One Piece’s Strongest Ice Dragon

While Loya was negotiating with Sengoku, Tony, who hadn't slept all night, ushered in two unknown enemies on the coast far away from Rapeseed Town.

"what!"

"who!"

"over there!"

The sudden shout broke the tranquility of the coast, and Tony stood up from the deck, holding Bone Lord around his waist. His eyes narrowed slightly, a dangerous red light flickered, and then disappeared quickly.

"That guy... looks strong."

Soon, soldiers came to report to him.

"Lord Tony, someone broke into the prison and rescued Drake!"

Although the other party was only wearing worn-out recruit uniforms, Loya handed over the command to Tony before leaving, and the soldiers naturally did not dare to violate it. Moreover, the opponent's strength can also be trusted by the soldiers.

"Drake?...Understood, you hurry to rescue the wounded, I will deal with the other party!" Tony opened his mouth to arrange, he did not let the soldiers stop the other party's rescue action, because it is far away from Zefa It's a little too close.

It can make him feel the existence of a threat. Once he does it, it will be difficult to guarantee the safety of these warships.

"yes!"

The soldier replied loudly, and then hurried away.

After waiting for a while, seeing that the figure with Drake's back in his sight had turned into a small black spot, Tony walked down the deck step by step.

"Run, run as much as you want... It's no fun hunting prey that won't escape!"

 …

In the distance, Jones, who was in the form of a black king snake, resisted the urge to throw away the bastard on his back, and quickly ran towards the cannibal island while Drake cursed.

Beside him, Crocodile, who was wearing a black hat, murmured silently, always feeling that he seemed to have made a wrong decision.

No matter where it is placed, a crew member who dares to threaten the captain with death is not an attractive existence. Moreover, the captain actually held back silently, which made him wonder if the other party had any special hobbies.

I ran for another half day,

Feeling that there were no pursuers following up behind him, Jones threw Drake on the sand, unceremoniously twisted up the collar of the other party: "I tell you, enough is enough! If you don't talk to me again But I really leave you alone!"

"Throw it, throw it, I knew you wanted me to die!" Drake lay on the sand with a face of seeing the truth, and he groaned: "Let me block it for a while, and it will last a day! That's Shichibukai Moonlight Moriah! If you want me to die, just say so, and I will wipe my neck right away! Stop playing these insidious tricks on me!"

"S...I have a bad temper!"

"Hit and hit! Beat me to death if you have the ability!"

Looking at the two intimately interacting in front of him, Crocodile's calm dead face rarely showed a strange expression.

"The 'relationship' between these two is really good!"

"Which eye of yours sees that we have a good relationship!"*2

The two looked at each other, and continued to roar: "You bastard, don't talk like me!"

Still*2...

Slap!

Crocodile took out a cigar from his pocket and lit it silently. After taking a breath, he found that because he was already a dead person, he could no longer feel the fragrant cigar aroma in the past.

Even the burning sensation that should have disappeared after the smoke entered the throat, and the feeling of smoking cigars can no longer be found before.

Looking at the cigar between his fingers, Crocodile sighed slightly.

"What the hell are you sighing for?" *2...

"I said, if you are making trouble, you should deal with it when the pursuers come!" Crocodile pointed at the opposite sand dune with a cigar: "Such obvious killing intent, you can't feel it Bar?"

"Ok?"

Jones let go of his hand and stood up, looking in the direction of his fingers. Knowledge-colored domineering quickly unfolded, and a cloud of scarlet blood instantly filled his perception. He had never felt the undisguised violent killing intent, even in the most dangerous beasts.

"Here comes a big guy!"

Licking the corner of his mouth, Jones looked solemn, and said to Crocodile behind him: "You take him first, and I will catch up soon."

Although Loya bestowed freezing and other abilities on his body, Crocodile had only acquired this power for a day, and he could not fully utilize it yet. Facing a guy who can keep Jones on guard, his staying will only be a burden.

When did I become so weak?

Crocodile sighed, pulled up Drake who was lying dead on the ground, and ran silently towards the cannibal island in the distance.

"Want to run?"

Behind the sand dunes, through the perception of the vitality of the Titan's bloodline, Tony has clearly detected the situation here. Tony clenched the long sword in his hand, and suddenly raised it fiercely.

"Leave it to me!"

"One knife, eight cuts, eight thousand cuts!"

Chi... Swish Swish Swish!

A knife is a thousand swords, so it is eight thousand!

This is a powerful skill that Tony has acquired by combining the kendo knowledge Shanks gave him and his own experience. It was obviously a light swing of the sword, but suddenly countless gray-white sword energy shot out, pointing directly at the two people who were running away in the distance.

Looking at the tall sand dunes that were easily cut open, it was as if a red-hot knife met butter. Jones knew that the destructive power of these sword qis was definitely not blocked by the two over there.

"Hmph! Beating a dog depends on the owner, so why don't you give me face?"

"Who do you call a dog, bastard!"*2...

As Jones' voice fell, his left hand suddenly began to change. The scaly arm suddenly swelled up, becoming round like a balloon. And the black scales turned into greenish brown in an instant, and quickly grew in size, from the size of a fingernail before, to a substance the size of an ordinary person's palm.

"Is that... a turtle shell?"

Looking at the thing that emerged from Jones' hand, Tony blinked and smiled: "A fruit capable person, right? It's just a turtle shell, and you want to block my attack, you are too... what! "

Before Tony finished speaking, the continuous sword energy clanged on the turtle shell. Then, dense and piercing sounds continued to be heard, and Jones raised the tortoise shell to cover his chest with one hand, allowing the sword energy to strike bright sparks on the tortoise shell.

But he has never even taken a step back!

When the sword energy finally dissipated, Jones raised his head from behind the turtle shell, smiled at Tony, and said, "What did you just say? It was too noisy and I didn't hear it..."

It's so loud I can't hear...

Tony's face was distorted by this sentence, and his powerful killing move was blocked by someone, and the other party thought it was too noisy!

Uncle can bear it, but auntie can't!

Immediately, he stepped forward, slashed to Jones' side with the razor, and slashed off Jones' head with the long knife in his hand.

Ding!

It was not beyond Jones' expectation that Tony would use the high-speed movement skill of shaving, after all, he was a navy from the look of the opponent. So he raised the turtle shell in his hand and blocked it against his head.

The strong shock made Tony's mouth tingle, but looking at the turtle shell, there was not even a white mark left there!

Facing this scene, the corner of Tony's mouth twitched, he retracted his knife and stepped back to distance himself: "It's true, a turtle shell!"