Pirate's Swamp Fruit

178 Death of Cracker (1)

In the fierce battlefield, the battle between the two tall figures was the most eye-catching. In another blow with swords, the air waves created by the terrifying force caused the surrounding fighters to back away in shock and stare sideways.

"What a terrible battle"

"Is this the showdown between the Shichibukai and Shosei?"

"Lord Cracker will definitely win. How can the little Shichibukai defeat the most powerful general under the Four Emperors, Lord Cracker? Just wait, your captain Wilder will start to decline soon." Hahaha, go to hell.”

And the situation of the battle seemed to be true, Cracker put away his smirk, and his whole body began to emit a cold breath.

"I admit that you are already qualified to fight me, but this is just the beginning. Do you think your strange sword can withstand my attack next?"

Krick raised the double-edged sword in his hand and looked at Wilder with a gloomy face. Traces of red energy appeared around his sword, more and more, and finally turned into circles surrounding the sword. around the body.

Cracker jerked his head up and gave Wilder a weird smile.

"call"

A breeze blew by, and the cracker disappeared without a sound.

"Sen"

The next moment, his body suddenly appeared in front of Wilder, with a sinister smile on his face, and the sword he held in both hands had already struck Wilder.

So fast

Wilder's eyes fluctuated, and the swamp sword in his hand reflexively raised to block in front of him and above his head.

"Clanging"

"Click"

Two different sounds were made one after another, and the Swamp Sword broke like old rusty iron under this blow.

During the extreme speed, the ferocious smile on Cracker's face became wider, and the momentum of the sword in his hand remained unabated.

Wilder didn't have time to feel the opponent's attack, he moved his feet and quickly left the place.

Afterwards, Cracker did not allow Wilder to condense the Swamp Sword again, and followed him up extremely fast. The long sword surrounded by strange aura continued to slash at Wilder, and the attacks were fierce and fast, like a gust of wind. Moderate showers.

"Jie hahaha, this is not okay. You are going to die. Jie hahaha."

Cracker was slashing while smiling excitedly, his eyes wide open with blood-red threads, and his attacks became more fierce and faster.

"Armed color is above me." Wilder's figure flickered, avoiding the attack, his eyelids drooped slightly, and his mind was spinning rapidly.

Speaking of which, Wilder's swordsmanship is not superb, and it is an unwise move to use swordsmanship and crackers to fight, and it is even a move to be close and reckless.

So

Wilder decided to make a bold move first, for no other reason than because the turtle shell in front of him didn't please his eyes.

Ever since he was threatened by his aunt, he had been holding a breath in his heart. Although he didn't show it on the surface, although Wilde didn't talk much and was not rude, he was also a ruthless person after all.

After dodging another slash.

The power suddenly pulsated rapidly in the body, like an engine pumping water, the power, blood, formed a torrent, and under the control of the return of life, they quickly gathered in one arm.

The next scene looked like it had been infinitely slowed down. After another attack by Cracker was avoided by Wilder, the character suddenly turned around, like a hunter running and jumping, slashing at his prey. Similarly, the hunter thought he was the one hunting, but he didn't expect that the prey suddenly jumped up, came to the hunter and opened its fangs. The suddenness was as if the hunter rushed into the tiger's mouth on his own initiative.

"Big Jiao"

The power accumulated in the arms was like a dam opening its gate at this moment. The water found its outlet and poured out the moment the gate was raised.

The turbulent force struck the unprepared Klijia. The transparent white fist mark entered directly from his chest and passed through his back. A long white transparent pipe stretched out from behind and shot up diagonally into the sky.

The biscuits crumbled, peeled off, and were scattered in the strong fist wind. Cracker's original body no longer had any protection. However, many cracks appeared on the surface of his body, overflowing with blood, but were quickly broken away by the fist wind.

Cracker's pupils opened and closed for a moment. He endured the power in the flash and almost lost consciousness. He spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Wow!" After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Clark's body also lost its autonomy for a moment, and was shot backwards like a cannonball in the terrifying impact of the fist wind.

