While Loya was talking with the Warring States, Tony, who hadn't slept, ushered in two unknown enemies on the coast far from the rapeseed town.
"what!"
"who!"
"over there!"
Sudden shouts broke the tranquility of the coast, and Tony stood up from the deck and clenched the bone **** around his waist. His eyes narrowed slightly, a flash of dangerous red light flickered, and quickly disappeared.
"That guy ... looks pretty strong."
Soon a soldier came to report to him.
"Sir Tony, someone broke into prison and rescued Drake!"
Although the opponent was wearing a worn out recruit uniform, Loya gave Tony command before leaving, and the soldiers naturally dared not violate. Moreover, the strength of the other side also became the trust of the soldiers.
"Drake? ... Okay, you have to hurry to help the wounded, and the other side has me to deal with it!" Tony began to arrange, he did not let the soldiers stop the other side's rescue operation, because the distance from Zefa It's too close.
It can make him feel the threat, once it is started, it is difficult to ensure the safety of these warships.
"Yes!"
The soldier answered loudly, then hurried away.
Waiting for a while, seeing that Drake's figure in his sight had turned into a little black spot, Tony stepped down the deck step by step.
"Let's run, run as you like ... prey that won't run away, hunting is meaningless!"
...
In the distance, Jones, who maintained the shape of a black king snake, resisted the urge to throw the **** away from his back, and hurriedly ran towards the Cannibal Island in the curse of Drake.
Next to him, Crockdal, in a black bucket, murmured, always feeling like he had made a wrong decision.
No matter where it is placed, a crew who dares to threaten the captain is not a pleasant existence. In addition, the captain still resisted silently, which made him have to wonder if the other party had any special hobbies.
After running for a long time, feeling that there was no chaser behind him, Jones threw Drake on the sand pile, and unceremoniously twisted up the opponent's collar: "Lao Tzu said to you, it is OK! You crooked me, I really left you here! "
"Just throw it, I know you want me to die!" Drake looked at the expression of the truth and hummed on the sand: "Let me block for a while, but one block is one day! That's Qiwuhai Moonlight Moria! If you want me to die, just say, I'll wipe my neck right now! Give me these insidious tricks! "
"S ... I'm so angry!"
"You fight! You can kill me if you can!"
Looking at the two intimately interacting in front of him, a strange look appeared on the calm dead face of Cockdal.
"Two people, the 'relationship' is really good!"
"Which of your eyes sees us well!" * 2
The two stared at each other and continued to growl: "Asshole, don't learn to talk to me!"
Still * 2 ...
Slap!
Clochdal pulled out a cigar from his pocket and lit it silently. After taking a breath, he found that because he was already a dead person, the aroma of the fragrant cigar in the past could not be felt at all.
Even the burning sensation that had been in the throat after the smoke had disappeared, and the cigar smoking could no longer be found.
Looking at the cigar pinched between his fingers, Crockdal sighed slightly.
"What's your sigh!" * 2 ...
"I said, you're going to be troubled, and the chase behind should come and solve it!" Cockdal pointed the cigar to the opposite dune: "So obvious killing intention, shouldn't you not feel Right? "
"Ok?"
Jones released his hand and stood up, looking in the direction of his fingers. Seeing the color domineering rapidly unfolded, a mass of scarlet blood filled his perception instantly. That unabashed murderous intention, even in the most dangerous beast, he had never felt it.
"Here is a big guy!"
After licking the corner of his mouth, Jones looked dignified and said to Crocker Dahl behind him, "Take him first, and I will catch up soon."
Although he was given a frozen and other ability by Loya, it was only a day after Crockdal had gained this power and he could not exert it well. In the face of the guy who can keep Jones on guard, his stay will only be a burden.
When did I become so weak?
Crockdal sighed and pulled Drake, who was lying dead on the ground, and ran silently towards the cannibal island in the distance.
"Want to run?"
After the sand dunes, through the vitality perception of Titan's blood, he could clearly understand the situation here. Tony grasped the sword in his hand and suddenly slammed upward.
"Leave me!"
"One flow, eight cuts, eight thousand breaks!"
嗤 ...... 唰 唰 唰!
One sword is thousand swords, so it is eight thousand!
This is the powerful skills that Tony combined with the kendo knowledge that Shanks gave him, and his own experience. Obviously it was a fluttering sword, but suddenly a countless gray and white sword shot out in anger, pointing at the two who fled in the distance.
Looking at the tall dunes that were easily cut open, it seemed as if the hot red knife met butter. Jones knew that the destructive power of this sword was definitely not blocked by the two men over there.
"Huh! You have to look at the owner when you hit the dog. Why don't you give me face?"
"Who the **** are you talking about dogs!" * 2 ...
As Jones' voice fell, his left hand suddenly began to change. The scaly arm inflated suddenly, rounding like a balloon. The black scales turned into turquoise in the blink of an eye, and quickly became large. From the size of the previous fingernails, it became a large palm-like substance.
"That's ... a turtle shell?"
Looking at what emerged from Jones's hand, Tony blinked and smiled: "Is the fruit-capable person right? But just a turtle shell wants to block my attack, you too ... what! "
Tony's words weren't finished, and the continuous sword slamming on the turtle's shell. Then, the raspy, rattling noises kept coming out, and Jones lifted the turtle shell against his chest with one hand, and let the sword gas strike a bright spark on the turtle shell.
And he has never even stepped back!
When the sword energy finally cleared away ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Jones looked up from behind the turtle shell and smiled at Tony: "What did you just say? Too noisy, I didn't hear ..."
Too noisy I didn't hear ...
Tony was distorted by this angry face, and his powerful killing was blocked by others, and the other party felt too noisy!
I can't stand it, I can't stand it!
Immediately a step forward, he came to the side of Jones with a shave, and the long knife in his hand severed at Jones' head.
Ding!
Tony's ability to use the high-speed movement of shaving was not beyond Jones's expectations. After all, looking at the other person's dress, he knew that he was a Navy. So he raised the turtle's shell in his hand and blocked it on his head.
The strong shock numbed Tony Tiger's mouth, but looking at the turtle shell, there was not even a white mark left there!
Facing this scene, Tony twitched his lips, retracted the knife and pulled away: "Really, turtle shell!"