Takekura only stopped the rebels, but did not allow the rebels to cancel the attack. However, Takekura Moto never thought that he would be able to successfully stop this battle with the power of one person.

If they want to die, they will die, anyway, everyone cannot escape the cycle of birth, old age, sickness and death.

"The boss's order has arrived, let's assist the rebels in defeating that man." Ms. walked over with two fingers and said to Mr. 1.

Takekura Yuan replaced his twin spears with wooden knives, then lowered his head, carefully examined the movement on the ground, and said, "However, it seems that my plan has succeeded, and now they have all successfully entered Albana." ”

"What?" Mr.1 looked back, and sure enough, a team of fast running ducks had rushed to the west gate entrance of Albana.

And Princess Weiwei, who was originally going to appear at the door to stop Kousha, also entered through the west gate under the persuasion of Sanji and others, so as not to be affected by Takekura Yuan's attack.

Ms. saw it with both fingers, and turned her head to glare at Takekura Moto, unable to do anything. I can only blame Takekura Moto for attracting the attention of all of them.

The rebel army's attack was also delayed for a few minutes, and Mr. 4, who originally focused on the West, was also pulled over to fight, so it can only be said that the timing of Takekura Yuan's appearance was too critical.

Ms. turned her fingers back at Mr. 2 and said angrily, "Why don't you give me an eye on Princess Vivi?" Well, now that she's in town, we've failed our mission, and the boss will definitely kill us. ”

Mr.2, who was questioned, said angrily: "He called me to fight him, won't you two watch it?" ”

Ms. fingered her and said, "I'm reporting to my boss, Mr.1 is protecting Mr.4." ”

Mr.4 and Ms. Merry Christmas are stopping Wu Cang Yuan, afraid that Wu Cang Yuan will stop the leader of the rebel army Kosha again, for a while, a few people you look at me, I look at you, I feel that everyone made a mistake just now.

"Don't look at me, if it weren't for me, would the rebels have passed him? Yo, you're stupid, you're stupid, stupid, ouch - your back hurts——, Mr.4 give me a massage! Ms. Merry Christmas shouted angrily.

Ms. Merry Christmas This old woman has a machine-gun-like mouth and always likes to say repetitive words, which is very much in line with the name Eight Po.

"Boss, the rebel army and the kingdom army are fighting!" Rem shouted at Takekura Moto.

When Mr.1 and the others saw it, they exclaimed in unison, "Ms. Valentine's Day!" ”

Takekura Yuan smiled: "I'm sorry, now her name is not Ms. Valentine's Day, but Rem, one of my subordinates." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a baseball flew from behind him.

Takekura Moto, who had been paying attention to his back for a long time, quickly turned around the baseball as fast as he could, and appeared in front of Mr. 4 the moment he heard the wind.

Rumble--.

In the midst of the explosion, blood was sprayed from a hideous wound on Mr.4's chest.

With a thud, Mr.4 fell to the ground, his whole body convulsing, and it wouldn't take long for him to die with this amount of bleeding.

At this time, Mr.2 no longer dared to underestimate Takekura Yuan, and pointed at Takekura Yuan loudly and shouted: "Going against our Baroque studio is death." ”

At such a fast speed, no one can see it.

I can't see it, how can I fight? I guess only Mr. 1 and Klockdahl will be able to fight him.

Takekura Yuan put the wooden knife on his shoulder and said, "Miss Merry Christmas, please come out and admit defeat yourself, otherwise, I will be unkind." ”

There was no response, Wu Cangyuan frowned, so he had to take out the slashing knife, hang it on his waist, and then pull it out with his right hand.

With a wooden knife in his left hand and a slashing knife in his right hand, Takekura Yuan took a deep breath, sensed the position of Ms. Merry Christmas, and then jumped into the air, crossed his swords, and shouted softly: "No two swords, empty hammer." ”

At the same time as he let out a soft shout, a piece of ground with a diameter of ten meters suddenly collapsed ten centimeters, which was Wu Cangyuan's target.

Then, he slashed down with his double blades, but instead of cutting through the sand, the circular area with a diameter of ten meters collapsed by half a meter again.

The loud sound and smoke of the --, stunned everyone.

Doesn't a knife cut through the sand? Why is it like a hammer? Obviously contrary to common sense, for a while, everyone was more curious about Wu Cangyuan's ability, and everyone thought that he was a Devil Fruit ability.

Lifting the double knife, Wu Cangyuan slowly stood up and said loudly: "Just now, I only used thirty percent of the strength, and next, it is fifty percent of the strength, do you still want to hide?" ”

At this moment, Ms. Merry Christmas emerges from Mr. 4's side, covered in blood, apparently injured from the attack. After glancing at Mr.4's wound, Ms. Merry Christmas said angrily to Takekura Yuan, "You actually beat Mr. 4, you are a bastard, a bastard, a bastard, a bastard." ”

Ms. Merry Christmas once again burrowed into the sand, but instead of attacking Takekura Yuan in the first place, she swam next to Takekura Yuan.

At this moment, Mr. 2 couldn't help it and shouted, "It's too anxious to get it done for so long." As he spoke, he jumped and walked towards Takekura Yuan.

Looking at that strange man, Wu Cangyuan shuddered.

Just looking at this shemale, I feel very uncomfortable in my heart, let alone fighting him. When he fights Mr. 2, Ms. Merry Christmas will definitely jump out and sneak attack, so she has to be dealt with in advance.

At this time, Wu Cangyuan thought of alchemy, and against the guys in the subterranean ground, isn't alchemy more labor-saving? So, he stuck his twin knives at his sides, propped his hands on the ground, and alchemy set in.

Controlling the sand grains to form a mass of spikes that stretched through the ground, he soon caught Ms. Merry Christmas's location.

Just as Mr. 2 was about to rush in front of Takekura Moto, something suddenly rose from the sand, and that was Ms. Merry Christmas. It's just that now she was covered in blood, pierced through her hands and feet by a large number of spikes, and hung on a stand.

"What did you do to the old woman!" Mr. 2 shouted as he stared at the stand that was rising not far away.

The bracket grew higher and higher, until it was three meters above the ground before stopping. The bracket has four columns, and there are more than thirty spikes on the columns, each of which penetrates the limbs of Ms. Merry Christmas.

At this moment, everyone was shocked by Wu Cangyuan's methods, cruel and cold-blooded, who is he? And what is this ability? What other abilities does Takekura Yuan have? This is no longer a Devil Fruit ability, but a demon crawling out of hell.

"Damn, ignore me, look at my ballet boxing skills." Mr. 2 shouted.

Takekura Yuan frowned, watched him kick him, quickly grabbed his foot, and threw it to the other side.

Smack——。 Mr.2 was thrown and. Without waiting for him to react, Takekura Yuan used his strength again, treating him as a toy, patting him left and right, and then quickly spinning in mid-air for five minutes, and finally throwing it out.

Rotate quickly for five minutes, so fast that you can only see four afterimages of Mr. 2, even if he likes ballet, he can't hold such a fast spin, and his eyes are rolled so that he can't get up for a while.

If it weren't for the fact that Wu Cangyuan felt that Mr. 2 valued love and righteousness, and he didn't know Sanji if he didn't fight, he wouldn't have shown mercy to his subordinates.

Glancing at Mr.2, Wu Cangyuan looked at Mr.1 not far away and said, "It's your turn, let's go up together." ”