The island of the sword hero, low in the sky.

A shining pillar of thunder fell from the sky and went straight to the head of the steamed bun.

But the steamed bun was still unhurried, and suddenly disappeared into the distance, and the thunder pillar slashed down, knocking a hole out of the ground.

When I looked at the steamed bun again, it had already moved to another direction.

It's faster than lightning?

"The joke is a bit too much, isn't it?"

Although the yellow ape's tone was as slow as usual, a hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

It was the second time in his life that he had seen such a look, the first time was when Chambord Islands was fighting Lei Yin, and this was the second time.

He would never believe that there were people in this world who could be faster than lightning and light.

"Young man, have you ever been kicked by the speed of light?"

As he spoke, the yellow ape had already moved to the front of the steamed bun, and his right leg turned into a pillar of light, falling towards the steamed bun.

And the steamed bun didn't move this time, and the sword behind him didn't know when it appeared in his hand, horizontal on top of his head, and easily blocked the yellow ape's kick.

When the yellow ape saw the calm eyes of the steamed bun, an emotion rose in his heart, called "fear".

He is the light, but he is not as fast as the person in front of him; His own light waves can flatten an island, but he can't help the person in front of him.

Neither Kaido nor Bigu Mam is his opponent.

As one of the three major generals, Huang Ape himself has never seen or even heard of such an existence for forty or fifty years.

This man—

"No Blade Flow, Wind Pressure!"

Just as the yellow ape hesitated, a hurricane actually spread out from the steamed bun and directly blew the yellow ape away.

It seems that the steamed bun did not mean to kill the yellow ape.

"Is this a god or a monster—" Even Karp muttered.

Is there really such a thing in the world?

At this time, the navy and the pirates completely ceased fighting, and they both looked at the steamed buns suspended in the low air.

Compared to the three major generals, the four emperors, and the seven martial seas, the talents who seem to be in the air are the most dangerous.

Lei Yin suddenly remembered something, and said into the air: "Hey! White, you're Mr. White, right? ”

Bai, born on Sword Hao Island in the New World, is the master of the "Wandering Sword Emperor" Gris, and is known as the Sword Emperor.

He is a legend, known as the White of the Sword Emperor.

"The White of the Sword Emperor?"

"Isn't that just a story?"

"Are you kidding?"

"It must be nonsense, if he lived to this point, he would be close to two hundred years old."

"Hey, you saw it just now, it's not a dream, right? If you have such strength, it's not surprising at this age, right? ”

"Are you sure we're not dreaming?"

The navy and pirates below were actually talking about it, and some even wondered if what they saw in front of them was an illusion.

Hawkeye's brow furrowed slightly when Lei Yin mentioned Gris.

He remembered the battle a few years ago.

One day, Gris came to Krajgana Island to challenge Hawkeye.

The two fought for two days and two nights, regardless of victory or defeat.

That battle is also known as the legendary Great War.

Because of Gris's superb swordsmanship, he wandered around, and was named the "Wandering Sword Emperor".

The master of the swordsman who competes with the world's number one swordsman is the person in front of him?

"In Nizhny Chorakol Mihawk, see Lord White, please advise."

Seeing the strength that Mantou had just shown, Hawkeye also believed that this person was white, and stepped on the [Moon Step] in mid-air.

The black knife slashed through the night and approached the front door of the steamed bun.

"The strength is okay, the speed is still poor."

The steamed bun spat out such an evaluation, and the three-foot straight-edged sword fell.

The two swords collided, and Hawkeye felt a numb mouth, and his whole body flew out like a paper kite with a broken thread.

The world's strongest swordsman, 'Hawkeye' Jorakol Mihawk, defeated!

Maybe he's not the number one in the world.

"Hahaha, that's interesting!"

Whitebeard shouted heroically and raised his fist, the air shattered like a mirror, and the power of the concussion spread.

"Hades Dog!"

"Childish mouth!"

The red dog and the green pheasant also stepped on the moon step, and the magma and ice also attacked the white.

"Flame Blasting Sword!"

The Ember of the Three Calamities waved two demon-like wings and rose into the air, and the blade of the sword was wrapped with a dozen zhang long flames and descended towards Bai Dang's head.

Almost all the Imperial Vice-rank pirates and vice admirals also attacked, and countless attack moves hit Bai Yiren.

At that moment, it was as if time stood still.

The energy of destruction covers white in mid-air.

Wind, thunderstorms, ice, fire—

These are the world's top attacks.

Shiro's figure didn't move.

At that moment, it seemed as if it really stood still for him.

As soon as his mind moved, the three-foot straight-edged sword turned into thousands of swords in an instant.

Bai himself seemed to be like a god king bathed in the sea of swords.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!!"

The swords sped out, and all the attacks were defused at once.

Everyone who rushed into the air was also shot down.

As soon as Bai Yi moved, all the blades rushed to the ground and rained down.

Thousands of identical swords condensed into substance.

But strangely, all the swords were stuck in the ground and did not hurt a single person.

Such a miraculous method made everyone jaw-dropping again.

In other words, if you want to, you can kill all the people here with a single move!

Whether it is the three major generals, the four emperors or whatever, the strength is at the level of ants compared to him.

It's really that person, that legend.

He is the White of the Sword Emperor!

Roger, Whitebeard and others are all juniors in front of him.

"Please give me face, leave my hometown, and don't spoil here. If any of you haven't had enough, I'm here to accompany you. ”

The White tone of the Sword Emperor remained the same.

But by this time, his words were already convincing.

In front of him, the four emperors were all vulnerable.

Surely no one wants to touch this mold.

At this time, both the navy and the pirates laid down their arms.

The best way to stop a fight is to have more power than both sides of the fight.

At all times, power is the best voice to speak.

The people returned to their ships, and the battle ended.

No one dares to mention the text of history anymore.

When Lei Yin returned to the ship, he found a large drawing falling on the deck.

Lei Yin picked up the drawings and opened them to see that there were some words that he couldn't understand.

This is actually a rubbing of the historical text.

Bacchus, Chot and Robin also looked delighted.

In any case, this trip was not in vain.

Underneath the historical text, there are a few more lines.

Brother Lei Yin:

Thank you for inviting me to dinner, it is fate that you and I can meet. This is a reward for your kindness, I hope you enjoy it.

- White

That's right, steamed buns are the white of the Sword Emperor.

This rubbing is exactly what he gave to Lei Yin.

The White of the Sword Emperor is mysterious and powerful, like a god, and his legend has been passed down -

(End of acknowledgement volume)

PS: This volume is dedicated to my big brother in the group [White] for his continued support, and I would like to thank you!