"How can it be!!"

Krokdal was shocked to look at his chest, and there would be blood flowing out. He was the ability of the natural devil's fruit. He was actually pierced through his chest. What exactly is this guy?

Half of the black and half white face, the devil's horn, the eyes are also black and white chaotic colors, simply incredible, is this the devil fruit?

“Is it a superhuman devil fruit that transforms into a class?”

"No, this is the stunt that I have cultivated myself. Ok, I remember you just said a word, it seems to be -

‘Weakness is a kind of original sin in itself’?

Then I will come to crusade your original sin~! ”

The giant sword in the hands of the wind and rain seems to have flesh and blood. A trace of black silk, like the meridian blood, tightly entangles the sword, and gradually becomes a sword of thorns that exudes magic.

"Want to kill me, I have to see if you have the ability to do it... I even played with me. Sure enough, you are just fighting for time! You can deceive me. It seems that you really have to 'reward' you!! ”

Krolockal’s face was gloomy. As a conspirators, he was overwhelmed by a man. It’s really —

In the right hand, a micro storm was slowly formed, and then this miniature storm was thrown into the deserted ground by Krokdal. The sandstorm violently turned. Straight through the sky! !

Everyone saw this scene. The insurgents and the Kings in the battle were watching the dust storms in the sky, and the horrible atmosphere was felt outside the palace.

"Krolockal..."

"why……"

"What is he going to do!"

"Want to destroy this place?"

"Run fast... the sandstorm is coming..."

"Never be able to be involved in that kind of power..."

"..."

Coherent sword skills - spiral swords!

The body of the wind and rain and the magic sword have become a line. Under the influence of several forces, the body has a powerful impact. Under this impact, the body of the wind and the sword and the magic sword rotate together clockwise and quickly. The whole is like a high-speed spinning top, and his body is gradually wrapped in a scarlet breath.

gradually. This breath continued to increase with his rotation, and finally formed a **** storm!

However, this **** storm is horizontal.

Between the hustle and bustle, the **** storm and the sandstorm slammed together, and a violent air stream that had torn the space came out—

The palaces were torn apart, and the strong wind pressure caused the blood to smudge the sky into a yellowish color. However, in the end, the **** storm would pierce the dust storm, and the body of the wind and rain passed through the sandstorm, directly facing the Kloster. Hit it!

Unexpectedly, Kroydall, who thought of this kind of thing, couldn’t get rid of the storm. The chest was pierced in an instant!

"I want to die! It's not so easy, everything that is touched by my hand. It will be - dry!"

Krolockal’s right hand was placed on the wind and rain, and the water in the wind and rain was absorbed a lot. However—

"Look who is devour someone?"

The wind and rain did not move, the blood in the body of Krokdal was madly extracted by the magic sword, and turned into a blood mist around the wind and rain, and the body of the corpse was instantly restored to its original state.

At this moment, the storm has also understood a shortcoming of Shura's blood, although it can beat the natural devil's fruit, but it can't make their ability invalid!

Realizing that each other restrained each other, the storm and Krokdal quickly retreated.

"Put my blood to supplement the water you lost, you guy!!"

Krolockal looked at the storm with anger, and it seems that no one is taking advantage of it, but in fact, he lost!

Very simple, the water lost in the wind and rain is replenished by his blood. However, the wound on his body is there, and the lost blood is not recovered. The absorption of water does not mean that the blood can be absorbed. It is only the water. Drain it, and if this continues, he will certainly die because of excessive blood loss.

"It's time for me to shoot!!"

In the storm, the magic sword was thrown into the sky, slowly raising his right hand, a dark ball of light condensed in the palm of his hand, and then violently rushed, became bigger, and gradually, as if a huge black planet - -

The body is more than a hundred meters -

Kuroko madness!

The finger gently bounced on the huge black planet -

"..."

There is no sound, or the ultrasound that exceeds the boundaries of the sound waves can no longer be heard with human eardrums.

But everyone saw the scene of destruction like the afterlife -

The black planet with Krolockal’s body has been running wild for nearly a few kilometers, and it instantly exploded. Everything around the explosion was swallowed up. The world is very dark, and the shocking scene in the retina can’t be described. It’s real. destroy.

"Krolockal...you bastard, where!~"

Just as everyone was shocked by the scene, Luffy’s roar pulled everyone back to reality, perhaps they should thank Luffy, because in the devastating fantasy, the whole person’s spirit would collapse. .

That is definitely not the power that human beings can have.

"哟~lightnovelpub.net~ Sorry, Captain, is Klockallal your opponent? I have solved him... Cut, the guy said what you died, it seems to be completely nonsense. What?"

The wind and rain slowly lay on the ground, and the physical exertion is too much. Really, even with such a move, his mind is feverish, but it is probably the majestic commandment of the heart, and has been enduring. The wrath of Krokdal’s destruction and the ultimate outbreak of anger, the wrath of the king.

He is not weak, but sometimes it is a little weak.

The blood gas gradually disappeared. As a result, the chest of the wind and rain, the blood hole pierced by the gold hook of Krolockal did not recover. With such a serious injury, it is necessary to fight in an instant. Perhaps this time it is too reluctant. Maybe you can give Luffy to do this.

However, as a king, how can I be despised by Krokdal? What's more, Asuna looked at him well below, how can I show off the handsome side, really, man's self-respect...

However, the feeling of winning is very good. (To be continued.)

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