Great Voyage: Invincible from the Fruit of Word Spirit

“Damn bastard, don’t regret it when you die!”
As soon as the red shadow flashed, the red hair had teleported to Lucifer’s body, and the famous knife Griffin had already split lucifer’s neck.
As Lucifer said, he didn’t dodge or defend with an armed color.
The redhead slashed down without any hindrance.
“Oh !!!!!”
“Dead! Finally dead! ”
“Arrogant bastard, make you arrogant, it’s too late to regret it!”
“Dare to take on Captain Shanks’ attack without defense, this is the end!”
“Bastards of the Nether Pirates, your captain is dead!”
“How did Lucifer die?”
“Impossible!”
The yellow ape couldn’t believe how terrifying Lucifer was, he knew best.
If it is so easy to kill, why should the navy be afraid of the tiger and move the masses like this?
The generals Qing Pheasant and Fuji Tiger could not accept such a fact for a while.
The redhead was also a little shocked at the moment, as the person who personally cut off Lucifer’s head, he could not accept the reality of the present day.
Of course it is difficult, otherwise there would be no need for so many of them to join forces.
Of course it was simple, and he did it with just a flick of the knife.
Looking back at Lucifer’s headless body, the red hair was dignified and did not let down his guard at all.
The same was true of the white beard on the other side, with an extremely serious look and a more dignified expression than before.
Is it difficult to break your head and be reborn?
Even Marco, who claims to be able to heal all wounds and repair all injuries, cannot come back to life without injuring the entity and having its head cut off.
“Lucifer, what other means do you have?”
His domineering aura could also sense Lucifer’s breath, and the domineering realm created by Lucifer had not disappeared.
There are indications that Lucifer is still alive.
“Did you find it?”
Lucifer’s voice suddenly sounded, although flat, but it exploded in everyone’s ears like thunder.
The crowd saw that Lucifer’s severed head could still speak.
Lucifer’s headless body raised his hand and grabbed his own head.
Just like that, Lucifer lifted his head and looked at the red hair and white beard.
“Hey, hey, wouldn’t you?”
The general pheasant looked at Lucifer’s move, and his face was already covered with cold sweat.
The same was true of the yellow ape, cold sweat had flowed all over his body, and his face and neck were full of beads of sweat.
“Why don’t you die yet?”
“Demon, he’s a demon!”
“A demon from hell, an immortal body?”
A lieutenant general opened his mouth to say what was guessing in his heart.
“No, no, Lucifer is a spirit fruit power, a superhuman!”
“He doesn’t have the ability to elementalize naturally!”
“That’s right, even if he is a natural department, he can’t stop the red-haired armed color and the overlord color domineering slash!”
“Lucifer was indeed decapitated!”
A lieutenant general said reluctantly.
While the reality is hard to accept, it is the reality.
“But why, why did he not die when his head was cut off?”
“Can the self-healing ability of the Spirit Fruit even be repaired by such an injury?”
Hundreds of thousands of navy and the pirates of the white-bearded red-haired pirate regiment were all stunned.
Lucifer’s terrifying abilities were about to drive them crazy.
“Damn Lucifer, is that your power?”
After being rescued by the Navy, the severely injured Sengoku received emergency medical treatment and barely regained some of his strength.
“Is that what you’re going to do?”
As panic spread, the red-haired pirates, the white-bearded pirates, and the three forces of the navy were sharply reduced, and the odds of victory were getting lower and lower.
“Yes, this is the deepest despair I have ever given them!”
Lucifer said with his head in his hand.
“Recover.”
A muffled voice fell, and at the fracture of Lucifer’s neck, a black mist swirled.
Soon, a new head grew back.
There wasn’t even a single scar on his neck, as if he had never been cut off.
Then, with a force in his hand, Lucifer squeezed the severed head he was carrying in his hand and exploded it into a cloud of black mist.
“How’s it going? Still want to try it? ”
“No matter what kind of injury you inflict on me, I can recover in an instant.”
Rumble!
With a thud, Lucifer’s body exploded directly, turning into flesh and blood, scattering in all directions.
But the next second, an indifferent voice sounded in the surrounding void.
As Lucifer said, he was unharmed, and his breath did not weaken in the slightest.
Lucifer looked at Whitebeard and smiled playfully.
“Little Lucifer, the old man really underestimates you!”
The white bearded tone was cold and emitted an endless chill.
But behind this chill is a deep powerlessness.
In the face of such an anti-heavenly Lucifer, Whitebeard has also felt helpless and cornered.
Lucifer smiled faintly, “Okay, enough fun, it’s time to end this boring farce!” ”
“Vientiane Heavenly Introduction!”
Lucifer grabbed it with a big hand and pulled the white beard directly into his palm.
At the same time, Lucifer turned his palm into a fist, and a transparent aperture was condensed on the fist, which was the power of the earthquake.
Unable to resist the pull of the Vientiane Celestial Guide, Whitebeard flew toward Lucifer while raising his hand and clenching his fist, posing in the posture he was most accustomed to, also using seismic power.
Rumble!
With both fists facing each other, the shock wave of terror erupted in an instant.
With Lucifer and Whitebeard as the center, the atmospheric space around them was shattered.
Click! Click! Click!
The atmospheric space shattered completely, and the shock wave suddenly erupted, pouring out in all directions like a flood.
The earth cracked open a dozen huge cracks, extending for thousands of meters, and all the naval pirates fell into the bottomless abyss along the way.
The white beard spat out blood, his chest had sunk, and he was punched out of a large hole, and sensen’s white bones and flesh were faintly visible.
After flying backwards for hundreds of meters, Whitebeard picked up Cong Yun and cut a knife into the ground, forcibly supporting himself to prevent himself from falling, and another mouthful of blood spewed out.
Hit hard by this blow, Whitebeard’s breath was extremely weak, and his face was miserable and there was almost no trace of blood.