Chapter 609

At this moment, the battle situation at the Holy Land of Mary Geoise also changed.

On the side of the World Government, they had slowly fallen into a disadvantage; facing the frenzied offensive of the New Era Alliance, the front line was gradually pushed to the foot of the city.

However, despite this, under the desperate defense of Sengoku and the others, it was difficult to break into the city for a time!

Below the Red Line, on the ice surface.

Just as most people were charging toward the peak of the Red Line to attack the Holy Land of Mary Geoise, Ma Erke and Kuzan were still locked in a fierce battle on the ice.

"Ice Block: Pheasant Beak!"

The cold air on Kuzan's right arm condensed rapidly, transforming into an ice bird that streaked forward rapidly.

"Boom!"

Ma Erke's entire body erupted with blue flames, his figure resembling a meteor as he smashed through the ice bird; without stopping, he dove rapidly in front of Kuzan and slammed a kick into his chest!

Kuzan's expression changed, he coughed up blood, and his entire body flew backward like a cannonball, crashing into the rocks of the Red Line.

Finally, Kuzan could no longer stand up.

The previous several large-scale freezes of the seawater had already left Kuzan exhausted, and the battle with Ma Erke had left him covered in wounds.

At this moment, he had completely lost his combat capability.

"You won, kill me then!" Kuzan sighed and said.

Ma Erke walked over, shook his head with a smile, and said, "That won't do; Pops specifically instructed me not to kill you!"

"Whitebeard won't kill me?" Kuzan was stunned, feeling somewhat surprised.

However, Ma Erke shook his head again and said with a grin, "No, it's that person from the Ninja Guild who won't kill you!"

"Nani?"

Hearing this, Kuzan was even more surprised.

On the other side, at the edge of the Red Line.

Borsalino was fighting Fisher Tiger; as a legend of the Sun Pirates, Fisher Tiger's strength was very strong, but facing the extremely fast Borsalino, he could not utilize the advantages of the Fish-Man race.

Finally, after a bout of fighting, Fisher Tiger was defeated by the speed of Borsalino.

"Eight-Foot Curved Jewel!"

Borsalino's body turned into a beam of yellow light and shot out, appearing before Fisher Tiger in the blink of an eye, kicking toward his head with the intention of finishing him off!

Suddenly, a figure appeared before him.

Borsalino's pupils shrank, and a look of terror appeared on his face: "Holy crap, you again!"

"Bang!"