The Buddha clasped his hands together, but in the next moment, the palms of both hands pressed against the restless beast, exercising the power of violence.

The Buddha originally had the power of tempering and subduing demons, but at this time, what the Warring States showed was the killing power that the Buddha itself should not exist.

The sheer shock wave could no longer express the extreme strength of the man's palms together, and even several other arms began to stretch out behind the glittering golden man.

"The Buddha has no permanent state, and the impermanence of the mind is if the heaven and the earth are magnificent and insignificant, and if it is the Buddha."

The golden light that flickered in the arms represented several Buddhist methods of subduing demons that had been condensed by the Warring States in the past.

Vajra, called fist.

Lotus platform, said palm.

Ring-breaking knife, called hand knife.

Jialan sword, said finger.

……

The hand falls, the hand rises, like a thousand hands coming together, and there are also layers of layers, which are difficult to resist.

It's just that on the opposite side of him, on the opposite side of this big Buddha, it is not an ordinary person or a beast, it is the beast king, that is the strongest and most ferocious thing created after many iterations from beast to man, from man to beast, one of the highest masterpieces of genius Vegapunk, especially if the Warring States can be defeated by such an attack alone.

Kaido's hands merged, arms merged, and he stubbornly blocked the attacks that would have chosen to drill in whenever he found a gap.

The man was a little tired, but he didn't care.

Because compared to the Sith guy, the strength of this guy in front of him is a little smaller, but the size is quite in line with his fighting style, and it is precisely because of this that even now, Kaido is constantly being attacked by the other party, and even at this time he can't make any effective counterattack against that man's suppression. However, after one opponent was robbed by someone else, another opponent appeared, and another dish popped up before a plate of delicious dishes was tasted, as a fighting gourmet, as Kaido, who was the Four Emperors, he couldn't ask for it.

A little hungry~~

Kaido's belly began to drop as the contents of his body began to decrease, under the monster's continuous blows, but as Kaido's stomach purred louder and more coherent, the smile on Kaido's face became more and more happy.

……

The Sith stood still, even in front of the five old stars and the man who had been turned into a machine, the Sith still maintained a certain calm.

Although his heart was furious, in front of the man who came slowly, the Sith thought that he should keep his composure, even in anger.

That man was his teacher, the only uncle who played with him all day when his dad was out playing.

"Zefa-sensei!!"

"Hahaha, Sith, well done."

It's just that after the man let out such a laugh, he turned his gaze to the five old stars who were standing quietly aside, silently confronting the Sith, and made a relatively standard salute posture.

"Five old stars, this is the highest respect I should give you as a soldier after seeing you."

Zefa punched himself in the chest, and after confirming that his chest was not caused by his own punch, a trace of madness flashed in Zefa's eyes.

The thing that had been buried in his heart for decades, he finally had a chance to ask these old immortal guys.

"Zefa, it's just a loser who left the navy because it didn't meet his heart."

The man who had been silent quietly opened his eyes wide, looked at the guy in front of him, and let out a mocking sound.

It's just that in the next moment, they found that the old guy who should have been dying because of his serious illness and old age came to them at a speed that exceeded their estimates, and even after the man passed through their silent battle formation to the man who existed in the center of the battle array as the hub of the battle method, and every movement of Zefa was firmly locked on the man's body, as long as there was a flaw, the black wrist belonging to Zefa would pierce his heart.

"I'm a loser, after all, no matter how many times I recall it, I feel like I'm going crazy."

Zefa quietly looked at the half-asleep five old stars in front of him, with an expression on his face that didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

The corners of his mouth began to rise, but his eyebrows had already curled slightly as he closed his eyes.

Of course, in the next moment, a long knife was already held by the Sith's hand.

In the midst of a ticking sound, the blade was gripped by the Sith once more.

"Teacher, it's so dangerous~~"

It's just that Zefa calmly stretched out his hand, pinched the sharp blade, and put the blade on his neck.

"Although I have already made a rough guess, but the death of my wife and the premature death of Karp's stupid daughter-in-law are all your part!" "Betrayed my wife and son's travel plans, betrayed Karp's daughter-in-law's patrol news, is that you?"

There were tears glittering in Zefa's eyes, but those tears were partially rendered by blood in the next moment.

Zefa gritted his teeth.

He knew, it was because he knew, that he was crazy, that he came up with the idea of destroying the three deadly volcanoes in the entire world, and killing all the people there.

After all, that was the easiest way to kill all the pirates, but unfortunately, his plan had been stopped.

Zefa had a look of helplessness on his face.

He was still iron-willed, but now he needed to wrap a layer of tenderness and madness beneath that iron-blooded exterior.

But now there's no need to go crazy, and there's no need for such a ridiculous ending.

"Yes, it's us, but so what, it's to blame you for being too strong at that time, Zefa."

Those old politicians don't care about the loss of one or two lives, because the highest power in the world gives them the strongest and most ruthless force in the world.

Their hearts have long been cold.

Their blood has long lost its temperature.

Their beliefs have long been corrupted by the so-called power and become vassals of power, and it is precisely because of this that these old men who originally belonged to the pinnacle of the times and could compete with Whitebeard could only fight against Whitebeard when they joined forces.

They, now, are weaker, much weaker.

Zefa quietly looked at the guys who had no smile on their faces, and was a little hysterical: "In the end, I'll just ask - do you still believe in justice?" ”

It's just that Zefa can't get any answers to this question.

He has seen the answer to everything.

The blade in Zefa's palm wailed a little under his tremendous strength, but in the next moment, Zefa's upright body was also a little rickety, but he withdrew from the battle formation of the five old stars in the next moment.

"But, I still believe it!!"

Zefa squatted quietly in front of the men, and under the gaze of his disciple, the man straightened his waist again.

"I'm worthy of 'justice'!!"