Taking a deep breath, Gore let out a loud breath and took a step forward, the scimitar in his right hand slashed forward, and at this moment, all the strength in his body poured into his right arm. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Gore's face was already flushed, and his dark eyes reflected the demon-like Cana fishmen, but in the face of these monsters, he did not choose to retreat at all, but directly greeted them.

The two scimitars collided together in an instant, making a loud "bang" sound, and then the two figures that collided retreated backwards, and the soreness and swelling pain on the tiger's mouth continued to enter Gore's mind, but he didn't have time to care about these at all, the moment his feet stepped firmly on the ground, his body shot forward like a cheetah.

Defeated by a "lower creature", the Ghanaian fish-man who fought Gore also fell into a rage, let out a loud roar from his mouth, and then slammed his powerful body into it.

The sword was swung away by the long sword in the opponent's hand, and the huge force was channeled into Gore's body along the scimitar.

At this moment, he seemed to hear the crisp sound of the bone breaking in his right arm, and even his body fell backwards unconsciously under the drive of this huge force.

There was a muffled grunt from his mouth, and Gore's lips were bitten as if he was enduring some unimaginably intense pain.

But at this moment, his body, which had been overturned backwards, suddenly fell down, and then his feet were nailed to the deck as if they were with nails.

In those dark eyes, they were completely surrounded by blood at this time, and they were filled with ...... Endless madness and rage!

"Ah......h

The right arm swung forward again, but the arm that was about to break suddenly burst out with amazing power, and the scimitar in his hand swung forward with an astonishing sharpness.

In the face of Gore's sharp sword, the Ghanaian fishman opposite him didn't care, and blocked the long sword in his hand with a cruel smile.

The swords collided, and a sudden force made the face of the originally smiling Cana fishman change suddenly, and he only felt that the arm holding the sword trembled, and then his body fell backwards unconsciously.

Feeling that his body was out of balance, the Ghanaian fishman also looked a little panicked, but at this moment, Gore pounced like crazy, and his somewhat emaciated body burst out with amazing strength at this moment.

Hit by Gore like this, the Ghanaian fishman's body could no longer support it, and then fell heavily on the deck.

Under such a high-speed impact, Gore's face was also brought out by the sharp scales on the Ghanaian fishman's body, and the appearance was extremely hideous and terrifying.

Blood continued to drip from his hands and face, making a "tick-tock" sound like the clock turning, but in this battle that shouted to kill the heavens, such a small voice was easily muffled.

His right arm was shaking, and the sharp pain kept coming into his mind, making him want to go crazy. However, his movements did not stop in the slightest, he took a step forward, and then handed the scimitar on his right arm to his left hand, and before the Ghanaian fishman could stand up, he had already slammed the scimitar in his hand into the opponent's strong, broad chest.

The scimitar slashed through the layers of scales, bringing a bloody streak on the Ghana's fishman's chest, and although it didn't deal a fatal blow to the opponent, the impact it added immediately caused his body to fall again.

After that, Gore gritted his teeth, not giving the Ghanaian fishman a chance to fight back, and the scimitar fell from the sky again, stabbing into the body of the Ghanaian fishman, slashing after slashing, slashing after slashing......

The Ghanaian fishman in front of him was already dead and couldn't die anymore, the sharp blade broke through his body again and again, and blue blood stained the scimitar in his hand and body, but Gore didn't seem to notice it at all, the whole person was like a madman, and kept waving the scimitar in his hand.

And in this bloody battle, the battle between Gore and the Ghanaian fishman is just the epitome of this confrontation, and each sailor, at this moment of life and death, has shown unprecedented amazing strength, but in this unequal battle after all, no matter how crazy they are, they are still at a disadvantage......

One of the sailors gasped and plunged his scimitar into the head of the Ghanaian fishman in front of him, his brains splashing all over him, but he didn't care. At this time, he had long been stained with blood of all colors, red, blue, his own, his partner, and the Ghanaian fishman......

After the Ghanaian fish-man was dealt with with with a single sword, the sailor also breathed a sigh of relief, and stumbled down on the deck, and then endless fatigue began to envelop the sailor, and the darkness invaded silently.

Just when the sailor's consciousness was gradually blurred, the roar of his companion and his brother kept ringing out, as if he had been summoned by something, the sailor's whole body trembled, and a burst of vitality appeared again in his originally almost dry body, clenching the cutlass that was already in his hand, the sailor raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, and then his already exhausted body rushed into the battlefield again......

Blood is flying, scimitars are swinging, killing, dying, all far from stopping......

And as soon as the Ghanaian fishmen poured onto the deck, Ted was the first to meet them.

The swarthy axe with a whistling sound, fell fiercely towards the nearest Cana fishman, in the face of this thunderous attack, the Cana fishman did not dare to have the slightest carelessness, the hammer in his hand also met it, but as soon as the two collided, the Cana fishman's red eyes immediately appeared in disbelief.

The strength of the human race is too different from that of the Gana Fishmen, not to mention ordinary humans, even the strictly trained soldiers of the Sugerian Empire, if they want to compete with this group of guys, there will only be one final result, that is, complete defeat.

However, at this moment, the Ghana-fish-man felt completely crushed by the strength, and his arms seemed to be under the weight of a thousand catties, he didn't even have time to react, and then the body that had just landed on the deck quickly retreated, and with a "plop", the Ghana's fish-man's body fell weakly......