Sailing: Weapon Fruit, I Rub The Flow Blade With My Hands

Chapter 229

South China Sea.

Time goes back to 20 minutes ago.

At this time.

Under the leadership of T. Pengen, the navy of the 1st branch has just finished a battle and completely wiped out a pirate group in the South China Sea with a total bounty of 157.6 million berries.

Just as they were about to go to the next destination and continue to sweep the pirate groups in the South China Sea, a navy officer in charge of lookout on the warship suddenly reported to T. Pengen.

"Colonel Pengen, it's a warship."

"A navy warship appeared about 15 kilometers northeast of us."

"It looks very shabby."

After hearing the report from his subordinates, T. Pengen immediately took a telescope from a lieutenant beside him and looked around.

A navy ship that was extremely dilapidated and even the sails were cut off came into view.

"This is a warship of the navy branch of the Grand Line."

T. Pengen took a closer look and immediately distinguished it.

The warships of the Four Seas Branch and the Grand Line Branch are different.

Because the pirates that the Grand Line Navy Branch needs to face are generally stronger than those faced by the Four Seas Branch, the ships they are equipped with are also more advanced.

Not only can they carry more troops and weapons, but they are also faster and have stronger hulls.

"What's going on?"

"How could the navy ship of the Grand Line Branch suddenly appear in the South China Sea, and be so shabby."

"It's like running for life."

T. Peng En looked at the dilapidated navy ship in the distance, and his brows were furrowed.

Just as he was about to ask his subordinates to bring the warship over, a deep green light suddenly bloomed, like a huge blade, piercing into his pupils through the telescope.

Clang

Puff

Under T. Peng En's incredulous gaze, the dilapidated navy warship in his sight seemed to be covered by a huge light curtain, and then the entire warship was split into two, and sank into the sea together with the many navy on the ship.

"That's a slash!"

"And it's not a slash released by an ordinary swordsman."

"It's a great swordsman."

T. Penn's face changed drastically.

As a swordsman, even at a distance, he could recognize at a glance that the slash wave cut off the warship in his sight.

And it's a slash wave that only a great swordsman can release.

Just as T. Penn was shocked, as the warship in front was cut in half, a small boat that had been covered by the warship suddenly came into his sight.

Along with it, there appeared a pair of sharp eyes that were so sharp that just looking at each other, and looking at each other through a telescope at a distance of more than several kilometers, could make people feel creepy.

"Navy Hunter."

"Joracol Mihawk."

When seeing these sharp eyes that chilled people to the bottom of their hearts, a name immediately appeared out of thin air from T. Penn's mind.

"I see."

"My colleagues from the Grand Line are really fleeing."

"No wonder they are in such a mess after being targeted by Djorakol Mihawk."

After recognizing that the person sitting on the boat was Djorakol Mihawk, T. Penn immediately reacted.

Why did the warships of the Grand Line branch appear in the South China Sea, and they seemed to be fleeing? It turned out that they were really fleeing.

Behind the warship, someone was constantly chasing the warship and the navy on the deck.

It was like a hunter chasing prey.

No.

It should be said that they were playing with the prey.

"Prepare communication equipment."

"Contact the 1st branch immediately."

"Send back the news that Djorakol Mihawk appeared in the South China Sea."

As a swordsman, T. Penn knew Djorakol Mihawk's strength better than anyone else.

Especially after being trained from time to time by Douglas Barrett, he had already mastered the entanglement and hardening of Armament Haki, and his strength far exceeded that of him in the original work when he fought Zoro.

That's why.

The moment he looked into the eyes of Djorakol Mihawk, he saw the huge gap between the two sides, which was called the abyss.

Even if he wore the second-generation combat uniform, even if he had a hundred-man marine team wearing the first-generation combat uniforms around him, they could not be the opponent of Djorakol Mihawk together.

Instead, they would be hunted down one by one like prey targeted by hunters.

"Such a monster, apart from the governor, only Mr. Barrett can deal with it."

T. Peng En had heard of Djorakol Mihawk's deeds.

Even if a lieutenant general of the headquarters was targeted by him, he would be like a snake targeted by an eagle above the nine heavens. After playing with him and losing interest, he would be solved by him.

The headquarters even sent out a candidate for admiral to hunt down Jorakol Mihawk, but they failed to capture him.Capture.

In T. Penn's opinion, a great swordsman like Djorakol Mihawk, even if looking at the whole sea, only two people can deal with it.

Even in the Navy Headquarters where there are so many monsters, there are no more than five people who can deal with Djorakol Mihawk.

"Hmm?"

Just then.

On a small boat with a cross as a mast and a candle lit on each side of the front, Djorakol Mihawk cut off the warship that had lost interest in chasing with a knife, and was about to put the black knife, no, it's not a black knife yet, but the sword of the night, back to his back.

But suddenly, he seemed to notice something and stood up from the boat.

A pair of eagle eyes that were so sharp that they seemed to be able to see through and see through everything, crossed the distance between the warship where T. Penn was, and his eyes were like a sword shot out, directly piercing T. Penn's body.

"Such domineering."

"Is it really something a small colonel in the Four Seas branch can possess?"

"Interesting, I thought that in the Four Seas, apart from Rosen and Douglas Barrett, there would be no other targets worthy of my hunting."

Joracol Mihawk stared at T. Penn. The more he looked at him, the stronger the fighting spirit lingering in his eagle eyes became:

"A navy of this kind."

"This level of domineering."

"After killing you, my Ye should not be far from completely refining the black sword."

After sensing an astonishing domineering aura from T. Penn, Joracol Mihawk's swordsmanship, which had always been calm and had almost no emotions, was now excited for a long time.

Originally, he just randomly picked a branch in the Grand Line, destroyed it, and then played with the evacuated warship and the navy on the deck as toys.

So, he drove the warship all the way back to the Four Seas from the Grand Line.

I never thought that I would meet a navy that I had to take seriously in the South China Sea.

Moreover, it was not Rosen or Douglas Barrett as he expected, but an unknown branch colonel.

"Unknown navy."

"You came at the right time."

"I want you to help me refine the sword."

Joracol Mihawk was a man who was arbitrary and self-willed. Thinking that T. Pengen could help his sword, Night, to go further, he no longer hesitated and immediately raised the supreme sword in his hand, slashing from top to bottom.

Bang

As the blade fell, the terrifying edge instantly bloomed, stirring up circles of ripples in the surrounding air.

Puff

A dark green slashing wave, like a blue dragon out of the sea, easily tore open the sea surface of thousands of meters like a piece of white paper, and rushed all the way to the front of the warship.

Out of respect for the strong, Joracol Mihawk's strike was not without reservation, but it was also serious.

Because, judging from the domineering strength he felt from T. Penn, this marine was worthy of him using this strike as a greeting gift.