The blue waves are rippling, and the fish are flying shallow.

A fire ignited on the pirate ship, and the clothes on the boy's body soaked with sea water were steaming under the high temperature, and the mist blurred Yang Ming's figure, only the corpse lying at the boy's feet seemed to still tell the danger of the scene just now.

Diamanti and Rao S. G looked at the corpse of Xeniaol Pique in disbelief, and couldn't help but exclaim:

"You are not a fruit burning ability?"

No wonder the two of them were so surprised, it was really Yang Ming's various performances since he appeared, they were too confusing.

Whether it is turning his index finger into a fire system, shooting flame bullets one after another, or cutting out a vicious flame slash, and not afraid of ordinary flames, it is subtly affecting the senses and judgment of others, making others mistakenly think that Yang Ming is the one who has the ability to burn fruits.

In fact, this is also Yang Ming's intention.

The Devil Fruit gives the ability a thousand strange abilities, and the Cube Legion cadres of the Don Quixote family are mostly Devil Fruit Ability, if they go all out from the beginning, even if Yang Ming is not afraid in his heart, it will cause some unnecessary trouble.

It is for this reason that since his appearance, Yang Ming has tried his best to play the future Fire Fist Ace, in order to mislead the cadres of the Don Quixote family.

One side knew nothing about Yang Ming, and the other knew everything about the Don Quixote family.

The intelligence information available to both sides is poor enough to influence the development of a battle.

If Yang Ming is really a person who burns fruits, maybe he is dead now, if Xenniol Pique is lucky, he can still be killed by Rao G salvaged it and saved it from a death.

Unfortunately, Yang Ming is not as outsiders think, and he looks like Saignol Peake is very dumb.

In the exclamation of the two, the system prompt echoed in Yang Ming's ears at the same time.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for saying the classic line in King of the Undead, getting a chance to win a lottery, do you start the lottery roulette?"

The draw wheel slowly appeared in Yang Ming's sight, and there were only two categories of prizes, namely treasures and skills.

Treasures: Kings' Thrones, Hell Abyss, Mountain and River Shrines....

Skills: Resurrection, Summoning Death Knights, Portals...

[Summon Death Knight]: Summon a death knight with superb combat skills, with the ability not to be killed by the enemy in one hit, if summoned from the corpse, it can reduce part of the consumption. (lack of summoning energy)

Yang Ming's eyes moved slightly, it seemed that this skill needed to be activated by the Philosopher's Stone as an energy source.

Summoning a death knight is comparable to summoning zombies by Qiwu Sea Moonlight Moria, and can quickly pull out a staggering number of legions.

There is no doubt that this skill is suitable for the layer of the pirate Li Qing, who is walking in the darkness and shadows, and it also adds bricks to the plan that Yang Ming has already conceived in his heart.

At this moment, a powerful momentum suddenly rose on the deck, diverting Yang Ming's attention.

Rao S. G's body released a powerful and matchless flame from the inside out, blowing a fierce wind on the flat ground, and even the pointed hat on the top of his head was blown away by the wind, revealing his bare head and the fierce green tendons coiled on the top of his head.

"The old man has practiced qigong since he was a child, practiced three nine in winter and three volts in summer, and has never had the slightest slack, and now he has been doing it for more than sixty years, and now he wants you to see the ultimate secret technique of the old man's Diweng Fist!"

"Battle preservation!"

A roar like a wounded lone wolf came out from between the teeth of an old man who was more than half a hundred years old, but he saw that his body size suddenly swelled several times, and the muscles and flesh that rose up almost broke the special combat uniform on his body, and even the wound that Yang Ming had left deep bones on his body before was barely closed under the squeeze of steel plate-like muscles.

The deck made a "boom" sound, as if it could not support the momentum of the old man.

Diweng Fist is originally a secret qigong technique, and the battle protection fist that condenses the mysteries in this is even more unusual.

Rao S. In order to avoid old age and debilitation, or serious illness and injury, G will become a burden to the Don Quixote family, accumulate the excess strength of his youth and strength, and store it in the body until he bursts out again when needed, so that his strength and skills will return to the peak state of his youth.

The only downside is that this trick won't last long.

The Don Quixote family does not raise waste and does not need any burden.

This is not a ruthless move, but it is a matter of course.

Rao S. G put on a characteristic starting style, and there was a touch of death between his eyebrows.

"Saignol Pico can still die generously for the young lord, the old man has lived for decades, if he can eradicate a major enemy in the future for the young lord, even if he enters the yellow spring after death, he can die blind!"

A foot on the deck, Rao S. G is like a fierce tiger on the mountain, wrapped in the momentum of the stormy waves, the wolf rushed suddenly, and the G-shaped double fist punched a burst of air, piercing the eardrum-like explosion sound followed.

This punch will determine life and death!

