Chương 1684: Napoleon VS Blackbeard (7)

But Xiliu was not so lucky. Under the impact of this powerful force, he retreated dozens of steps.

Each step left a deep mark on the deck, eventually forming a gully more than ten meters long.

Xiliu's hand, which was tightly holding the Thunder Blade, trembled involuntarily. He could clearly feel the terrifying power of Napoleon, and a feeling of horror surged in his heart: "What a powerful force!"

He stared with wide eyes at the ten-meter-tall giant in front of him.

The power brought by Napoleon's huge body was beyond imagination and it was simply not something Shiliu could withstand.

Just as Xiliu was shocked, suddenly, a crisp sound broke the tense atmosphere.

This is gunfire!

Van Oka, hiding in the dark, opened fire without warning like a ghost.

The bullet flew out like lightning, aiming directly at Napoleon's forehead.

However, faced with this sudden attack, Napoleon appeared unusually calm.

His palm covered with Armament Haki seemed to have the ability to predict the future, and he caught the bullet that was shot at his forehead in an instant with lightning speed.

"Ok?"

Napoleon suddenly felt something strange. His eyes quickly swept around like an eagle, and finally stopped at a high place right in front of him.

On the high observation tower, a figure was standing quietly, holding a sniper rifle in his arms, with the black muzzle pointing at Napoleon.

"What a keen sense!"

Van Oka was secretly shocked and his face became solemn.

In order to avoid being discovered by Napoleon, he had restrained his momentum to the extreme, and even the sound of gunfire was drowned out by the surrounding artillery fire.

However, despite this, Napoleon was aware of his presence, which made Van Oka realize that the enemy before him was more powerful than he had imagined.

Although Van Ocka's shot did not hit Napoleon, it successfully interrupted his attack.

Napoleon stopped what he was doing and glanced coldly at the three people around him and the sniper in the distance.

He moved his neck, making a crisp creaking sound, as if he was demonstrating to the enemy.

"Four people?"

Napoleon raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful smile.

"Although it's a bit troublesome, it can only delay the time of death a little bit!"

His voice was cold and confident, revealing his contempt for his enemies.

After saying that, Napoleon slowly raised the trident of Poseidon in his hand, and the huge weapon flashed coldly in the sun.

He pointed the trident at Xiluo, who had blood on the corner of his mouth in the distance. A hint of admiration flashed in his eyes, but more of it was disdain for the enemy.

"You're pretty good, but that's all!"

In the next second, Napoleon suddenly stomped his feet hard, and his body flashed in front of Shiliu like lightning.

The speed was so fast that the two people around him were completely unable to react.

"Run away!"

Blackbeard shouted at Shiryu in horror, and at the same time ran towards Shiryu without hesitation.

Seeing this, Lafitte immediately followed.

However, Van Oka's reaction speed was unusually fast.

When he saw Napoleon's eyes fixed on Shiliu, he immediately fired three bullets in an instant based on his prediction of Napoleon's movements.

Seeing this, Napoleon waved the trident in his hand like a dancing dragon, deflecting the bullets one by one.

Then, he jumped onto Xiliu's head like a ghost and shouted angrily from above: "Die!"

Xiliu felt the powerful aura of the person in front of him, and his heart couldn't help but tighten.

He tried to dodge the fatal blow, but it was too late.

In desperation, he could only grit his teeth, raise the knife in his hand, and meet Napoleon's attack.

In an instant, there was a loud "clang" sound, and the weapons of both sides collided fiercely.

This blow was like Mars hitting the Earth, instantly causing a powerful gust of air to erupt.

This gust of air spread out in all directions at an astonishing speed like a violent storm, instantly covering the area within a hundred meters around it.

Under the impact of this powerful air wave, Xiliu's body trembled violently. He knelt on one knee, and his knee hit the hard deck directly.

There was a crisp "crack" sound, and his knee had actually knocked a deep crack on the deck.

Xilu's face was distorted by extreme pain, and his hideous expression made people shudder.

He raised his head with difficulty, his eyes fixed on the huge monster pressing down on him - Napoleon.

Under this tremendous pressure, Xiliu's ears, nose, mouth and eyes were under unimaginable pressure, and blood continued to ooze out from these parts, as if his body was about to be crushed.

However, even though his body had reached its limit, Xiluo's eyes remained firm. He stared at Napoleon and refused to retreat even a step.

Just as Shiryu was gritting his teeth and holding on, Blackbeard, Lafitte and Van Oka took the opportunity to act.

They seized the few precious seconds that Xiluo had gained and came quickly behind Napoleon like ghosts.

"Napoleon, you are courting your own death!"

Blackbeard roared and leaped up like lightning. His fist was covered with a layer of black armed color domineering, and with the force of thunder, he smashed towards Napoleon's exposed back.

At the same time, Lafitte swung the sword in his hand without hesitation. The sword flashed, like a poisonous snake out of a hole, and went straight to Napoleon's lower body.

And Van Oka, who was hundreds of meters away, pulled the trigger in an instant, and bullets rained down at Napoleon, providing support for Blackbeard and Lafitte.

Facing the fists from behind, the long sword and the bullets shot from a distance, as well as Shilu who was still struggling and refusing to retreat in front of him, Napoleon's expression finally became serious.

Just as Blackbeard's fist was about to fall, Napoleon's reaction was as quick as lightning.

He suddenly raised his left foot and kicked hard at Xiluo like a cannonball.

Not only was the kick incredibly powerful, but the timing was perfect.

At the moment when Shiliu swung his sword at Napoleon, his kick just avoided Lafitte's attack and also gave Shiliu an unexpected blow.

Immediately afterwards, Napoleon's left foot spun rapidly on the spot like a whirlwind, and his body twisted flexibly as well.

This series of actions was as natural and smooth as flowing water, without any delay or hesitation.

At the same time, the trident in Napoleon's hand seemed to be given life, drawing a sharp arc in the air.

He swung the trident violently, like a ferocious dragon, whistling and blocking the bullets coming from the front.