"Three moves?"

Marco sighed, "You really underestimated me completely, Baka.D. Maud."

Maud stopped talking, but rushed towards Marco like lightning.

His figure swept across the sky, like a flash of black lightning.

Marco locked Maud with his experience and color.

It was obvious that I had not yet approached, but the indescribable sense of oppression came first.

For a moment, Marco felt like he was suddenly in the depths of the sea.

The ubiquitous pressure made every move very heavy and difficult.

"The momentum alone is not something that ordinary people can bear."

Marco sincerely sighed at Maud's strength, but as the second-in-command who followed the Whitebeard all the way, he had no intention of retreating.

Immediately.

Qingyan masterpiece.

Marco plucked up all his strength and went forward instead of retreating to face Maud.

This kind of courage is worthy of fame.

However, in the battle of life and death, strength is the main focus.

Maud slashed at Marco with a knife.

Above the Qiushui blade, there were white light and black shadows, and there were black and red arcs storming.

Shadow, shock force, overlord color!

Various forces blend together and pour them into the knife.

Then.

This extremely fast and domineering knife cut through Marco's body without any obstacles.

In an instant.

Before Marco could react, the vibrant blue flame suddenly disappeared.

He looked astonished and fell from the air with blood.

Maud looked down at Marco, who was falling down.

"You are strong, but not enough."
Chapter completed!