Pirate Explosion Art

Picking up the devil fruit, fluctuations appeared in Ye Chen's eyes for the first time.

But at this moment, the sky vibrated, and a force of collapse rushed towards the high ground of the king, making everyone's fur explode.

"Boom Rumble"

All collapsed, the entire King's Highland was spread by cracks, gradually torn, and began to collapse.

Like an earthquake, the wind and sand all over the sky spread around.

Everyone, all flew into the air and avoided to the side.

"bang bang"

At the same time, from far to near, the sound of loud and shocking footsteps gradually became clear.

What caught everyone's eyes was a tall figure. Slowly, one figure after another appeared next to this tall figure.

A suppressed abyssal atmosphere weighed heavily on everyone's shoulders.

The strong wind swept away, blowing away the endless wind and sand, and the three parties stood on one side, each with different expressions.

"嗈嗈"

With his whole body on guard, Doflamingo looked at the figure on the left with his scalp numb, with a look of apprehension on his face.

"White beard."

"Diamond Joz."

"Foil Bista."

One big person after another appeared in everyone's eyes.

"boom!"

The juvenile knife fell heavily on the ground, and the white beard stepped forward, looking directly at Ye Chen, his eyes were full of calm, but under the calm eyes, there was a huge storm.

Doflamingo next to him was ignored.

"As soon as the battle started, Becky and Xiaohuo left and sent the fruit back to the kingdom of heaven. Everyone else can practice their hands without fighting hard. The purpose this time is only for the devil fruit."

Under the frozen atmosphere of the scene, Ye Chen's voice sounded in the ears of Becky and the others, but after careful observation, it was found that Ye Chen's lips did not move at all, and it looked like Ye Chen's voice could be heard, Only Becky et al.

And during the riot earlier, Ye Chen gave the fruit to Becky, who is now in the castle.

"Marco, where are you?"

With a slightly sullen face, the white beard looked at Ye Chen, and evil spirit gradually appeared in his calm eyes.

Stepping forward slowly, Ye Chen walked in front of White Beard, and the two raised each other, and slowly began to fight against each other under the coercion of his neighing.

"died!"

"boom"

As soon as Ye Chen's words fell, a white light flashed across, like a white rainbow; at the same time, a black foot billowing with gunpowder suddenly pierced through.

"Boom Rumble"

The entire sky was torn apart, the storm was violent, forming an inverted leak, filled with dark red thunder, slowly turning.

The tyrannical, domineering, and tyrannical will, as if Mount Tai collapsed, ripped the eardrums together.

The entire surface collapsed directly, and then a shock wave tore out overwhelmingly.

The monstrous hurricane made the surrounding people retreat unstoppably.

In the center, Ye Chen stepped on the juvenile knife, and the smoke and flames filled it continuously, forming a puff of air pressure.

Long hair fluttering, coat fluttering, Ye Chen looked up at the white beard with cold eyes.

The latter clenched his fist with his left hand, covered by a white air mask, and mercilessly pressed down.

Stepping on the juvenile knife with his right foot, Ye Chen had no expression on his face, but also clenched his fist, billowing black smoke erupted, and collided with it.

The time freezes, and in the next second, the landslides and ground cracks, and black cracks are torn apart. Centered on the two of them, a large pit is formed with a radius of [-] meters.

The storm rolled up and slowly subsided. When everything was revealed, the pupils of everyone far away from the center changed slightly.

Looking across the pit, the center is filled with thunder.

The sky is divided into two halves, and the two wills to swallow mountains and rivers collide non-stop, neither will admit defeat, full of tyranny.

One person stands upright, looks down on all things, and is domineering without losing love; one person, who can give up to me, is the only one, full of self and looking down on all beings while being domineering.

Both are as stalwart as a mountain.

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Next, I will bring you a song that hits the street.

I can’t grasp the collection, and I always watch the collection slip away. There are people pushing books everywhere in the world, why can’t I push one of them;

The more frustrated you are, the more brave you are, and the recommendation must be persistent. Everyone who writes a book must see through it, and don't be afraid of pain when writing a book;

Find a group of recommended, highly praised and rewarded people to bid farewell to the street;

An insulting, arrogant, incomprehensible, blind person, came to scar me;