Armand and the others, who were fighting with other people, could not believe the scene they saw with their own eyes. The picture of the cracker flying upside down seemed to stay in their minds forever, and the bombardment made their heads buzz and their hearts trembled. .

"Brother Cracker"

"How can it be"

Of course, Wilder would not miss this opportunity to take advantage of your illness to kill you, and disappeared from the spot with a movement of his body.

When "Boom" reappeared, he was already next to the fallen body of Cracker. He lifted his feet expressionlessly and fell down.

The shoe prints were imprinted on Cracker's abdomen, and the ground beneath him instantly sunk, forming a circular pit. His body arched under the blow, and blood spurted out.

"Abominable" When the fighting people saw this scene, some of them quickly broke away and rushed towards Wilder. As a result, the pressure on Wilder's men was greatly reduced.

"How dare you do this to Brother Cracker?"

"Death to Wilder"

A group of people rushed around Wilder like a pack of wolves.

Wilder still raised his foot expressionlessly, and when it landed on the ground, it made a dull sound again, and the hole dented a little more. Cracker tried to struggle, but was quickly hit hard by Wilder's kick. Vomiting blood.

Lift your feet and put them down

Lift your feet and put them down

As if seeing everything around him as nothing.

"Go to hell!" Someone finally couldn't help but pounced on him. Wilder had an impression of him. He was one of the triplets and was very powerful.

"Go away." Wilder turned his head, his cold gaze fell on him. As he spat out the word, the swamp surged out and suppressed him instantly.

Under Wilde's control, the swamp seemed to come alive. Even one of the triplets' tall man rushed over with all his strength and kept climbing up his limbs and body, entangled him to death.

Then, a sharp object wrapped in armed domineering energy shot out from Wilder's palm, instantly passing through his body and reaching his heart.

"Uh." One of the triplets looked at Wilder in disbelief. The strength in his body drained away quickly, and he fell softly.

But at this moment, Cracker disappeared from the hole under his feet. Wilder's eyes moved slightly, and he turned his head to look forward.

"Ho ho" Kricker gasped, his eyes were blood red, and he stared at Wilder with a sinister look on his face. His face became hideous due to bleeding and pain.

At this time, some powder began to appear around him, and Cracker smiled sinisterly: "I admit that you are very strong. There are not many people who can break my biscuit general. You are one of them, but you can still break it." how many"

As he said that, he laughed ferociously, raised his hands and gave high fives continuously, "Bah, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang,"

As he high-fived, the powder around him suddenly increased and began to move. Then, cookie generals appeared around him one by one.

Twenty

The same body shape, the same appearance, but the twenty seem densely packed, giving people a visual and imposing pressure. If I really want to describe it, these twenty biscuit generals give people the feeling of despair, unable to resist perseverance.

However, he didn't know this yet, and the clapping action of Crackers hadn't stopped yet. As the clapping sound continued, powder began to appear behind Wilder, on the left, and on the right. The powder movement gathered together, and one cookie after another The general took shape, and all his cold eyes fell on General Wilder.

Eighty giant biscuit generals surrounded Wilder.

The scene looked like eighty armed men preparing to beat up first-grade pupils.

"How many can you defeat?" Cracker stood between General Biscuit with a knife in his hand. The sizzling electric current shone on his braids and looked at Wilder with a sneer.

This is a behavior that is afraid of pain.

Wilder knows, and he also knows, that this is a very unreasonable ability. Why these biscuits are so hard is impossible to figure out. After all, everything in this world itself is unreasonable.

It takes too much physical energy to completely break a biscuit, and if there are more than eighty, even if Wilder is standing and beating him, he will probably have to break his strength to finish it. What's more, these biscuit generals are not immobile turtles.

Not to mention these things, even if the biscuits are all gone, I am afraid that it will never be finished. After all, the cracker can still make more.

So reckless

nonexistent.

Being good at discovering and using the most appropriate way to deal with all kinds of weirdness in battle is a compulsory course for a strong man, and there is no hope for recklessness. The best way to deal with this kind of enemy who obviously uses abnormal cheats to fight is actually very simple.

