Whitebeard Face Blown Off Novels & Stories

Swisshh… While they were still trying to figure out what was happening, a flash of white light passed between two of them. And at that moment, they only saw light, but that light had ended one of them. "Huh?" The face of the elder who had fought Long Chen changed. He saw that one of his friends had lost his head, and not only that, a heavenly realm king who was difficult to kill had died so easily. "Who?" shouted the middle-aged man with a white beard angrily.

He surged forward like lightning and shouted, "Wind Blade Technique!" Countless wind blades filled the air, descending upon Chase like a torrential storm. "Scram!" Chase roared while throwing a single punch. The immense force of his strike tore through everything, obliterating the storm of wind blades. "What?!" The bearded man's pupils constricted in disbelief. He had not anticipated that his attack would be so easily dismantled. His Wind Blade Technique was utterly destroyed. Before he could react, Chase swung his palm. The strike sent the bearded man flying, blood spurting from his mouth as he crashed to the ground.

She had no blind spots either, so he had to get in close. “Singular thrusts, modified: Flash step!” He jumped at half the speed of light, straight at her. He twirled in the air, catching her face in a roundhouse. She fell to the floor, coughing. “I did it!” he yelled, before five more shapes stabbed him. As he was falling, he saw Ambeër raise an arm and form a white glowing orb. The orb fired a white beam straight at him, and he was already too exhausted to dodge. It hit him with full force, caving a hole in his chest. He gasped for air, struggling to restore his lungs. He landed on the floor, splattering it with blood. He writhed in pain as Ambeër walked over to him. Your regeneration is im

“Beast, and no Samurai! Come; let us see which of us the better man is.” Furiously incensed, Zempachi thrust with his spear at Tsunéhei; but he, trusting to his good sword, attacked Zempachi, who, cunning warrior as he was could gain no advantage. At last Zempachi, losing his temper, began fighting less carefully, so that Tsunéhei found an opportunity of cutting the shaft of his spear. Zempachi then drew his sword, and two of his retainers came up to assist him; but Tsunéhei killed one of them, and wounded Zempachi in the forehead. The second retainer fled affrighted at the youth's valor, and Zempachi was blinded by the blood which flowed from the wound on his forehead. Then Tsunéhei said--

If this whip hit his face, it would definitely take half of Kim Daegeun's life. "B*stard!" In the villa, Gong Yilong, Tang Muxue, and the others were so angry that their eyes turned red. Bai Yuanjie, the Old Master Gong, and others also widened their eyes. They knew that Tang Hao had gone crazy, and he was completely deranged. “Woosh~~~” Just as everyone cast looks of pity at the golden bell, a saber radiance flashed in the dark. Before the whip could reach the top of Jin Dazhong's head, it was cut in half.

After that, I dodged Yamato Minobe's spear attack, and I broke the spear before thrusting it into Yamato Minobe's own heart. Everyone was shocked by my attack, Yamato Minobe looked at me with blood coming out of his mouth. "Angels don't have flesh and blood, that's true. But sadly, we're not angels anymore." I said, and I pulled the spearhead from inside his body. Then I turned to aim the spearhead at Yamato Kakuzo.

His own blade, now singing with a high, lethal note, thrust straight ahead. The silver blade pierced the thick defense of the black aura as if it were paper and, with perfect precision, its tip punched directly into his opponent's Dantian. Instantly, everything stopped. The dense black aura enveloping the captain vanished like smoke in the wind. His swollen body deflated back to its normal size, and the blood-red light in his eyes dimmed, replaced by an expression of pained shock. He fell to his knees, his greatsword clattering loudly to the ground. He stared down at Rayden's sword still embedded in his abdomen, then slowly raised his head to look at Rayden.

" The ghost masked man laughed. He flung the whip across Lucas's face. "Arghhhhh master, master please forgive me." Lucas's previous handsome face had a gnashing deep wound imprinted on it, losing its former luster. The wound even if treated properly would leave a nasty scar across his face but he couldn't care about that at the moment. His death was almost certain.

The half-completed shield shattered “Fuck!” His eyes refused to shutter close as the two attacks combined and swirled each other. The massive rose dispersed into small roses and swirled around the typhoon. With a gesture by the leaves woman, the typhoon swapped everything around him including him in a matter of seconds. “Shit!!!” Due to the ambush attack from the forgotten crew, his whole body was numb. Poison! His scale wasn’t strong, apparently. The whip shattered his back body, creating a straight vertical line across his body. The prick that made contact with his flesh released a poison inside him.

But, it doesn't feel like his face is what it looks like now, Bill thought. "Andrew Reece?" Bill said hesitantly. The young man wearing the black shirt smiled happily. "Yes, General. I'm Andrew Reece. You still recognize me, I'm very flattered." Bill sighed. "What happened to your face?" "I was hit by an explosion while fighting against the De Kruk Kingdom, my face was damaged. I had to undergo surgery and this is the result." Bill nodded in understanding, and then asked, "How did you know I was here?"