Amidst the astonished gazes of the God's Knights and the Five Elders, Jin An suddenly flashed, disappearing like a phantom into thin air, and instantly appeared behind Blackbeard.
Without the slightest hesitation, the long blade in his hand pierced out fiercely with a sharp aura, directly into Blackbeard's heart. The dull sound of the blade piercing flesh and blood echoed across the battlefield, sending shivers down the spine.
Blackbeard's eyes widened abruptly, and the arrogance and confidence on his face instantly crumbled into fear and pain.
His body seemed frozen at that moment, and intense pain washed over him like a tide. Cold sweat streamed down his forehead in large drops.
He tried to struggle, his hands desperately reaching for the blade in his chest, but under the shadow of death, his movements seemed so weak.
"You… you…"
Blackbeard squeezed out a few broken syllables from his throat, his tone filled with disbelief and fear.
He had always been so fierce and arrogant, and although he had the experience from last time, facing the threat of death again, he now found himself so fragile, easily disposed of like trash.
But that was all an act for others. After Jin An blocked him, a strange smile appeared on his face.
"You can't kill me... Zehahahaha..."
However, Jin An didn't give him any chance to catch his breath. The long blade suddenly twisted in Blackbeard's chest, and with a horrifying "crack," the sharp edge ruthlessly tore through flesh and bone.
Blackbeard's body split in two, and blood spurted out like a fountain, splattering the surrounding ground and even staining Jin An's clothes red.
At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and the clamor of the entire battlefield fell into an eerie silence under this single strike.
The gazes of the God's Knights and the Five Elders all turned to Jin An, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
They had thought Jin An would continue to contend with them, but they never expected him to completely eliminate Blackbeard in an instant. The decisiveness and speed of that blade left them no time to react.
"Blackbeard…"
Someone exclaimed in a low voice, filled with fear and trepidation.
They looked at the body that had been cut in half, unable to believe it was real.
That was "Blackbeard," one of the most vicious pirates in the world, yet he was so vulnerable in front of Jin An.
The members of the God's Knights looked at each other in dismay, their previous arrogance and disdain turning into an invisible gloom. They realized that the strength of the man before them far exceeded their expectations.
The confidence in their hearts began to waver, and their fighting spirit dissipated, replaced by a deep fear.
"This is impossible… Blackbeard couldn't have died so easily…"
One of the knights muttered to himself, his voice trembling slightly.
But his eyes, fixed on Jin An, told him that it was all real, and the fear in his eyes was also real.
The Five Elders' expressions remained stern, but a hint of anger flickered in their eyes.
They had not expected Jin An's attack to be so decisive and lethal, leaving them no time to rescue Blackbeard.
Izanbaron V. Nasujuro Saint gripped his long sword tightly, a sense of unspeakable anger rising in his heart. This anger came not only from Blackbeard's tragic death but also from Jin An's contempt for him.
At this moment, Jin An still stood in place, his gaze coldly sweeping over the enemies before him. His figure was like an iron tower standing on the battlefield, radiating an unmatched power.
The air was filled with the stench of blood and a sense of chilling dread, his figure seeming to control life and death on the entire battlefield.
That fearless aura was like a declaration to the world that he could not only kill Blackbeard but also crush all the enemies who stood in his way, one by one.
Just as Jin An's gaze swept over Blackbeard's mangled body in the pool of blood, the remaining four of the Five Elders moved like beasts, instantly transforming into several afterimages and quickly surrounding Jin An.
They each stood in four directions, their faces wearing confident sneers, as if everything was under control.
That cold aura intertwined in the air, forming a sense of oppression that tightly locked Jin An in the center.
"Jin An," Shepherd Ju Peter Saint slowly spoke, his voice cold and sinister, "You have nowhere to escape. Today, we will make you disappear from this world completely."
The five moved swiftly and methodically, their coordination seamless, obviously familiar with this siege tactic.
Blade edges and palm winds intertwined, their sharpness fully exposed, carrying a suffocating murderous intent as they simultaneously approached Jin An.
The sharp long swords cut through the air, creating "whooshing" sounds, each swing carrying a fatal killing intent, as if to cut the air into pieces.
Fists and palm shadows crisscrossed, like dense thunder, striking fiercely at Jin An's vital points.
"Heh…"
Jin An chuckled softly, his eyes showing no trace of panic, but rather a hint of cold mockery.
His body remained motionless, as if the layers of murderous intent were merely illusory phantoms in front of him.
Although the Five Elders' aura was powerful, in his eyes, they were like four trapped beasts—although fearless in the face of death, they would ultimately be unable to escape the net he had laid.
The instant the four's attacks surged like a tide, Jin An moved.
His movements were so fast that they were almost invisible, as if he had turned into a ghostly shadow, quietly disappearing from the spot.
The Five Elders' attacks missed, the blades and fist shadows crossing in the air, leaving only an afterimage.
And the next moment, Jin An's figure had already appeared beside Shepherd Ju Peter Saint, the long blade in his hand taking the opponent's throat with a sharp blade aura.
"What?"
A look of astonishment flashed in Shepherd Ju Peter Saint's eyes. He had not expected Jin An's speed to be so fast, so fast that he had no time to react.
In a flash of lightning, he suddenly tilted his body, and the blade brushed past his neck, leaving a line of bright red blood.
However, Jin An's offensive did not stop. The blade spun around, sweeping towards him again with a force that seemed to tear through space.
"Hmph!"
Topman Warcury Saint shouted angrily, his long sword stabbing straight at Jin An's chest, trying to force him to abandon his attack.
However, Jin An's eyes remained cold. He turned his feet slightly, his body spinning as nimbly as a whirlwind, dodging the incoming long sword, while heavily striking Shepherd Ju Peter Saint's chest with the back of his blade.
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, Shepherd Ju Peter Saint's body flew backward uncontrollably, crashing heavily into the wall in the distance, making a teeth-grinding "crack" sound.
He clutched his chest, his eyes filled with anger and horror.
The other four Five Elders, seeing their companion being repelled, immediately launched an even more frantic attack on Jin An.
Izanbaron V. Nasujuro Saint's long sword, carrying a strong sword aura, slashed at Jin An's waist from the side, while Marcus Mars Saint's fist, carrying a terrifying Haki, went straight for Jin An's face.
Faced with the deadly attacks coming from all directions, Jin An's expression was grim, and a hint of fighting spirit flashed in his eyes.
His figure disappeared again, turning into an elusive phantom, weaving freely between the blades and fist shadows.
At that moment, he seemed to transform into an invisible wind, untouchable, yet capable of turning into a sharp blade to tear the enemy apart at any moment.
The Five Elders' expressions grew increasingly gloomy, and a trace of undisguised apprehension and unease began to show in their confident eyes.
This was completely different from their planned siege. The original plan was to suppress Jin An in the center of the battlefield, forcing him into a corner with no way to retreat, but the reality was that Jin An's movements were as smooth as flowing water, and even their most exquisite attacks could hardly touch his figure.
"He actually…" Izanbaron V. Nasujuro Saint couldn't help but mutter in a low voice, his tone tinged with disbelief.
They had absolute confidence that they could easily put Jin An to death, but the situation before them was like a phantom reflected in the water, full of uncontrollable variables.
