Just as that head flew into the air, dozens of attacks of all kinds reached Lin Ye.
Lightning flashed. It passed through the attacks, and Lin Ye's figure reformed.
"Holy Knights!"
Sengoku's tone was grave, and he was breathing slightly heavily. The previous clash had clearly drained him considerably.
"The Celestial Dragons' private guard corps?"
At that, Garp turned his gaze toward the dozen or so people who had appeared.
None of their auras were weak. Aside from a few, the rest were Devil Fruit Users.
Clearly, the person Lin Ye had just slain had enraged the Holy Knights.
The moment they appeared, they launched a frenzied assault on Lin Ye.
With his Observation Haki spread out, Lin Ye used elementalization to evade the dense, powerful attacks.
Lightning coiled around the blade in his hand once more.
Then a flash of lightning tore through the sky, carrying a slash into the crowd that had arrived.
The blade in his hand traced a bright blue arc, cutting through the air and striking their bodies.
Nearly every one of them possessed the strength of a top Marine Headquarters vice admiral, or even an admiral candidate.
But before the current Lin Ye, anyone without the strength of Aokiji or Akainu was simply coming to die.
Clang, clang, clang.
The sounds of weapons colliding and blades slicing through flesh rang out.
Expressionless, Lin Ye began his slaughter.
More than a dozen people had lost half their number after only one or two exchanges.
The survivors watched Lin Ye standing with his blade in hand, their expressions grave.
"Sengoku, Garp, why aren't you helping?"
A burly man with blue braids gripped a massive blade and roared at Sengoku and Garp.
But in the next instant, Lin Ye's blade was already before him.
Enma knocked aside