In the bright lobby, light was cast in.

A man wearing a bun on his head and a scar on his eyes. He was kneeling on his head, with a Tai Knife in front of his knees, his eyes closed slightly, and he had no reaction to the noise and chaos outside.

It was not until the slight footsteps sounded from far to near that the man in the lobby suddenly opened his eyes, and his sharp eyes were like a ray of splendor jumping in the air.

"Swordsman of Thunder, Eric!" Apophis stood at the door, blocking the sunlight with a tall figure, giving people an invisible sense of oppression.

Eric grabbed the sword on the ground and looked at the scarlet pupils under the mask of the other party's grimace, and couldn't help but take a deep breath, "After waiting for so many days, I almost thought you wouldn't come to me. Now it seems that you really haven't disappointed me, Red Swordsman, Apophis!"

Seeing Apophis silent and standing there quietly, Eric narrowed his eyes slightly. Is this arrogant guy looking down on him?

"Is it the record in Paradise that makes you feel a little unaware of the reality? Apophis." Eric said in a deep voice, "You must know that this is a new world, like those guys who claim to be swordsman in Paradise. When they come here, they are not even a first-class swordsman."

"Even if you are both swordsman, there is still a difference between heaven and earth between the strong and the weak. You'd better..."

"I know I'm much better than you, but no matter how much you emphasize, I won't let go." Apophis interrupted coldly.

"Ahem..." Eric was almost choked and couldn't breathe. "Bastard, are you pretending to be stupid? I mean, I am the strong man in this battle. If you don't want to die here, it's better to go back to the paradise to play your house!"

"Strong..." Apophis gently stepped on the ground and said coldly, "Ambushing and attacking under the ground doesn't seem like the confidence that a strong man should have, right?"

"How do you know..." Eric's expression changed drastically, and then he said coldly, "I haven't run away after discovering it. I don't know if I should praise your courage or despise your stupidity!"

As he said that, Eric shouted loudly, "Stop hiding, come out!"

boom!

The floor exploded and a steady stream of troops emerged. It was roughly estimated that at least four or five hundred people would squeeze the empty lobby into pieces.

These newly emerging people were either hideous or laughing wildly, turning their guns in their hands, as if they had written the word "evil" on their faces.

"These guys don't look like people from the dojo, do they?" Apophis asked softly.

Without waiting for Eric to answer, a big man with a fat face with a machete walked out and said, "We are not as stupid as the slave owners in the paradise. We know that you hate our business and let you live freely!"

"Since you will come to us sooner or later, it's better for us to send you back to hell in advance."

Another aunt-level pirate with heavy makeup stood up and said with a smile, "And, if you want to blame, you blame you for being too ruthless. You have killed so many swordsmen, otherwise you wouldn't have even had a reputation to work with us."

"Hmph!" Eric snorted coldly, "If you hadn't done too much, I wouldn't have done such a disgraceful thing. If you want to hate, you would hate yourself for being too cruel and cruel!"

Apophis tilted his head. Most of the swordsmen he killed were trashed. He allowed them to survive if they had a little fun.

After all, it would be too wasteful to harvest the leeks in one wave.

Of course, he has always been disdainful to explain this misunderstanding.

"No matter how much waste is, it is still waste!" Apophis said indifferently.

"Do you think we will be like the bunch of garbage in paradise? We represent the real dark side of this sea! Bastard!"

"Kill him, this arrogant attitude looks so angry!" said the slave owner with a machete in a cold voice.

As the words came, powerful firepower poured towards Apophis.

In this sea, guns are always the best means of attack when the number of people is suppressed.

Unless you are a person with a steel body like Big Mom, no one can completely ignore the damage of guns. As powerful as a white beard, he was still caused a lot of damage by guns and cannons in the war on the top.

However, red aerosol suddenly oozed around Apophis's body. After entering the blood mist range, the bullets seemed to have undergone a long period of erosion. When they touched Apophis's body, they had turned into a ball of iron filings and drifted with the wind.

If the previous sword force was just the instinct of the soul connecting the Seven-Star Sword, then after understanding the use of belief, Apophis was able to perfectly control his own sword force.

Zoro is the sequel to cut off all the ghost energy, and he is the surging sea of ​​blood that corrodes all things.

"What the hell is this?" The pirates recruited by the slave owners all widened their eyes. Is the devil fruit?

The blood mist around Apophis continued to spread. No one dared to get involved in such things that could be seen as ominous at first sight. The pirates unwilling to shoot and retreated to the narrow space behind.

Of course, there are not many of these pirates who are not afraid of death.

"Pretending to be a ghost, I've chopped you up!" Several pirates rushed up clamoringly, and even wrapped themselves in armed and domineering manner.

Apophis looked at it and realized that their armed color should be the weakest armed color mentioned by Capzefa. He could not resist the erosion of blood mist. When he ran to Apophis, there was only a pile of white bones left.

However, their performance actually made the strong men in the slave ship lit up. It turned out that this strange thing could be defended with armed domineering aura!

Although the miserable soldiers ended up miserably, it was obvious that their armed sex was not up to standard. As long as their armed sex was strong enough, they could fight that guy in close combat.

However, someone rushed out faster than them.

"Slay Thunder and Break Evil!" As if to cheer himself up, Eric covered his body with his armed domineering aura and shouted and waved his sword.

The purple-black thunder wrapped around the sword. Although it was weak, it actually cut the fog and drove out a path from the sea of ​​blood.

Seeing this scene, Apophis's eyes lit up slightly. This guy also understood the power of the sword. Although his physique and domineeringness were not strong, this sword technique was enough to make up for some of the gap.

Apophis carefully restrained the strength in his body and simply used sword skills to fight against the enemy. He came to find someone to sharpen his sword skills. Before gaining insights, it would be bad if he accidentally took a heavy hand to kill the other party!

He is such a kind person!
Chapter completed!