The delivery of white fog and sand is like two wrestling monsters infiltrating each other.

White smoke pierced through the gaps of the sand and poured into Crocodile's breath; the turbulent gravel was like a pouring rain of bullets shooting through the lingering mist, hitting Smoker's body.

The explosion of the collision caused smoke and sand to fly, and the gravel "poof" penetrated Smog's body, and a glass test tube shattered together.

The green test tube was smashed, the splashed potion was rolled up by the white mist, and Smog's body re-condensed in mid-air, his eyes flickered, and the mist swirling around his body suddenly expanded, with a hint of substance. The arrogance of the armed color infects the smoke into a deep black.

Like the wildest ink, it turned into hundreds of black chains and shot towards Crocodile overwhelmingly.

The black cables condensed by the mist made a metallic collision sound, swiping across Crocodile's body, and then suddenly intertwined with hooks and locks.

Smog's eyes were full of bloodshots, the muscles and bones on his body made a fine "zizi" sound, and a dizzy streamer appeared on the surface of his body.

"Do you know what you're doing?" Crocodile looked gloomily at the test tube that shattered in the air. How could he not understand that Yaerlin's calculations were behind it.

The real trading place was not in Eluma from the beginning, but here, and the object of the transaction was not Yaerlin, but Smog like a mad dog.

This was a trap that Yaerlin had deliberately lured him into taking the bait.

hiss……

What responded to him was a wicked smile on the corner of Smog's mouth.

The mist that permeated his body solidified and settled into black armor, which unexpectedly glowed a little bit of metallic luster. Pieces of huge and knotted muscles were like black iron inlaid on his body.

"Between you and me, only one person can leave alive today!"

The sounds spit out in the voice seem to have a metallic texture, and in the cage covered by the surging black cords, the sound echoes and vibrates in the collision, as if countless ghosts are roaring in the lingering fog.

A circle of murderous aura that turned into essence erupted with him at the center, and the thorns swept Krocdahl's face with pain. He stared at Smog with a solemn expression, feeling extremely annoyed: "You are just being treated by Yaerlin. Gunner!"

Keng!

The sharp blade was pulled out of the scabbard inch by inch, and there was another fine crack in the middle of the blade. This was Da Siqi's broken sword, which was re-forged by Smog mixed with the powder of Hailou stone. sword.

"I will kill you with this sword!"

Smog roared wildly in his throat, the ground beneath his feet suddenly shattered into deep pits, and a cloud of black mist rolled him and smashed towards Crocodile. The vortex of black mist that circulated was like countless blades and gears shattered. Crocodile's collar, the dragon-like blade pierced the opponent's throat with a **** luster.

The stench of evil wind blew his face, and the collar and cloak were smashed by the fog blade. Crocodile's body suddenly dissipated and slammed into the black fog cell fiercely, but it made a muffled sound of a bell.

The foggy and solid black prison is densely covered with domineering armed colors, and the silky spirit is centered on Smog, and penetrates into the black prison through the tremors of the fog.

The cramped black prison is trembling and shrinking toward the center. The radius of the prison is shrinking sharply. Smog's eyes are full of bloodshot eyes. Obviously, maintaining this move is an extremely terrifying load for his body, and even It can be said that from the very beginning, he was at the risk of overdrawing his vitality, and wanted to keep Crocodile in this dark prison forever.

"A mad dog!"

Crocodile stared at Smog, who was chasing after him. The scars running across his cheeks were extremely gloomy.

He stamped his feet on the ground, and a terrifying ravine several meters deep formed instantly, and the next moment appeared in front of Smog, facing the vortex of black mist and slashing straight up.

clang!

The loud crashing sound swayed shattering ripples in the cramped cage, and the air was like a mirror polluted by fog and sand, shattering into irregular ripples.

The reverberating sound wave touched the surface of the black prison, amplified sharply, and turned into an oscillating echo that pierced into the eardrums of the two of them. Smog and Crocodile groaned at the same time, and the bright red blood overflowed down the ear hole.

"Desert King Kong Sword!"

Crocodile waved his arms, and the sand and dust condensed into dozens of blades, which instantly cut through the air, sparks of "Zila Zila" splashed, and the vortex of black mist surrounding Smog suddenly appeared one after another. The cracks spread rapidly, and suddenly splattered all around.

chi chi chi...  

Cracks appeared on the black iron attached to his body, and the sour friction sounded in his ears, but Smog just grinned, his blood-red eyes locked Krocdar to death, and a mist spewed from his feet. Out, like a rocket launcher, the speed of the whole person instantly increased to the peak.

The cramped cage was still shrinking violently, and there was not much room to maneuver and dodge. The straight and stabbing Smog slammed into Crocodile's arms in a blink of an eye.

As soon as it crashed into it, there were countless densely packed hundreds of mists like pitch-black poisonous snakes, frantically erupting from Smog and biting towards Crocodile.

In the face of countless black mist condensed snakes drenched in armed colors, such a close outbreak, Crocodile yanked his right foot, and one after another of sand burst out from the ground like lightning, bypassing the arc strangely, stabbing the surging from all directions. Here comes the black snake.

Chi!

Blood splashed and dyed the cheeks of the two of them red~lightnovelpub.net~ Crocodile let out a miserable howl, his eyes were full of fierce light, and the golden hook embedded in his left arm was nailed to the blade, making a crisp collision, a smooth A layer of gold dust was scraped off his arm, and when he turned his wrist, the end of the hook was like a poisonous needle raised by a scorpion, stabbing towards Smoker's chest.

nail!

The black iron was nailed through a hole, the scorpion hook was like a sinister drill bit, and a hole the size of a fingernail was nailed. Smog suddenly turned black, but his face remained unchanged. It was like two iron fibers were firmly stepping on Crocodile's instep.

The pitch-black fog cell shattered inch by inch, and re-formed into countless black chains, making a "sizzling" sound in the air, circling from all directions, and then entangled Crocodile and Smog in circles at the same time.

It was like countless iron chains bound the two people face to face.

"you?"

Crocodile's face changed in shock. He looked at Smog, whose eyes were shattered and his vision was dizzy.