"Ghost A Jin?"

Ron held a magic wand in his hand and crushed and swept across the road. When he saw several people in the queue behind Cliff Pirates, he did not retreat in fear, but rushed towards him. His eyelashes shook slightly, but his eyes did not change.

The one who came must be a cadre of the Clike Pirates, but he only had a little impression of the ghost Ajin, and everyone else had forgotten it.

Since I forgot, there is no need to know it.

clang! clang! clang! clang!

The ghost man Ajin and four or five other cadres rushed to Ron, rushed towards Ron, and fought with Ron. For a moment, the metal and iron clashed and sparks flew everywhere.

But after just ten seconds, Ron stepped out of the battle circle and continued to walk towards Clike, leaving behind several ghosts, Ajin and others in the same place.

Sizzle!!

More than ten torn wounds appeared on several people, and their weapons and armor were all broken, turning to the beach stained with blood.

Although the strength of the ghost man Ajin and others is also very good, for Ron today, he doesn't even need to use second-level magic. With his domineering aura of seeing and hearing, his control over the fighting situation can be swept and crushed in a short distance.

Melee combat is a forced act.

But even if Ron, who was forced to fight in close combat, and holding an elf wand in his hand and becoming a real real magician, was not something that ordinary characters could win.

【Mental power consumed more than half, it was quite fast, but it was enough】

Ron murmured in his heart that this battle is a good exercise for him and a skillful exercise in controlling his combat. The effect is currently quite good.

Nearly ten minutes have passed since the beginning of the battle, and in these ten minutes, there were thousands of pirates corpses on the beach!

The scene was extremely shocking.

Even though there were still nearly a thousand remaining pirates, these pirates had collapsed. No one dared to approach Ron, and they were all fleeing far away, with fear and fear on their faces. Even if Clik shot and killed a few people, he could not stop the defeat.

Looking at Ron, who was walking over the battlefield like hell, step by step, Clich stared coldly at the young man in front of him, his face was ugly, and his eyes were filled with anger, like a volcano that was about to erupt.

The field gradually became quiet.

The navy and civilians in the distance gradually came back to their senses from the shock. Looking at Ron and Click who were finally standing face to face, they couldn't help swallowing.

No one showed any relaxed expressions, most of them were filled with fear, and the hands of those navy holding weapons were already covered in sweat.

"Pirate leader...Click..."

Someone murmured with a tremor in his tone.

Ron is terrifying and powerful, but the man in front of him is also one of the most terrifying pirates in the East China Sea with a reward of 15 million!

At this time, no one dares to say that Ron will definitely win and win Click's head. Even if he thinks Ron should be stronger and has a greater chance of winning, he can only swallow his saliva and cannot remain calm, and his heart is constantly trembling.

Ron...will win?

Even the team of two thousand people was defeated by him alone. Such strength is no longer a normal human being. It should be able to defeat Admiral Crick, right?

Although they were thinking like this in their hearts and everyone was thinking like this, the sweat was still dripping, because if Ron wins, they could live, but if Ron loses, there will be nearly a thousand pirates over there, and everyone will probably die!

This is not a question of who wins and who loses between Ron and Clich.

Yes...can you survive!

Click stared at Ron coldly, and the anger in his eyes gradually burned to the peak, but it did not burst out, but instead suddenly laughed.

"That kind of power should be the rumored devil fruit, right?"

"I really underestimated you. I didn't expect you to have such witchcraft power, which caused me to lose more than half of my subordinates, but it's a pity..."

Speaking of this, Clik snorted coldly, his body shook, and the coat outside fell, revealing a pair of golden armor, which shone brightly under the reflection of the sun.

"The attacks you just used cannot destroy my black gold armor. That kind of attack will not play any role in me!"

Clik did not take action directly, but after revealing his armor, he tilted his head slightly and grinned at Ron. He wanted to recruit Ron under his command.

Although Ron's strength cannot beat him, it exists like a war weapon. With Ron, it means that there is an additional army of thousands of people!

But ideas are often far from reality.

"Is that true?"

"You can try..."

Clik's eyes were proud and confident, but as soon as he said it, before he could spit out the last word, his voice came to an abrupt end, his eyes suddenly widened, revealing an expression of incredible and horror.

Directly in front of him, Ron calmly held the elf magic wand, and waved it casually, and seven or eight huge wind blades that were different from before swept across.

The fierce wind slashes!

The second-level magic of the wind system can no longer be regarded as a wind blade, but it is the magnificent sword energy that the real sword tycoon has slashed out. Each of them is as long as Nami's height!

The moment he saw the terrifying slash of wind appeared, Clik froze there, staring at the same time as if he was falling into an ice cellar, his eyes widened.

He wanted to hide, but it was too late.

boom!

The Fierce Wind Slash hit Clik's arms that were lifting up to try to resist.

It was like a sword energy condensed into a solid substance. The seven or eight slashes pushed Clik directly and slid backwards. Clik gritted his teeth and roared and resisted, but he could not resist it at all. After sliding out a few meters, the black golden armor on his arm had cracks and shattered in a crack.

Bang!

The whole person could no longer stabilize his body and flew backwards toward the rear. The black golden armor soon appeared cracks in the chaotic slash of the Fierce Wind and completely shattered.

Before Cliff could land, he was completely swallowed by the seven or eight strong winds, strangled into pieces and fell into the sea in the distance.

One blow, instant kill!

Just as time stopped, the field fell into solidification.

Whether it was the escaping from a distance, looking at the pirates here in fear, or the navy and civilians who prayed for Ron to win, they were all trapped in petrification at this moment.

They thought Ron would win, and even prayed that Ron would win, but they didn't expect Ron's victory to come so easily and casually that it was hard to believe the truth!

Clic, the leader of Bailey with a bounty of 15 million, was killed without resistance under Ron's attack!
Chapter completed!