Open a plug-in, use the plug-in to play the plug-in.

The ability of the swamp monster is very suitable, and it also belongs to the category of cheating. Unfortunately, it is immature, so it can be ruled out.

Then he could only use himself as a cheat. A flash of light passed under Wilder's slightly lowered eyes.

"Boom!" Eighty biscuit generals moved their eighty giant swords at the same time and struck at the tiny figure in the middle. The power and the attack brought by the eighty giant swords were enough to make anyone disabled or even die. Just the process of swinging the swords brought The smoke and dust raised have already shrouded the surroundings. Once it is chopped down, the momentum can be imagined.

The blades of the eighty giant swords revealed a cold edge, and the edges were like eighty threads, covering Wilder from all directions.

"boom"

The violent hurricane rushed from the spot for no reason, and the air was squeezed out by the sudden appearance of the giant, forming a short-term vacuum.

The air torrent caused by the vacuum spread out to the surroundings, and invisible air waves swept across the small battlefield around.

The turbulent swamp is surging crazily. In the constant superposition, secretion, superposition, secretion, Wilder's vision is also constantly rising.

It's a long story, but in fact it was only a moment. The eighty giant swords had not yet fallen, but the attack seemed to have stopped. Then, suddenly, a hurricane suddenly appeared, and a huge thing suddenly appeared, directly pushing open all those surrounding General Wilder Biscuit. Without any resistance, the eighty biscuit generals were thrown out in a mess.

"What is this?" Keliqia put his hands in front of his forehead to block the oncoming violent hurricane, looking at this huge monster that suddenly appeared in disbelief.

The wind subsided, and the entire battlefield became extremely quiet. Everyone stood there dumbfounded, shock engraved on their faces, their eyes widened, looking at the huge figure standing between the sky and the earth, their throats seemed to be stuck by something for a moment, I couldn't speak, and even breathing became difficult.

A black-gray, huge sticky humanoid creature made entirely of swamps stood in the middle of the battlefield, and everyone was as small as bugs under this behemoth.

Even the eighty biscuit generals looked like bugs one size bigger at the moment.

Truly covering the sky and the sun, the shadow cast by the figure of the "giant" directly covered everyone, everyone opened their mouths wide, and there was a sound of "cracking" as if something was stuck in their mouths, a shock rose from the bottom of their hearts Unable to vent out.

With a height of meters, a thick and huge body, without a single piece of scales, but it gives people an irresistible sense of suffocation.

This is

giant general

Not against the crackers, but compared to the Giant General, General Biscuit is really the younger brother.

Cracker vainly tried to defeat Wilder with his perverted cheating ability, and Wilder had no choice but to deal with him in his own way.

The tall body moved, and inadvertently, a little swamp fell from the body.

Of course, this point is just what it looks like. In fact, it is hitting the ground at a terrifying range and speed.

General Biscuit stood up again, but before he could make the next move, he found that the top of his head was pressed down by a deeper shadow.

"bang"

The swamp fell down, causing smoke and dust to fly on the ground. Under the force of the impact, the swamp rose up and spread outward like a stone thrown into the water.

General Biscuit was directly slapped in the face by the swamp, and his actions were suppressed by the thick swamp.

Wilder's body is hidden on top of the huge Swamp General, but the entire huge body moves with his movements

When everyone was stunned, Wilder finally made a real move. The huge swamp general slowly raised his hand, spread his fingers, and his eyes were already squinting at the fifteen cookies clustered together, and then

"Boom!" The huge palm suddenly shot down. Just the air pressure and air flow during the falling process were huge.

Cracker's face was gloomy, and the fifteen biscuit generals all raised their heads, raised their swords, and struck hard.

"Huh"

The thick swamp palms pressed directly into the ground to a depth of three meters without any pressure. The fifteen biscuit generals had no resistance and turned into biscuits completely. Can't afford it.

Oh, no, at least fifteen scratches appeared on the palm of the thick palm transformed from the swamp for a moment, and then it returned to its original state.