Chapter 60: Zefa's Death (I)

"Zheng Zheng Zheng ......" The huge iron arm crusher on Zefa's right arm bombarded the insect armor of Shanpide, making a huge sound of gold and iron colliding.

"Ahem." With the collision with Shanpide, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of Zefa's mouth, although it blocked Shanpide, but it was obvious that the huge impact from the collision just now injured Zefa.

"This kind of strength and a medium-sized sea king with no wind zone is not far behind!."

After Zefa was cut off by Weibull when he was young, his strength dropped significantly, and he had withdrawn from the first battle sequence of the navy, and after concentrating on cultivating the strength of the new generation of the navy, his strength declined even further.

If it weren't for this war, which would determine the direction of the world and the future direction of the navy and pirates, Zefa would not have dragged his seventy-two-year-old body to the battlefield again.

"Are you underestimating the Navy!" Zefa let out a roar of rage, and the shredder on his right arm scattered, revealing a mechanical arm the size of his right arm.

The muscles in Zefa's arms began to swell irregularly, and Zefa's hands firmly grasped Sanped's jaws.

"Get up for me!" Zefa's face became slightly distorted with the force of his body.

Simpid's huge body was directly lifted up by Zefa under Zefa's huge force, and Sampid's huge body fell heavily to the ground, setting off a huge smoke screen.

"Whew." When he lifted the roar of Shan Pide, Zefa couldn't stop panting, and the weight of Shanpide was no less than a small mountain, which was also a big burden for Zefa.

……

"Roar." A three-toothed giant elephant rushed towards Zefa, its white tusks like a deadly spear, its huge body like a dreadnought warship that shattered everything, its thick limbs landing on the ground of Marinfando, and making a huge roar.

The Behemoth Legion controlled by Aula Beh had no intention of fighting alone, and they were ordered to kill all the humans.

"Damn." Zefa's arms directly hugged the huge tusks of the three-toothed giant elephant, and with the huge impact of the three-toothed giant elephant, Zefa's legs carved a deep ravine in the ground of Marin Vando.

β€œpenmen。” Blocked by a monkey that couldn't even match a tooth of its own, the three-toothed giant elephant let out an angry roar, and the huge trunk slammed down on Zefa.

"A knife stream, a shark."

A sword qi like a blue shark slashed through, and the trunk of the three-toothed giant elephant shot out bright red blood, and the elephant's trunk reached the head of the three-toothed giant elephant softly, and it was obvious that the sword qi just now, although it did not directly cut off the trunk of the three-toothed giant elephant, it also cut off half of it.

The trunk was hit hard, and the three-toothed giant elephant let out a roar of pain.

"Arrange, smash." Taking advantage of the three-toothed giant elephant's injury, Zefa slammed his armed fist into the injured trunk of the three-toothed giant elephant, and the severed trunk was completely turned into a mass of minced meat after being severely injured once.

Hit one after another, the three-toothed giant elephant let out a painful roar once more.

"Get out of here." After the three-toothed giant elephant was hit by Zefa's punch, its huge body couldn't help but take a few steps back due to inertia.

……

The masked Bastille walked over, half of his face shattered, revealing a scarred face.

"Bastille!" Zefa looked at his disciple, showing a somewhat bitter but proud smile, bitter is that his strength can no longer protect the navy he wants to protect, and proud that his disciple has grown up completely, not only the Bastille, flying squirrels, ghost spiders...... Even the badly injured Dauberman is fighting against a behemoth.

……

Just as Zefa walked towards the Bastille, a strange multicolored light struck the Bastille.

Shanpide, who was lifted away by Zefa, lurked for a long time, and finally found an opportunity to show his fangs, unlike the beasts collected by Yaula Bay on Puluo Island, Shanpide, as a member of the Warcraft Legion originally controlled by Yaurabe, has a power that does not belong to this world - magic.

"A knife stream, rain dolphins." Unlike the shark slash, the sword qi that was slashed with the Bastille this time was not so much an attack as a defensive move.

After the strange light of Sanpide collided with the sword aura of the Bastille, the sword aura of the Bastille dissolved into the strange light of the Bastille as if it had encountered ice water in the hot sun.

However, due to the delay of the rain dolphins, the Bastille used to shave to avoid the strange light that had not disappeared.

When the strange light fell on the ground where the Bastille had just resided, the ground of Marinfando was instantly corroded into a huge crater, accompanied by the sound of corrosion, and the purple smoke was produced.

"Damn, it's poisonous." Bastille looked at the purple smoke that filled the air and quickly held his breath.

This purple corrosive mist, the Bastille has seen in Magellan's great prison under the sea, and the horror of the picture is vivid in the Bastille.

"Roar." Sandpid watched his prey escape the attack and pounced once more, his huge palate tinged with a hint of purple gas.

"Stand down, Bastille." Zefa covered with an armed and domineering iron arm blocked the giant palate of Sanpide, and said to the Bastille.

"Zefa-sensei!?"

"Bastille, this monster is not something you can deal with for the time being."

Bastille looked at the purple smoke on the iron arm of Zefa that appeared on the top of the collision with the mountain side, and the purple smoke corroded some potholes, and his expression became extremely solemn.

You must know that Zefa's arm is specially made by Vegapunk, and its strength is comparable to that of a large fast knife, but it can't resist the corrosion of that purple mist.

"Is that all you need?" Zefa smiled, and Zefa pushed Sanpid back again, but it could be seen from Zefa's somewhat trembling arms that Zefa was not as relaxed as he seemed.

"One knife stream, ten sharks." Bastille's sword slashed at the forelimbs of Sanpid.

"What a terrifying defense." Bastille watched as his sword qi left only a white mark on Sampid's scale armor, not even a crack was cut, and after taking a deep breath, he clenched the broadsword in his hand more and more.

"Teacher Zefa, no student will let his teacher fight the enemy alone, and he will hide on the side!"

"Hahaha, Bastille, then you don't want to die here, the future of the Navy depends on you in the future." Zefa let out a heroic laugh, but it quickly stopped, and Zefa remembered the disappeared Smoker and the others, these were the hopes for the future of the Navy.

Zefa glanced at Dimiugos on the high platform, "Karp, Sengoku, you must rescue them!" ”

Zefa instantly retracted his gaze, no matter what, he still had to concentrate on dealing with this monster in front of him now.

"Arranged, righteous."

"A knife stream, a thousand sharks."