One Piece: The Soul Purchasing Pirate

The crow roaring in the sky gradually gathered again to become Luo Chen's body.

Dorague's eyes were heavy, and he could even see the sarcasm in the crow's eyes. This is even more surprising to him, how the person in front of him is able to produce natural demonic fruits in the same way.

Another forward stroke, his dragon claws hooked, the void constantly grasping.

The cold wind is like a knife, and the instant one cuts towards Rochen at an extremely fast speed. But the latter, seemingly completely unresponsive, were again smashed into ravens.

The light in Dorague's eyes grew more and more, and gradually he seemed to feel a slight anomaly when he saw the audible hegemony emanating.

And Ro Chen, during this time, has always been familiar with the heavy skills or talents of Uchibo Weasel.

Kaleidoscope writing, powerful illusions, horrible pupils, and his magical fire and patience are all the treasures he uses to defeat his enemies. In the world of fire, this is definitely a pretty powerful character. At 75 million dollars, we can exchange people like this, and Ro Chen can say that he's out of luck.

So this time he cherishes this opportunity very much.

Yuzhibo Weasel's skills would be extremely fortunate if he could get anywhere at will.

And to get these depends on whether this battle can be won.

His eyes stirred, Rochen wrote the wheel eyes, the three windmills accelerated the spin, and the red eyes stared at Dorag, making the other party's mind swell.

“Dorag, for some reason, I can't play with you here anymore. ”

Luo Chen's words are a little low, and his expression is even more serious.

“Play?”

Dorag's eyebrows flashed, realizing that he seemed to underestimate himself and had to smile slightly at the corner of his mouth.

“You seem to have underestimated this generation of Admirals! ”

“Hmm?” Doubts appeared on Rochen's face, and he saw what Dorag seemed to understand.

“If I'm right, am I hallucinating or something? ”

Dorag's eyes flashed with a sharp light, his whole body was blown apart from Luo Chen's illusion.

Luo Chen had to be surprised, and then a funny smile appeared.

“It's a Dorag. ”

He waved his sword, the rainbow sword formed a series of swords and flowers in the air, then stamped with his other hand. Three breaths later, three Luochen appeared. Likewise, no one held a long sword and presented it in all directions, surrounding it towards Dorag.

“You're a little arrogant. It's good to have the strength, but you're very unclear about where you are. It's hard to do. ”

Watching Luo Chen rush, Dorag shook his head and did not hide from the attack on Luo Chen.

In a short three-breath period, Luo Chen has rushed past, four shadows suddenly flashed, and the sword has washed away from Dorag's body.

Four sharp swords bloom, and Dorag's body is completely cut open.

However, as Luo Chen's long sword crossed Dorag's body, his writing wheel eyes quickly turned and a sudden alarm appeared in his heart.

“Do you know how fast the wind is? ”

“How fast is the wind?! ”

Luo Chen was stunned, only in a blink of an eye, the other three shadow identities separated, all “bang” integration into white fog.

Followed closely, his heart sounded a long alarm, the goose bumps on his back, the cold hair rose, there was an unspeakable fear over his head.

Quietly and interestlessly, a magnificent figure had appeared behind him, his tall body covering him, the cape of justice behind him hunting and trembling, his face with dignity in fortitude, it was Dorag.

“So fast! ”

Luo Chen's heart was shocked and his right hand did not hesitate to mark.

The moment he stamped it, the man behind it simply took the shot.

“Bang."

The white mist scattered, adding a rag to Dorag's hand.

“Interesting, it's not illusion anymore. ”

With a glance, Dorag began to look everywhere, and Luo Chen's figure disappeared.

At this time, Luo Chen hiding behind a house, but his heart kept pounding.

“It's a Dorag. It's horrible! Ninja's triceps are indeed the most useful in battle. ”

He then squinted his eyes and stamped his hands again.

Blink, and a figure reappears in front of him, just like a shadow split.

The two men were united, looking at each other and nodding, the shadow split was rushing out toward the outside, while Luo Chen, eyes deep, was also a calm step forward after a slight hesitation.

Ninjas have never been barbaric, and their battles contain too many elements. Judgment of the environment, timing, the test of intelligence. The effect of the same ninja, shown between genius and idiot, is absolutely very different.

After the appearance of the figure Luo Chen, Dorag had discovered that his figure was shapely, distorted and disappeared, and almost at the same time, he had appeared in front of the figure and hit him with his head down.

“Bang."

Shadow body burst into white fog, Dorag frowned, his audible superiority is only preliminary repair, the cover is not large, otherwise you can easily grab the kid's hideout.

“Split, illusion, double, and that weird pupil, that's a troublesome guy. ”

By the time the battle was over, Dorag had to admit that this guy, Rochen, I'm afraid, was no longer Roger in terms of potential.

Suddenly, Dorag's eyes flashed and turned sharply.

At the moment he turned around, Luo Chen had jumped high in the air, his hands turned into a phantom, a series of imprints instantly formed, at the same time, his big mouth breathed, aroused, and then blew out.

“Fire, Great Fireball! ”

“Wow!”

Large flames of fire, like running water, rushed to the surface of the Dorague. The speed of the flame, fast and urgent, was only momentarily submerged.

“Whoo!”

After a heavy landing, he exhaled. Luo Chen's eyes looked at the front.

If the common man had been submerged by this flame of more than three lengths, it would have been ashes, but Dorag, not necessarily!

In fact, until he crossed, there was no mention in the original book of what Dorag's abilities were, only that he knew that this man was extremely dangerous, more dangerous than his dead brother.

World-class first offender, this honor, is not so easy to hang on to.

The flames crazily eroded Dorag's body, but after everything had passed, Rochen's pupils contracted and narrowed into a stitch.

He clearly saw that the man's body, which had been burned by the flames, had emerged little by little from nothingness and had eventually become complete.

He didn't get hurt in the slightest!

Fireball, it doesn't work at all!