideal in a way that harms civilians, what's not to go beyond the duty?"

After all, this son was once a prince...

If this son's kingdom suffers from thieves like you, even at the cost of losing popularity...

This son will also use any means to kill you!