Chapter 255 Blast Me!

"I want this holy land... to be a river of blood!"

After the words fell, the eyelids of the Five Elders suddenly jumped wildly. Looking at the military Den Den Mushi tightly held in the hands of the Navy Vice Admiral, they suddenly felt the same extreme anxiety and fear in their hearts again.

Although they didn't know what cards and backhands Darren, the insidious Navy kid, had hidden, they didn't dare to gamble!

This time, the bet on the table was not on them who had immortal bodies.

But on their compatriots living in the Holy Land of Mary Joa!

"You are looking for death!"

"Stop!"

"Bold!"

"Insolent!!"

"..."

Almost at the same time, without even needing to confirm their eyes, the Five Elders attacked at the same time!

Five gloomy and suffocating murderous intentions swarmed and spread out, as if condensed into substance.

The Bull Ghost, Feng Xi, Izuma Tenma, and the Mongolian Sandworm roared loudly.

Dorag gritted his teeth, looked back at Darren, and then took the lead.

A hurricane was raging.

The dark green wind dragon roared again, and in a short period of time, it was able to fight Feng Xi, Izuma Tian and Mongolian sandworms alone!

The spider Niugui took the opportunity to flash past, raised its sharp spider legs and stabbed the navy vice admiral who was at the end of his strength!

"Hell's seductive eyes!"

Ivankov activated his own ability, blinked his eyes with purple-black eyeshadow, and a violent explosion burst out.

The explosive storm swept up in the huge body of Niugui, but it could only make it shake, not enough to slow down its offensive.

At this time, the spider's belly suddenly swelled, and a stream of purple-black venom sprayed out.

"Bear cub!"

Ivankov was horrified and screamed.

Whoosh!

The moment the voice rang out, a wooden figure like a giant bear appeared silently in front of Ivankov, raised his hand and slapped the venom that was spraying out.

A strange scene appeared immediately.

Bang!

The liquid venom was like a solid object, and when it touched the fleshy palm, it was completely "rebounded".

It sank into the ground in the distance, "sizzling" and corroded a shocking huge pit.

"Hmm?"

The human-beast Satan Saint then raised his eyebrows, squinted his eyes and stared at the dull-looking young man in front of him, looked at him for a few times, and said coldly:

"It turned out to be you, I remember... the little devil of the Bakhaniya tribe."

"I didn't expect that you are still alive after not seeing you for so many years. I thought you had died in the Valley of Gods a long time ago."

"It seems that I underestimated you."

The bear looked calmly at the five elders who made him terrified and even desperate in the battle of the Valley of Gods that year, and said in a deep voice:

"Old man, I can't allow you to hurt Mr. Darren."

He raised his hands.

The air visible to the naked eye began to compress in his palms, gradually emitting an extremely dazzling light.

Satan Saint's pupils shrank slightly:

"It seems that I can only get rid of you first... The ability of your hands is too tricky."

Before he could speak, the air in the bear's hands had been compressed to the extreme.

He gently raised his hands and pushed them forward.

"Bear Paw·Impact!"

Bang! !

A huge explosion suddenly exploded, turning into a destructive wave that engulfed everything around.

And at the moment of the explosion,

the neighing of a warhorse suddenly sounded.

As if dragging a black flame, the skeleton warhorse rushed like thunder, but it flashed through the all-annihilating light of the air cannon explosion as fast as a phantom.

The strange black knife streaked through the void with brilliant blue light, like a frost hell descending on the world.

Ice crystals scattered.

Cut it down with one knife!

Swish! !

Darren, who was holding the Den Den Mushi, suddenly shook his body and his eyes were dazed for a moment.

A beam of crimson blood splashed from his chest and bloomed gorgeously.

"Darren, a monster like you should not exist in this world at all."

The centaur "horse bone" Izambaron V. Nasujuro held the world-famous demon sword in one hand and said in a cold voice.

Surrounded by black flames, his glasses reflected a cold luster, his samurai uniform fluttered in the flames, and the skeleton horse under him neighed sharply... like a death knight walking out of hell.

"Is this sword... the first generation of Kitetsu?"

Darren staggered back two steps, knelt on one knee with a bang, glanced at the demon sword held in the skinny hand of Izambaron V. Nasujuro, and a trace of blood oozed from the pale lips.

