MTL - Pirate’s Brood Order-v3 Chapter 372 the only god

"Too old?"

For the past two days, Yegi's cheek muscles have been twitching, a huge nose has become more and more protruding, and the sweat dripping on both sides of the nose is probably anger.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Ohnogi stared at the disgusted Baroric who vomited blood, gritted his teeth and asked, "Where do you rank among the apostles?"

Baroric waved his umbrella sword and licked his wet mouth. His voice seemed to penetrate directly through Onogi's head, and echoed directly in the opponent's consciousness. Only the apostle, I am the prisoner Baroric Lakefield!"

Although there are only four prisoners left, the strength of each prisoner is beyond the eighth-order category, which can be called a terrifying combination.

"prisoner?!!"

Onogi and the others' faces became more and more ugly. The information about the prisoner was zero. He glanced at Jiraiya, whose face had already told him the answer.

There was a strange fluctuation in the air, Terumi Mei's heart thumped fiercely, and the terror of dying made her instinctively take a step back.

A blood line split open in his chest, his ribs were cut sharply and neatly, and the slender crack was only an inch away from the heart. The blood splashed and stabbed an invisible blade in front of him.

"Someone!"

Terumi Mei's scalp immediately went numb, and hot water mist erupted from her body, corroding the surrounding air, and a figure slowly emerged from a circle of fuzzy ripples.

The dark robe was revealed, and underneath was a dark blue military uniform, with a flat hat on his head and an unlit cigar in his mouth. He was looking at the crack in Terumi Mei's chest with a regretful look. A little disappointed that it didn't get a one-hit kill.

"Who are you?" Terumi Mei stared at the other party with lingering fears, her eyes glaring, she was only one step away from death just now.

"Prisoner, Shiliu!"

Gently wiped off the remaining blood stains and smell on the blade, Shiliu bit off the cigar in his mouth, the whole person disappeared and disappeared in the air in an instant, leaving only a cold and playful voice in the air: "The killing game continues. , I'm curious how many swords you can dodge me!"

Terrifying killing intent filled the air, Terumi Mei's heart shrank, she looked up at the giant ship suspended in the sky, the so-called decapitation plan was a joke, they probably didn't even have the qualifications to walk in front of Yaerlin alive.

Under the former blood fog policy, Terumi Mei is naturally very familiar with "silent murder" and various means of assassination, but there has never been a method like this strange prisoner, hiding his whole body into the air. , there is no trace of it at all.

Immediately, his nerves tightened to the extreme, and the scorching waves of air that swelled all over his body rolled and extended in an attempt to capture the traces of Shiliu's movement.

If it is a ninja, he can still perceive the fluctuations of chakra. Unfortunately, these strange enemies, whether they are apostles or prisoners, basically do not have the breath of chakra, and even the breath of the living people is abnormally weak. .

Here, Terumi Mei stood tremblingly on the spot, the terrifying killing intent locked her, so that she did not dare to act rashly. Before the transparent blade appeared, there was another terrifying crashing sound.

Like a heavy piece of steel falling down, the ground burst into a huge pit, and then a man with jet-black gills on his cheeks, cold-blooded shark-like pupils, and two fangs in his mouth jumped out, holding a cane. Terrifying power, his palms formed a dazzling phantom and slashed towards Jiraiya.

The wind in the palm of the hand is like a knife, and the forest is incomparable. Even if it is far away, the air is split and exploded, and sharp cuts on the ground appear alternately, taking the shape of a triangular awl to strike at Jirai.

"What a terrifying physique!"

Jiraiya also felt that the air in front of him was cracking, and each of the countless continuous palms and knives was not illusory, but a superposition of layers that were so fast that the afterimages were frozen in the air, but the strength was condensed. It was like a huge wave rushing towards the tide.

Fairy mode? Big flame bomb!

Standing under his feet, his hands quickly formed a seal, his mouth opened and he spewed out a fiery fire dragon, shooting straight towards the past, and then he heard a continuous terrifying muffled sound.

The jetted fire dragon trembled violently, and those palm knives all turned into a pitch-black steel like black. Under the continuous slashing with a hand knife, the burning flame and air were smashed out, and the roaring fire dragon head was chopped to pieces. The body of the qiu knotted fire dragon shattered into countless pieces, and the flames were crushed by the continuous fist wind before it hit the ground.

The clothes were squeezed and sunk inward and stuck to the skin. The fist blowing was like a knife slicing the skin. There were countless blood holes all over the body. Then suddenly shot backwards and flew out.

He fell heavily to the ground, and Zilai's whole body seemed to fall apart. There were blood holes all over his body. He spat out a large mouthful of blood from his mouth, and climbed up from the ground with difficulty, staring at him slowly with bloodshot eyes. murloc.

Prisoner, Jinping!

Very flat and taciturn, he didn't even bother to mention his name, his steps seemed slow but fast, he just took a few steps and appeared next to Jiraiya, his broad and heavy feet mercilessly stepped on Jiraiya's head.

Bang!

The ground shattered, and a terrifying footprint appeared. Jiraiya dodged away in embarrassment, swallowing the blood in his mouth, and countless silver-haired flowers on his back shot out fiercely.

Jinbei stood there and didn't move~www.novelbuddy.com~ Because a black flame emerged out of nowhere in the void, burning the silver needles that had been shot into ashes, and a black robe stood between the two of them.

"Jiraiya, can't you see the situation clearly? You have no hope, not even a trace!"

With a hoarse voice, a sinister and stern face was revealed under the black robe that was lifted, the scarlet kaleidoscope writing wheel eyes were spinning faintly, and Orochimaru held the grass pheasant sword in his hand and said: "If you insist on dying, , then let me get to know you with my own hands!"

At the same time!

Tsunade stood behind Jiraiya, her blood-stained Hokage robe dragged heavily across the ground, her whole body bursting with chakra like a terrifying tailed beast, her fists clenched and squeezed, making a cold sound. Said: "Jiraiya, the unification of the ninja world is an irreversible fate, join us, this is your only choice!"

Jilai also got up, he looked at two unfamiliar and familiar faces, grief and despair would explode his entire chest, he looked up at the battleship that covered the sky, a black iron throne stood on the deck, Yaerlin sat there with a golden sword, like a **** who was patrolling and overlooking the world!

The only god!