Chapter 417 King of the Desert

   Adrian's question with a deep sense of surprise was delivered to Krokdal's ears, which made the king Qiwuhai a little angry.

What's the meaning?

  What does "it turns out" that I "actually" will see and hear domineering?

  The pirates who have broken into the new world will have seen **** and armed sex. Is there anything to make a fuss about?

  Krokdal, who was consciously being despised by the white ghost, suddenly felt evil in his heart.

  A swordsman who can fly and slash, right? !

  Sand crocodile raised his healthy right hand, and the surface of the arm covered with clothing instantly disintegrated into sand, flowing continuously beside him, and in the blink of an eye, it regrouped into a pure yellow sailor's scimitar composed entirely of sand.

   "Desert Knife!"

   Krokdal shouted angrily and waved the sand-blade scimitar in his right hand.

  Under the blessing of Pei Ran's strength, this treasured sword made of sand has exerted extremely terrifying speed and power, "chichi" cut the air, and instantly chopped out a powerful slash.

Under the boundless desert below   , under the aura of this desert sword, a deep gully tens of meters long was directly cracked, and countless sand particles splashed into the air.

  Adrian raised his eyebrows, and also waved the black knife in his hand·Second-generation Ghost Toru.

The black knife, which has been cultivated by the top armed color domineering and refined for more than two years, once again instantly slaps a powerful half-moon flying slash, mixed with the armed color that is released from the body, facing the desert that has cut the desert. Treasure knife!

  铿——

  The moment two powerful slashes collided in midair, a roar erupted, like a battle between gold and stone.

  However, in terms of power, the slashes transformed from the desert swords are still far inferior to the solid sword pressure that the great swordsman swayed.

   Seeing that the desert sword barely supported it for less than half a second, it was directly cut off by the sword energy of the monster sword.

  The solid sword pressure that remained undiminished, like a gallop, slashed towards Krokdal.

  ‘Armed color is released outside? Unleash a close-to-substantial attack through the weapon in your hand? ’

   Krokdal's pupils condensed slightly, which confirmed why the flying slash just gave him a sense of threat.

  As a natural person with the ability of Shasha Fruit, Krokdal relies on a sand incarnation, which is enough to ignore most of the physical attacks in the world.

  Speaking logically, the swordsman’s metal blade, even the slashing slashes he swayed, would be very difficult for him to harm him.

  But after many years of experience in the new world, Krokdal naturally knows that there is still power in this world that can hurt the body of the natural fruit ability, that is, armed color!

   Feel the threatening stimulus of this flying slash that the white ghost swayed like a needle.

Krokdal didn’t want to fight hard, his figure swelled and exploded instantly, and he merged into the violent sandstorm around his body, and through the ability of the fruit of sand, he manipulated the position and direction of the sand, and reserved a piece that was enough to hold the flying slash to fly by calmly. Huge loopholes.

  After the flying slash flew over, Krokdal regained his human form, looking at the white ghost's gaze, unspeakable jealous and solemn.

   Adrian stood in the sky with a calm expression, and did not rush to continue the attack, but asked curiously.

   "Sand Crocodile Crocodile, I have heard of your name, and I have also noticed your past record."

   Adrian has a melodious tone, slightly puzzled.

  "But can you explain how you escaped from White Beard's hands in the first place? Also, how did you manage to'match the outcome' with that guy Barrett?"

  Through the battle situation just now, the battle information that has been brushed out on the panel shows that Krokdal’s level at this time is only a mere LV88!

   Frankly speaking.

  This kind of strength is not weak, and it has even surpassed 99% of the people on this sea.

  In addition to the natural type·Shasha Fruit, the strength level of the Sand Crocodile can be adjusted up to half a level.

but.

  With such strength, there is absolutely no way to achieve the level of "no win or lose" with Barrett!

   Adrian’s questioning words obviously once again evoked some unpleasant memories of Klockdal.

  The sand crocodile was still 20 years old. On a small island in the New World, he ran into Douglas Barrett and fought with him.

  Although the news reports afterwards all said that the battle between Sand Crocodile and Barrett was a victory.

  But Krokdal himself knew that at that time Barrett was completely in a period of mental confusion, and he did not show much strength at all! (Note)

  For a long time, even if the outside world regards this matter as one of Krokdal’s battle honours, he himself is very taboo from others to mention it in front of him.

  As for the other thing Adrian asked, Klockdal was even more upset.

  Being cut off his left hand by the white beard with a single blow, and punched to the point that he couldn't move, it was a tragic event that Krokdal would not want to recall all his life.

  If Baibeard wanted to accept him as his son at that time, it would be a question whether Klockdal could come back alive from the blade of the Supreme Sharp Knife [Cong Yunqi]. (Note 2)

   "Huh! White ghost!"

   Krokdal snorted coldly, his tone full of anger.

   "I will let you know what curiosity kills people!"

   "Then, before you kill yourself, can you tell me the secret first?"

   Adrian's expression is still very calm.

  I'm used to seeing the top masters of Charlotte Lingling, Kaido, Warring States, and Zefa. At this time, I will face the sand crocodile. Adrian really can't bring up a sense of tension in his heart.

  You need to know that some time ago, on the Chambord Islands, the army generals and CP0 shadows who failed to walk in front of him were all players at the level of Krokdal.

