People are pirates, watch Roger's execution at the beginning

However, there is no waiting for Redfield to be proud for a moment.

Amidst his ugly face, the blood holes were rapidly pulling out granulation.

In just a moment of breathing, white and tender skin regrown on the bloody arm, and the armed color quickly covered it, and it was even worse than before.

"..."

Redfield's complexion gradually darkened, his eyes fixed on Atlas whose feet were off the ground, and the bat umbrella in his hand fell to the ground.

A sense of powerlessness rose in my heart.

This guy... what the hell is it! !

Not to be outdone, Atlas glared at Redfield unabashedly with fierce eyes, slowly raised the corners of his lips, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face.

"Hooah...hooah..."

Doflamingo put his hands in his pockets and kept kicking forward.

Then he walked towards Smoker who was lying on the ground unsteadily, with steps that he didn't recognize his relatives, breathing heavily.

Obviously, the continuous high outbreak is also a big burden for him.

After finally breaking up the three of them, first crush this soft persimmon! !

Crackling——! ! !

Arcs and thunder intertwined, making a howling sound like a thousand birds singing together.

"Have you... been kicked by lightning?"

If you haven't seen him, hear his voice first.

A strong burnt smell pierced into the nostrils, before Doflamingo could react.

A thick leg whip slammed on his face so hard.

The cheeks sunken rapidly, and the cheekbones seemed to be slightly shifted.

Under this force, the whole body was directly blown out.

Bang Bang Bang! ! !

After crashing through several buildings in a row, smoke and dust rolled on the ground, enveloping Doflamingo's body, making it difficult to see clearly with the naked eye.

"Hello! Are you all right, Smoker?"

After confirming safety, Enilu turned his head and asked Smoker, who was slowly getting up from the ground.

"Pooh--!!!"

Smoker spit out a mouthful of blood on the ground, and lay down on the ground with some calcium objects.

Wiped it vigorously, and looked vigilantly at the direction where Doflamingo disappeared, "Don't worry, I won't die yet."

"Be careful, this guy's fruit ability may have awakened."

Cyrus also dragged the broadsword to the ground with his right hand, and said with a dignified expression.

There seems to be something wrong with this guy's mental state!

And the kind of silk thread that suddenly emerges from the ground seems to be difficult to do, right?

It was only for a moment, but Cyrus saw it clearly.

What knocked him flying was a white silk whip! !

"What's his condition now?"

Cyrus turned his head to look at Enel next to him.

Among the three, only Enilo is the most knowledgeable.

The overall strength is also irrefutable first, and the reference opinions are naturally the most pertinent.

"There is no damage to the breath. It seems that the protection has been prepared in advance. Be careful, this guy is not weak."

Thunder and lightning surged all over Enilo's body, and deafening roars continued to come from his body.

Although he gave Doflamingo a solid slap in the face just now, this guy should have prepared protection in advance, and he didn't suffer too much injury at all.

really.

"嗈嗈嗈嗈!!!"

Hey!

clatter!Da da!

With the crisp sound of heels stepping on the ground, a tall figure emerged from the dust.

Doflamingo still had his hands in his pockets.

The legs woven with white silk thread are wearing aggressive tights, and a pair of black leather shoes are under unreal feet.

This guy... has an extraordinary obsession with intact limbs!

"Bouncing the thread!!"

Seeing the three people who were waiting in full battle, Doflamingo gave a terrified smile, raised his index finger, and flicked it.

The thin thread created by the fingertips was fired at high speed like an unloaded bullet, whistling in the air and flew towards the three of them respectively.

Whoosh-! !

"Bai Man!!"

"Rice Wife!!"

"Slash with one knife!!"

The three of them shouted loudly, each showing their magical powers.

All of a sudden, smoke, lightning, and slashes gushed out all at once, submerging the powerful bullet wire in an instant, turning into soft fragments and falling on the ground.

"The thunderous fruit, the ability that has not appeared in the sea for 800 years, 咈咈咈咈咈!!"

