Losing Tang Sen's figure in sight, Wei Wei was suddenly extremely anxious, but in such a battle, her strength had no room for interference at all.

Fortunately, the sound of the battle did not stop, and the gunfire rang out in the yellow sand, accompanied by Tang Sen's calm voice.

"Klokdahl, you're too confident in your own strength."

"As a Devil Fruit powerhouse, you have a fatal weakness."

Then there was Klockdahl's sneer: "Then you have to be able to catch it." ”

"Desert Vajra Sword!"

Four huge sand blades flew out of the saloon, directly dividing one of the buildings in the palace.

Vivi's heart tightened.

Fortunately, Townsen's voice came out immediately:

"It's useless, you can't hit me."

"I can make a million mistakes, and you, you only have one chance, Klockdahl."

"Townworth, this sentence should be talking about yourself, right?" More intense battle fluctuations emanated from the Sharon Scroll.

Whether it is Wei Wei or the people under the high platform, all their minds are tied to this battle, they can't see the picture of the battle, but just by listening to the sound, they can know the intensity of the battle.

It was the first time they had heard of the name Townesend, but there was no doubt that it had been etched in their hearts and even in the history of the country from this moment on.

"You must win, Mr. Townsen!"

One of the rebels shouted.

"Come on, Mr. Townsen!"

The Kingdom Army, which was standing next to the rebels, immediately shouted.

The two glanced at each other, and were surprised to find that there was no hatred for each other in each other's eyes, at this moment, the enemies who had killed the red-eyed just now seemed to have a heart-to-heart connection, everyone was fighting for this kingdom, and the hope of the kingdom-

It's all about the stranger who can call the rain and is in the middle of a battle to the death.

Countless people began to shout spontaneously, cheering for Tang Sen, and the sound was so deafening that it overshadowed Weiwei, who was blessed with amplification equipment.

"Klockdahl, do you hear that?" Townsen's voice echoed across the square: "These are the people standing behind me, and you, there is nothing behind you. ”

"Hehehehehe. It seems that they took you for a hero in Alabastan. ”

"It's a pity that all they can do is bark for the weak, and it doesn't mean anything to me." Klockdahl mocked, "As soon as you die, they'll keep their mouths shut." ”

"I'm looking forward to how desperate they will look when they see the hero's head hanging high in the palace."

The sound of the battle rang out again.

"Desert Sword!"

Facing Townwex, Klockdahl raised his hand and roared, slashing down the powerful attack that was enough to tear anyone apart.

"Die! Townsend! ”

Townsend stood motionless, allowing the attack to fall from his side, and he also raised his gun and fired two shots into the sky.

"Klokdahl, take it!"

"Desert Greatsword!" Klockdahl pressed his right hand to the ground, and dozens of meters away from Townsen, a gray-white sand blade stabbed out.

"Your attacks have no effect on me." Tang Sen simply sat cross-legged on the ground and said lightly.

"Damn, you actually dodged it!" Klockdahl uttered angry words, but his face was expressionless, and he even threw a puzzled look at Townsen.

It's better to play Lao Tzu seriously! What's the deal with just sitting down?

Don't I want to lose face?

Townsend didn't care about Klockdahl's face, he kept talking sarcastically, firing two shots from time to time, and the whole person looked relaxed, while Klockdahl was much more tired, not only to maintain the salon roll, but also to make a little big move from time to time, so that the people in the square could see with their own eyes how terrible their attacks were.

"Whoop—whoa—"

The previous battle with Luffy had already consumed a lot of physical strength, and now that he was constantly exerting his abilities like this, even Klockdahl began to feel a little tired, and then looked at Townsen, who was sitting in place like an outing, Klockdal felt unbalanced.

"I'm running out of patience!"

He yelled, "Meet my final attack!" ”

"The ultimate mystery - sandstorm burial!"

He ran straight towards Townsend and stood still in front of him.

Then lie down cleanly on the ground.

Townsen: "."

Rotten, huh?

Tang Sen stood up helplessly, conjured a blade in his hand, cut a few bloody wounds on his chest and arms, and then, indiscriminately, grabbed a handful of sand, and cut his originally neat hair into a mess.

After doing all this, his body suddenly slumped, panting, and staggered forward, grabbing Klockdahl's collar.

The two looked at each other.

"Don't overdo it." This is the message that Klockdahl delivers.

"I know what I know." Tang Sen nodded understandingly.

He then raised his gun and aimed it at Klockdahl's heart.

Bang!

The Hailou Stone bullet was embedded in Klocodahl's body.

"It's finally over." Klockdahl felt the powerlessness brought by the sea building stone, and his heart felt relieved.

I was really crazy to agree to this person's boring plan!

I, Klockdahl, am the Seven Martial Seas, and I actually want to perform a battle with someone like you for 300 rounds, don't I want to lose face?

The saloon scroll slowly disappeared, the yellow sand fell like a rain curtain, and the figures of the two finally reappeared in front of Weiwei's eyes.

"Mori-kun!" Vivi struggled to keep her eyes open and look towards the battlefield.

I saw that Townsend was covered in bruises, but he was still standing, and in his hands, he was carrying the once invincible Klockdahl.

"I'm sorry, Klockdahl."

Townsen's voice echoed throughout the square.

"I said I wasn't going to lose."

He grabbed a handful of yellow sand, and the magic power in his body flowed, and the yellow sand transformed into a long knife.

Klockdahl: "??? ”

What are you doing!!!

Isn't the show already over?

He waved his hands and tried to struggle, but the power of Hailou Stone made him as weak as a girl, and he could only still drag his body in front of the tall building, raise it with one hand, and stand in front of everyone.

The whole square was silent.

"Whew-"

Townsend let out a sigh of relief.

Then, he raised his hand, and the blade turned into a snow-white light, slashing through Klockdahl's neck without hesitation.

A large head rises into the sky.

Townsend casually dropped his headless body to the ground and grabbed Klockdahl's head.

"I said there would be no more despair."

He shouted to everyone in the square, holding up the head of Klockdahl, and shouted with all his strength: "I declare - the war is over!" ”

A deafening cheer suddenly rose.

No one noticed, the head gritted its teeth.

It's not the same as saying yes!

Scald!

(End of chapter)