Sengoku, Akainu, and Kizaru surrounded Jiang Siming in a triangular formation. Jiang Siming had nowhere to run now.
At a glance from Sengoku, the three attacked simultaneously.
Conqueror's Haki erupted from Sengoku.
Conqueror's Haki could kill without leaving a trace. It was a form of pressure, and once that pressure reached a certain level, it could take someone's life with a single thought.
Sengoku's Conqueror's Haki was naturally at an advanced level, though it was still slightly short of the pinnacle.
Only Whitebeard, Shanks, and Big Mom currently possessed Conqueror's Haki at the pinnacle.
They were all at the level of the Yonko.
But advanced Conqueror's Haki was already an extremely powerful weapon, and it was even visible to the naked eye.
The tangible Haki in the air surged toward Jiang Siming, enveloping him as if it wanted to crush him together with the air!
Yet Jiang Siming remained unmoved in the face of Sengoku's Conqueror's Haki. This pressure truly had no effect on him.
Akainu and Kizaru attacked at the same time.
"Hell Hound!"
"Yasakani no Magatama!"
The two knew Jiang Siming's strength and no longer held back or tested him. They used their killer moves the instant they attacked.
Sengoku followed close behind, his Buddha palm once again unleashing a shockwave.
Three astonishing attacks charged toward Jiang Siming from all directions.
Everyone at the scene instinctively stopped fighting.
Three beams of different colors converged at a single point. That point was Jiang Siming.
Jiang Siming's expression turned serious as well.
At some point, the Thousand Blade Demon Blade in his hand had already been replaced.
It had become a crimson sword, one that no one could forget after seeing it once.
No one had ever seen such a beautiful sword.
Its crimson body and transparent edge looked like