   "I only know the **** guys!"

   Krokdal raised his right hand, sanded it, and yanked it out again.

  The endless grains of sand, under the control of Shasha Fruit, instantly condensed four cold steel knives that shone with cold light, and with the sharp aura of cutting all things, they attacked in Adrian's direction.

  "Desert·King Kong Sword!"

  These four huge and incomparable blades are as real as they are. Both the attack range and the sharpness far exceed the desert sword just now, and even the unparalleled mountain rock wall can be easily cut off.

  After releasing this blow, Sand Crocodile was still not satisfied.

  He raised his right hand and quickly condensed in his palm to form a continuously rotating sand storm, and then continuously condensed and improved its power, and suddenly threw it out in the opposite direction.

   "Heavy Sharan!"

That small spiral sand storm that was condensed in the palm of the palm but only half an arm's length, after being out of control, instantly expanded into a terrifying scene covering the sky and the sun. The endless grains of sand shuttled through it, covering almost everything in the surroundings into darkness. Among.

  Those high-speed flying sand particles, even if they just wipe the skin, may leave **** scars.

  Faced with the combined attack of the Desert King Kong Knife and the Heavy Shalan, Adrian didn't have the slightest idea of ​​evasive, but calmly raised his right hand and assumed a certain move-style starting posture.

  Under the blessing of the invisible power, Adrian's robe is windless, and the whole person slowly emits surging momentum fluctuations.

  If someone is watching the battle, they will definitely notice that the terrifying fluctuations emerging from the body of the white ghost, giving people a sense of shock, are no less inferior to that overwhelming terrifying sand storm.

  After a brief brewing, Adrian's aura and strength have been raised to the extreme, and the four desert swords that shone with faint cold light have also bullied him.

   Adrian's eyes condensed slightly, and he swung down the right hand of the black sword second-generation Ghost Toru suddenly.

  【Weiguo】!

The pale white cylindrical shock wave, which could not be described as "flying slash", completely wiped out the four seemingly sharp desert diamond knives in a flash, carrying the vanishing momentum to destroy everything, and penetrated it. The terrifying sandstorm that covered the sun directly blasted towards Krokdal's location.

"what?!"

   Krokdal was shocked, and didn't realize that his proud double attack was unexpectedly broken by the frontal attack by the white ghost.

  But when he reacted, and wanted to incarnate as a sandstorm and move to avoid it, that terrifying prestige shock wave was already close to his face!

  Boom boom boom——! !

  The shock wave of the prestige instantly hit Krokdal in the sandstorm, took it directly out of a sand screen, and blasted directly on the boundless desert below, erupting a violent explosion that pierced the clouds.

  Under the terrifying power of the prestige, the originally intact undulating surface of the desert instantly cracked and collapsed, forming a series of deep and chisel-like cracks.

  Countless sand particles spewed out from the ground and rose into the sky, forming a terrifying sandstorm no less than the heavy sandstorm just now.

  About a few minutes later.

  This sand storm just landed from the sky and re-paved and filled the original cracks of the tortoise, but there was still a large cloud of foggy dust in the air.

  The embarrassed Krokdal emerged from the desert. The black fur coat on the body now looks like a rags.

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

   Krokdal looked up to the sky and let out a burst of laughter, full of the feeling of rejoicing after the disaster.

   "I didn't expect it, Bai Youling! Your attack, for me, did not work at all!"

   Facing the terrifying cylindrical shock wave.

   Klockdal thought he would be seriously injured even if he did not die.

  However, he did not expect that the naturalization ability given by the rustling fruit not only allowed him to completely withstand this wave of attacks, but he had not yet received any damage.

  "Do you think that the level just now is considered an attack?"

   Adrian’s slightly surprised voice slowly fell from the sky.

   "I just want to see if you can resist this level of attack. It seems that you are weaker than I thought."

"Humph!"

   Krokdal snorted coldly, waved his right hand, and reunited a group of Sha Lan.

   "No matter what, your attack can't hurt me! I am-the king of the desert!"

   "The king of the desert? But if the king is not dead, how can you wear a crown?"

   Adrian raised his right hand, and the mighty pale Reiatsu emerged from his body, and together with the moist and moist armed color, he rendered the blade of the black sword second-generation ghost torture into a chaotic color.

   "Lingya·Weiguo."

  Boom——

  Mixed with the majestic slash of pale spiritual pressure, it instantly overwhelmed all the sounds between heaven and earth, and dyed the boundless blue sky and the boundless desert into pale white.

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  　　 Note 1: When Klockdal and Barrett met, it happened to be the period when Barrett quit the Roger Pirates group, out of mental confusion.

  　　 And at that time Roger was still alive, and Barrett didn’t run away either. He was in a period of decline in strength...

  　　 Well, the author's bacteria are just some plot loopholes in Yuan's original work.

  　　 I really didn’t want to understand why the sand crocodile can also fight Barrett, although this guy’s force is indeed quite full.

  　　 Note 2: The white beard left Krokdal's life, which is just a book made up.

  　　 did not mention it in the original work, only that Krokdal survived from the hands of the white beard.

  　　 But speaking of it, the people in the Pirate who seem to have broken their hands all have broken their left hands?

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)