"The slash that almost freezes the soul... It's really an unprecedented swordsmanship."

He looked down and saw that the deep wound on his chest that could see the bone had stopped bleeding, and the flesh and blood were covered with a layer of icy cold frost, and the cold air continued to spread and spread, directly into the heart.

"The body feels like it's dying, the soul feels terrified..."

The vice admiral covered the wound on his chest with one hand, but in the stunned eyes of Izambaron V. Nasujuro, a nearly crazy smile gradually blossomed on his lips.

"You guys really make me happier and happier!"

He picked up the Den Den Mushi and gave an order:

"Go ahead..."

He took a deep breath, not knowing whether it was because of pain or anger, his eyes were bloodshot and he roared:

"Blast me!!"

Instantly,

the Five Elders paused at the same time.

They seemed to have noticed something, and turned their heads in horror, looking at the image phone bug screen connecting to the Holy Land Mariejoia.

The scene that greeted their eyes almost made their eyes burst.

"This is impossible……"

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at the same time.

Red continent.

Holy Land Marie Gioia.

boom! !

A blood-stained figure with scars all over his body flew out in mid-air and sank heavily into a building. The exaggerated impact instantly turned the building into ruins.

Fisher Tiger struggled to crawl out of the rubble and stood up unsteadily.

Hot blood dripped from his body. He covered the slash wound on his abdomen that had almost cut open his internal organs with his rough palms, feeling unprecedented weakness pouring into his heart.

The miserable wailing of slaves kept coming from the distance, which made Fisher Tiger feel like a knife.

He felt that the "Flying Dragon's Hoof" tattoo on his chest was stinging more and more, as if it was about to burn or explode at any moment.

"Is that all you have? Fisher Tiger...I'm so disappointed. Did you think you could barely let me have all the fun?"

The Tianlong man with a bloody crescent-moon hair style casually waved a Western sword and walked casually with sword flowers on his arm.

"What a bullshit king under the Shichibukai. With just this little ability, I don't see any need to continue to exist."

Following the words of Ancient Saint Fegalandu Green, several members of the Knights of God who followed him also gave out sarcastic smiles.

"It's so boring... In the end, Darren is the only one who can make me even remotely interested."

Ancient Saint Fegalandu Green sighed helplessly and shook his head.

He raised his Western sword and was about to deliver the final blow to Fisher Tiger.

But at this moment——

Tear it apart!

A blue thunder suddenly cut through the dim sky.

Ancient Saint Fegalando Green's expression changed slightly, and he forcibly changed his moves in mid-air and swung a sword.

boom! !

The shrill sword light and the bright thunder collided in mid-air, erupting into purgatory-like air waves.

"Let me come and play with you?"

A low voice came from the sky above the holy land of Mariejoia.

The sudden turn of events shocked the Knights of God headed by Ancient Saint Fegalando Green and the Holy Land Guards who were fighting slaves throughout the Holy Land.

They subconsciously raised their heads and looked up, only to see a figure suddenly appear in the sky above the Holy Land Marie Joa.

A wide white cape, a crisp black suit, a serious mustache... He was a young navy man with a calm and solemn temperament.

At this moment, the thunder and lightning in his hand sparkled and intertwined with brilliance.

In the other hand, a telephone bug was held steadily.

"Tsk! Are you the only one?"

Ancient Saint Fegalandu Green smiled disdainfully.

His figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

The moment he reappeared, he had jumped into the air and was approaching the flying squirrel at an astonishing high speed.

"of course not."

The flying squirrel shook his head and released dozens of twisted lightning bolts with one hand.

Ancient Saint Fegalando Green kept swinging his sword to defeat the attacking lightning, approached the flying squirrel, and laughed:

"The strongest natural system...is nothing more than that!"

He suddenly accelerated, and his figure appeared above the flying squirrel, holding a Western sword in both hands and raising it high.

"Get down here for me!"

"You are not qualified to stand in the sky——"

Before he finished speaking, he heard Darren's voice coming from the phone bug in Flying Squirrel's hand.

"Give me a blast!"

Ancient Saint Fegalando Green was stunned for a moment.

boom! !

A vast golden beam suddenly penetrated the clouds, directly submerging the figure of the ancient saint Fegalando Green, and blasting his entire life into the earth below.

A huge explosion erupted, and fiery red flames bloomed in large masses!

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