Diamanti is as sinister as ever, taking advantage of Rao A. When G frontally attracted Yang Ming's attention, it was like a cunning head bypassing Yang Ming's line of sight, quietly coming to Yang Ming's back, picking up a knife of the dead pirate in his hand at an unknown time, and after throwing a knife flower, a terrifying sword qi flew up.

"Half moon funeral!"

The semi-arc sword qi was like a bright moon, and the place it passed even cut the deck along the way in half, and even the pirate ship with it seemed to be shaky.

The blow of the two cadres of the Don Quixote family with the will to die, not to say that it is a stone breaking shock, it is also a decisive momentum!

Don't look at Yang Ming standing on the deck, as if he was doing nothing.

In fact, it is not.

From the moment he returned to the deck, Yang Ming was already ready to go.

The Eye of God, the Breath of Fire, the Fire Cloud, the Slashing Knife, under the linkage of the four, a repressive and terrifying force is brewing madly, when Diamanti and Rao · The moment G made a move, Yang Ming also burst out this terrifying force due to snobbery.

"Yan hot hell!"

This is the strongest move after the beginning of the slashing knife of the flowing blade like fire, if you want to launch, not only must you have a strong body and soul as support, but also need a period of preparation, and instantly burst out a pillar of fire with a temperature of thousands of degrees Celsius!

With the Witch Holy Relic Set in the center, the seven-year-old boy was finally able to reveal part of the true power of the slashing knife!

"Boom! Boom! Boom! One

by one, ten people hugged thick high-heat pillars of fire and broke through the deck, forming several pillars of fire around Yang Ming, and the flame waves that rushed straight into the sky even rendered the small half of the sky into a fire cloud like dusk and sunset.

At the moment when the pillar of fire rose into the sky, Diamanti and Rao A. The figures of the two of G were submerged in the rolling red tide along with the pirate ship under the same seat.

The huge pirate ship with a length of nearly 100 meters fell apart, and the fragments of shattered wooden planks and broken keels of the ships gradually disappeared in this blazing flame like a volcanic eruption.

Yang Ming returned to the transport ship and looked at the thick fog formed by the evaporation of a large amount of seawater by the blazing flames ahead, and the two cadres of the Don Quixote family had long been missing.

Even if they are covered with armed color domineering, with their flesh and blood, they will definitely not be able to survive such a large-scale offensive.

Yang Ming took out the phone worm and contacted Lieutenant General Shanghe.

From

Yang Ming's departure from the Dassobel Kingdom to the killing of the Don Quixote family cadres, less than three hours, most of which was spent on the road, Lieutenant General Crane thought that Yang Ming had encountered a tricky situation, and as soon as he connected the phone worm, he asked:

"Is something wrong?"

"I met the block legion of the Don Quixote family."

"The Cube Legion is strong and has rich combat experience, don't make a move for the time being, wait for us to come to support!"

"No, I mean to say that the Cube Legion has been wiped out by me, even their pirate ships have been sunk by me, and since the soldiers of the transport ship and escort warship are dead, I need manpower to help me sail back and return the gold in the sky to its original owner."

The

phone worm fell into a dead silence.

Even Lieutenant General who was as resourceful as a crane fell into silence after hearing such news.

Lieutenant General He had expected Yang Ming's strength to be good, but he was only a relatively outstanding junior, but now he was able to wipe out the Don Quixote family's block legion with his own strength, and if Yang Ming did not lie, it meant that he already had this strength and was on an equal footing with himself.

Beside Lieutenant General Tsuru, Peach Rabbit Gion opened his cherry little mouth in disbelief, almost unable to close his mouth, with an expression of doubt.

A week later.

New world.

Sea near the Kingdom of Dressrosa.

Doflamingo lay on his back on a beach chair, holding a goblet in his right hand, gently swaying the red wine in his glass.

At this moment, Torrepol hurried over, his face showing trepidation, holding a white telephone worm in both hands, and said eagerly:

"Young Lord, the big thing is not good!"

"Virgo urgently called, the Cube Legion was wiped out!"

Hearing this, Doflamingo was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, his five fingers suddenly gripped strongly, and he squeezed the goblet, allowing the glass shards to splash on the ground, and the red wine spilled all over the palm, like blood dripping from the heart, flowing with bright red color.

The eyes behind the sunglasses flashed with a fierce light, like a sleeping fierce beast awakened from its slumber, the blond young man condensed a depressing aura, even Torrepol, who had been accompanying the young lord for many years, did not dare to raise his head, for fear of attracting the thunder wrath of the young lord.

After a pause, the coercion disappeared.

Doflamingo collected his anger to the bottom of his heart, took the white phone bug in Torrepol's hand, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Who killed my family?"

"Navy Rising Star, Yang Ming."

Doflamingo's eyes flickered for a moment, and he quickly recalled what this man was from, and his mouth let out a beast-like wounded laugh.

"Yang Ming? Not only do I want him to die, I also want the students of this naval school to be buried together!

Doflamingo turned to look at Torrebol and said, "

Go and ask Miss Barkin to come over, just say I have a big deal here."

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