Chapter 427 How to do it
Chapter 427 How to do it
"Mr. Harut is really amazing..."
Panting heavily, Brook looked at Harut who was going away, with an expression of admiration on his face.
Although the time described above was long, in fact, the real time was more than [-] seconds, but Harut suddenly broke out and suppressed the opponent.
Brook, who possesses strong strength, knows that the combat power that the two of them actually exploded in that short period of time is extremely amazing!
In terms of the fighting speed alone, he almost couldn't see their fighting process clearly!
"But...is he actually hiding so much strength?"
When he came back to his senses, he looked at Zombie Ryoma and Sauron who was confronting him. Although the "remnant of the power of the underworld" that ran to him did not improve his strength qualitatively, it still made him His soul strengthened a little invisibly.
And it was just such a little that made his senses sharper.
In his swordsman's intuition, Zombie Ryoma was bursting with high fighting intent at this moment, and that sword-like aura was even more shocking, as if he was facing a sharp famous knife.
However, his opponent did not show any weakness, and Brook had to look sideways at the fierce aura on his body.
powerful!
Dangdang!
All of a sudden, the two swordsmen moved suddenly and rushed towards each other. The knives in their hands waved at an extremely fast frequency, turning into streaks of icy cold light, and sparks flashed when they collided.
Swish!
Suddenly, the zombie dragon horse stabbed in the air, and a purple sword energy shot out immediately, directly hitting Sauron's face. Judging from his appearance, it was obvious that he could send and receive freely, and this kind of slash did not cause him too much burden.
On the side of Sauron's head, he avoided the arrow-like sword energy.
"Your sword energy is also very special..."
Along with the battle, Sauron felt his blood start to boil, and he enjoyed the process of fighting with powerful swordsmen very much.
This...is the only way for an outstanding swordsman to grow.
It's...a pleasure!
Swish!
As soon as the words fell, more passionate fighting intent appeared in his eyes, and he rushed forward again.
……
inside the room.
Clive's expression was very ugly at the moment, but he was somewhat shocked.
This guy... so strong!
At this moment, Clive is completely a muscular giant, and the strength of a single arm is definitely more than one ton.
Coupled with the power of the Locking Fist, he has a lot of confidence even against the so-called Pirate Supernova or Rear Admiral, but now he is stopped by the Black Foot!
What's going on!
Clive's mood was very complicated.
He's not someone who doesn't know anything about the Straw Hats. On the contrary, he knows a lot about everyone in the Straw Hats.
This black foot, who has only been in Dawei Hangda for only a few months, can be said to be a complete novice.
However, the combat power he displayed at this moment is definitely not as simple as just defeating CP9 and surpassing 500 power!
Although it is not clear what the high-level combat power of CP9 is, Clive at the moment is very clear that this black foot is definitely one of the top combat powers on their ship!
He, I'm afraid he has reached the level of over [-] million!
"Damn... I had already overestimated this pirate group as much as possible, but I didn't expect it to be a bit underestimated."
a sea of nine
There are four pirate groups with a combat power of over [-] million. This kind of pirate group is rare in the world except for the new world.
In their original expectation, even if they faced the Straw Hats head-on, what they would have to face would be three capable fighters, but they were still slapped in the face.
However, when he thought that Nicole Robin had been poisoned, a faint smile appeared on his face again.
In any case, their biggest goal of this trip has been achieved, and the rest is just to get out of here.
Fighting... is secondary now, no matter how difficult the Straw Hats are, he doesn't need to fight recklessly.
Thinking in his heart, he suddenly looked at Sanji, with a smile on his face, and said, "Actually, you don't have the certainty of winning against me, do you? You can't break through my air lock fist, and it's just a waste of time to fight any further." That's all."
While speaking, he also slowly paced up and down, trying to find a way to get out quickly.
Time is running out.
Although the profound meaning of the air lock fist is very powerful and can bring out the strongest state of the user, but this does not mean that this state can be maintained for a long time.
As he said earlier, Locking Qi Fist is more focused on "self-cultivation". Although it can be used for fighting, he is not as good as Violent Qi Fist in terms of explosive power alone.
Although he only used his intact body for a few minutes, it was already reaching its limit.
For those guys who have cultivated the Qi Locking Fist to the extreme, it is no problem to maintain it for half an hour, but Clive is not such a person.
For him, maintaining this kind of mystery for 10 minutes is the limit, and any more will "break the power".
At that time, he will have some troubles if he wants to rebuild it.
Moreover, once the power is broken, it will also cause huge damage to him.
However, Clive is also aware of the current situation, the man in front of him is not easy to deal with, if he really wants to release his "strongest state", I am afraid that this man will rush up and kick him!
This thought shocked Clive, but he knew it was reality!
With the passage of time, for normal people, the power should have gradually decreased, but the power of the black foot in front of him is getting stronger and stronger.
But now, this power is almost berserk!
If he hadn't been good at locking the air, I'm afraid he would have been kicked more than a dozen times.
"call……"
Breathing out a puff of smoke, Sanji nodded, "It's true that too much time wasted..."
He closed his eyes slightly, and when he thought that Robin was still on the verge of death, and the murderer who caused all this was still in front of him, a sudden surge of anger surged into his heart, and the rage was burning, as if he wanted to burn him too .
As soon as he thought of this, the muscles in his feet tensed up.
One step on the ground.
Bang!
Swish swish!
He spun violently, his right foot turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, emitting astonishing heat, like steel under high temperature!
"what!?"
Clive's eyeballs nearly popped out.
This kind of heat, this kind of temperature, is this... a phenomenon that will appear on people?
This is not scientific!
He has practiced the air lock boxing for so many years, but he has only touched the edge of the friction of the air to generate heat.
But... how do human feet withstand this heat?
How did he maintain it?
A series of questions flooded Clive's head in an instant.
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