Doflamingo looked at the gray elastic thread, his eyes cast a shadow, "The unprecedented chaos is coming!!"

"Is it the navy or the pirates who will have the last laugh?!"

He opened his arms, laughing almost nervously.

"Super Strike... Whip Whip!!!"

While talking, Doflamingo did not know when he was extremely close to the three of them.

And this distance...just enough to maximize the power of [Super Strike Whip]! !

Dozens of almost transparent silk threads were entangled together, forming a pillar like a thick hair, extending towards the direction of the three of them.

"! There are armed colors on it!!"

Enilu's pupils shrank, and he instantly realized something was wrong.

Although the amount of armed color is not much, it has taken care of every silk thread! !

The insidiousness of this guy is too terrifying! !

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Bang Bang Bang! ! !

the other side.

The smoke and dust scattered in all directions, and the dull sound was endless.

Atlas kept bombarding Redfield with his fists, and the bat-shaped umbrella tip precisely resisted every force point.

The speed of both of them is about the same, and even the speed of Atlas is a bit faster.

And the speed of Redfield's stabbing is always so silent and weird, and he can always quickly see the weak point of Atlas's power.

Although in the eyes of other bystanders, it is obvious that Atlas has been pressing down on the opponent.

But Atlas is very clear that the old guy's shooting skills always make him feel uncomfortable just right.

Really worthy of being an old pirate who can be compared to Whitebeard and Roger by only one person!

Although the two have their own strengths in knowledge and knowledge, Redfield prefers mind reading, which seems to be just a supplementary tasteless ability, and in the state of Atlas consciously restraining his mind, even his superficial thoughts cannot be obtained .

But this old guy's knowledgeable look seems to be able to read the memory in the muscles, and the strength of every muscle fiber seems to always be noticed.

This is completely different from the knowledgeable domineering who foresees the future.

Because there are many possibilities to predict the future, and the future is constantly changing!

And Redfield's natural domineering nature is a little stronger than foreseeing the future.

Domineering collisions are always fierce, and both of them are people standing at the top of the sea.

In terms of domineering quality and skills, there is not much difference at all.

As for the quantity...

Just maybe.

However, at this time, Redfield almost vomited blood with anger.

boom!

Another collision.

But it wasn't the collision of the spear point and the fist.

It's the intimate contact between the legs and the waist.

Redfield only felt a sore feeling, and his waist and side were cold, and the severe pain almost made him unable to maintain his evil smile.

"What the hell are you guys? Why did your injuries recover so quickly!"

From the beginning of the war to the present.

He pierced no less than dozens of blood holes in the navy opposite.

This guy is completely desperate to play, except that his whole body is covered with a layer of armed color.

None of the moves are biased towards defense.

But after a set, this guy's clothes are only slightly damaged.

Not even a piece of skin was scratched! !

On the other hand, Redfield himself, in addition to the continuously sunken wound, also has countless footprints on his body.

How embarrassing and embarrassing it is! !

when--!

Atlas hit Redfield's bat umbrella with a punch, and a wave of air burst out, surging in all directions. The huge force caused a thick puff of smoke to rush out from the soles of the old guy's feet.

"Of course it's the navy that took your life!" Atlas gritted his teeth.

That being said, he has been hammering for so long, and the damage he can do to Redfield is always limited.

This guy can always avoid the vital points just right every time.

Although a little embarrassed, the strength is well preserved.

He drew back and retreated, slightly out of the attack range of Atlas' long legs.

Flip your wrist over, hold the front of the umbrella handle and push it forward, so that the tip pierces the Atlas.

"Hey!"

Atlas smiled, and the cloth around his waist immediately unsheathed.

The bright silver knife light flashed, and the bloody slash was surging!

when--! ! !

The crisp sound of impact sounded

The smoke and dust stirred up, and the energy overflowed.

Countless slashes cut towards the ground, and the Baijiu, which was already full of holes, was instantly plowed into dozens of deep ravines.