Master of Ninja World

Smoke and dust were everywhere, the wind and waves rolled, and the ground pulled out a long and narrow trench.

"boom!"

The large mountain left a large pit visible to the naked eye, and Krokdahl sank weakly into it, his pupils rolled his eyes, lost their luster, life and death unknown.

Seeing this scene, the Marshal of the Warring States Period, his heart twitched fiercely. He hated and even hated the Pirate, everyone knows, but at the moment the chess piece of Krokdal has not been used, it has been easily solved by dust, and it is a waste of such a good lackey. !

Using barbarians to control barbarians is not bad, but it is exceptionally effective. Borrowing the strength of the pirates to attack the pirates, so that the so-called "Seven Martial Seas of Kings" are cast aside, and there is no place on either side.

"I didn't kill him, and this kid is not that easy to kill." Shaking his head, Wuchen gave a look that didn't need to be worried.

In other words, it is also "The Seven Martial Sea of ​​Kings", how fragile it is, it is impossible to be easily thrown to death!

"Warring States, did you publicly insult us by inviting us?!"

When Xiong saw this, he took the opportunity to launch an attack. He had no favor with the navy. Even if he joined the "Seven Wuhai", he was helpless.

"Strong words, but Krokdal did the first thing. Even if he was killed, that kid deserved it. No one forced him to do it. It was his own responsibility!"

The "tyrant" Xiong distorted the facts, Commander Kong sneered.

The fist clenched and creaked. If it was only a slight hatred for people like Krokdal, for Bartholomew Bear, it would be hard to get rid of it.

Xiong is extremely hostile to the government and the navy. His nickname "Tyrant" is all the blood of the navy.

The reason why Xiong chose to support Klockdal was to suppress the navy. In other words, it was an invisible demonstration.

"Kakka..."

There was a crisp sound of rock fragmentation, attracting everyone's attention. Looking up, there was a dim sound in the empty sand.

"Is it just a slight fracture?" Wuchen frowned as his eyes crossed the blocking sand.

A wisp of white smoke wafted out of the dust, and Krokdal stepped out of it shortly afterwards. He was covered with blood stains on his cigar, and his fighting power was still there.

"What's the surprise? How can I say that I am a person who has been in the new world for a few years, how can such a thing as armed and domineering?!"

Looking at Wuchen fiercely, Krokdal spoke harshly.

At the same time, he took a deep breath with lingering fears. In the instant just now, if he didn't use the armed and domineering defense in time, even if he didn't die, he would turn into a pool of minced meat!

"You want to challenge me to such a degree that it is too far away."

Just sweeping Krokdal, Wuchen left everyone behind and left, the ethereal figure turned into a breeze, coming and going without a trace.

Even if the glow of fireflies is as bright as light, it is difficult to illuminate the entire void.

"Don't want to go!"

Krokdal, who caught the dust-free figure, immediately turned into a tornado-shaped hurricane to overtake it. Obviously, he did not easily let go of the dust-free plan.

He was bruised all over, and the other side's ass was intact, and his old face couldn't be pulled down!

"Desert Storm!"

Raising your hand is a tornado-shaped strong wind and waves swept out, the swiftly rotating storm is indistinguishable from the sharp shadow of a sword, and the surrounding rocky surface leaves deep pits of knife marks.

The chaotic marks make the scalp numb, and coincide with being cut by tens of thousands of knife handles at the same time.

It is conceivable that once a human being composed of flesh and blood is swallowed by this violent storm, what a miserable end it will be. I am afraid that the best end is to be cut off!

"What is the use of this silly trick to me."

In the blink of an eye, the desert storm seemed to swallow the dust-free body, and under the high-speed flow of the storm, the awe-inspiring wind speed turned into thousands of blades to attack the dust-free.

"Qiang Qiang..."

Inside the desert storm, the roar of steel continued, igniting shining sparks, revolving around the dust, and an attack of 360 degrees was almost impossible to defend.

"I don't know if there is a limit anyway... You crocodile attacked me again and again, do you really think I have a heart of a saint who can't kill?"

The dust-free expression in the desert storm was cold and gloomy, surrounded by golden energy fluctuations, extremely hard, the evil golden light came from a distant world, and the power of this world could not be shaken at all.

"Is that weird trick again?"

Silent and speechless, the huge iron fists gathered, sweat stains fell to the ground along the gap between the five fingers, and the red blood lines spread out in the eyes.

"What weird thing?!"

Klockdal's proud face solidified, and the smile on the corners of his mouth became rigid, and then turned into a gloomy face.

Looking along his line of sight, he could clearly see a golden evil head covering the dust, this substantive evil wave was intriguing, revealing a palpitating power.

Just a simple head, the height is as high as six or seven meters.

"This monster doesn't seem to be in a complete state..."

Looking at the dust-free head of the Tengu, Klockdal muttered to himself gloomily.

A tiny head is six or seven meters high, almost ten meters high. Just imagine how unprecedented it is when all its limbs are there.

"Klockdale, you don't seem to figure out one thing yet."

With awe-inspiring eyes, the majestic repulsive force spewed out, and the desert storm nearly ten meters high burst into a slam, looking at the stunned Krokdal, the dust-free killing intent was even stronger.

His left eye turned into reincarnation writing round eyes, his right arm was raised high, and the palm of his hand was pointed at the dazed Klockdal.

The eye sockets were locked tightly to the dust-free left eye. The mysterious and weird eyes were filled with indescribable magic power. A throbbing in Krokdal's heart made him instinctively feel that it was not good.

Just about to step back, a burst of majestic gravitation enveloped him, and cold words burst out from the corners of Wuchen's mouth.

"Vientiane Tianyin!"

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