One Piece I am Katakuri

Looking at the bluestone steps, he didn't move on, but stopped and thought: it's the steps here, which must be built by manpower. What is artificial? It seems that you can only get the answer once you find the owner!"

After descending the steps, the passage behind them closed again. There are no patterns on the left and right cave walls. I don't know what to do when I'm out.

He hadn't gone far before he felt a flower in front of him, and a gray shadow hung over it. He tilted his head, avoided him, turned his head, saw only a gray afterimage, and then felt the wind rush towards his head.

Chu Yunfeng is going to go?

In the darkness, he wielded his sword.

Screaming, feeling a fierce struggle through the dagger. Turning around, he suddenly felt numb and almost threw him up.

The shade of gray is a human head with long white hair. The dagger pierced his forehead, spat out a pair of pale eyes, nostrils, opened his bleeding mouth, and exposed his teeth, and spat out black fishy fluid every time he spat out a mouthful of nausea.

Is there such a disgusting thing in the world?

Katakuri covered his nose and twisted it violently, thinning his head. The rotten watermelon fell to the ground and turned into a black pool.

Chu Yunfeng was about to find something to wipe the sword when I heard a shrill sound coming from the cave, getting closer and closer.

He was afraid, he knew that there were many people there, and he hurried back to the steps to avoid suffering from the enemy. What he didn't expect was that a dozen or so rushing heads did not immediately attack him, but rushed the night saliva on the ground.

Finally he couldn't help but vomit. No need to vomit twice and someone threw his head at him.

It's another disgusting fight.

Katakuri is not afraid of speed, he is afraid of volume. Despite the small speed of the head, the power is small, which is not difficult for Katakuri. It turned out that he was naturally big, which was not good for ordinary people, but after fighting with Wu Yi, he knew that his strength was not worth mentioning.

Looking at the rotten meat and worms coming in and out, Chestnut was amazed and vomited everything overnight.

Even though it was a human thing, he never made Katakuri think that he was human, or should have been, human. His head was covered with white hair, his dead fish-like eyes bulged, his mouth open, and from time to time he made a surprising hollowing sound, which made Katakuri's hair and bones even more shocking.

What kind of monster is this?

Katakuri just had sweaty palms, his eyes stared at him, and he didn't blink - even though he was already 10,000, he didn't want to look at him, no matter what ugly things he looked at, he didn't want to look at them again - for fear that he would suddenly attack, and not to fight without a complete psychological reaction.

For a while, he went through all the skills and things at his disposal, just waiting to beckon and then determining if he had any coping options!

At this moment, he just felt that he had ushered in the hardest battle of his life!

Oddly enough, it's completely impossible to remember how he ended up destroying this.

As for how long the battle lasted, he was not at all impressed. I was feeling a little sore and weak all over the place, and I had a lot of disgusting saliva on my body. Fortunately, there are no yellow insects. I think it's because he has something to say. The flesh on his body was cut off.

When the flames were completely extinguished, he ran wildly. Wherever I'm going to run, no matter what's around, I'm going to crash into a monster's lair, I just want to get as far away from this ghost place as possible, it's better to find it early and leave safely, never come here again.

Maybe an hour or two. In any case, Katakuri was so confused and unimpressed that he hit a fork on the road and stopped.

The three tests, first a fight, then a game of chess, and then the choice of the door of life and death, are really related to the vulnerability.

Katakuri didn't even think about it, but chose the left flank.

The practice of the sword is the will, and the basis of perception is the will. The stronger the will, the stronger the perception. _

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