Pirate: Is this swordsman too meaty?

The guests at the venue dispersed like birds and beasts, the ceiling, walls, seats, and walkways were all covered with ice crystals, and ice flowers hung down, making it very cold.

Long Che's shoulders twitched slightly and he laughed, "Do you want my head? Haha, this is the funniest joke I've ever heard. It seems that your life is so smooth that you have forgotten that some of the people in this sea are you.

An existence that cannot be messed with."

The haggard man had a stern face. His name was Couch Blow. He was a bounty hunter and had captured many pirates. He had four or five pirates with bounties worth over 100 million.

One time, while arresting a pirate with a bounty of more than 200 million beli, he was accidentally affected by a bomb and the flames burned most of his face.

Later, he went out of business for a few years, and when he reappeared, he became one of the main leaders of the assassination organization.

Standing in the center of the venue, Blow was covered in cold air. The sound of wind around the venue became stronger and stronger, and the wind and snow roared.

Bullo grinned grimly, half of his burned face looking hideous and ugly, "I'm also just trying to learn what the warriors of that country can do."

As soon as he finished speaking, Buluo waved the black-winged scythe, and traces of ice foam condensed along the scythe handle. The cold air on the scythe blade flew like silk, "Cut in a round dance, cut off!"

The black-winged scythe in Bullo's hand fell heavily, and the cold mist of the scythe cut through the air. Where it fell, the moisture in the air froze and exploded, growing countless sharp ice spikes. A gorgeous slash dragged the crescent ice.

Mo swept toward Long Che.

Long Che smiled contemptuously, raised his hand and smashed the ice foam into pieces. Suddenly, ice crystals fell all over the sky, flying in the air.

Bullo's face was slightly cold, and he glanced at his companions. The black cloaks were holding sickles in both hands, and their legs exploded with strength, and they dived to kill them close to the ground.

More than a dozen men in black cloaks rushed at the same time, surrounding Long Che and making it airtight.

Long Che spread his arms and remained motionless, letting the opponent's sickle slash at his face, limbs, and chest.

Just a "clang" sound was heard, and the huge sickle blade seemed to hit a copper wall. The shock made the palms of the black cloaks go numb, and traces of cracks appeared on the sickle.

Click——!

The sickle broke in response, and the eyelids of the black cloaks trembled, "No use of domineering?! This guy's body...!"

Suddenly, a chilling chill shot up from the tailbone to the neck, and the black cloaks quickly moved away.

But when he ran slowly, he was grabbed by Long Che's stretched out hand and pulled. Amidst the screams, the black cloak was torn in half, and blood rained all over the sky.

The rest of the people were so frightened that their scalps were numb, their hands holding the sickles were trembling slightly, and several of them had begun to give up.

Bu Luo's face was gloomy, and streaks of cold air turned into ice cones and shot at Long Che. He pointed his toes and walked straight towards Long Che. He swung the sickle in his hand to tear the air, and slashed down from top to bottom.

Long Che raised his eyes, grabbed the fallen sickle with his right hand, and gently squeezed it in. The sickle broke into pieces with a click.

Blow's face was uncertain, and he was about to pull away when a hand quickly came out and grabbed Blow's throat.

But Buluo was not at all horrified, but instead smiled evilly, "You are careless, Crimson Warrior!"

He held Long Che's wrist tightly with both hands, and cold air suddenly spurted out, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and ice crystal snow foam spread along Long Che's arm, eroding continuously.

"Huh?"

Long Che narrowed his eyes, and the cold air that spread seemed to be blocked by mountains when going south, and could no longer invade forward.

"How is that possible?"

Seeing the cold air retreating back, Bullo's eyes widened with disbelief on his face.

Long Che's eyes flashed red, and he exerted a slight force on his palms. Bu Luo was pinched until his face turned purple. He suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, "Sorton!"

Suddenly, a huge fist violently blasted through the door of the auction venue. A wave of transparent air instantly dispersed the cold air, shattered the seats in the venue, and hit Long Che hard.

Long Che was rooted to the ground, his expression did not change at all, but he was still pushed ten meters away by brute force, and two furrows were plowed out in the center of the venue.

"Companion?"

Long Che glanced at Buluo and saw that the other party was trying to escape in elemental form. He locked the opponent with his domineering palms, and with a click, broke Buluo's neck.

He threw the body aside casually and looked at the huge fist in front of him that had just opened, with five fingers made of thick black rock and mud, which was more than half the size of the venue.

Immediately, there was a snap, and the palm of the hand clasped against the ceiling of the venue, seeming to be lifted upwards with force. The entire ceiling shook violently, cracks spread to all sides, and large pieces of gravel and wood fell down, followed by a roar.

There was an explosion, and the entire ceiling was violently lifted open.

The CP agents nimbly avoided the falling rocks and used their moon steps to quickly escape from the gap.

At this moment, the hazy skylight pours down, and a huge rock head is crisscrossed with ravines, and its eyes the size of a fountain flip up and down, and finally it is fixed on Bullo's body.

"Blow!"

The hoarse voice seemed to fall from the sky, and the panic was like thunder, causing people who were running away on the Romandy tree passage to bleed from their ears and noses, covering their heads with painful expressions on their faces.

The rock giant Thorton looked up to the sky and roared angrily. His majestic body was like a mountain shaking the ground. The earth trembled, the leaves rustled and fell. The big blue-feathered bird with a sharp beak nesting in the canopy of the tree was frightened and flew around, screaming sadly.

"What is that...!"

The people on the block were so frightened that their faces were as pale as paper, their bodies were cold, and they collapsed to the ground in despair.

At this moment, the earth seemed to come alive, squirming and bringing the houses together towards Thornton. Thornton's body continued to rise, reaching one thousand meters in an instant.

"Is it you? Crimson Warrior!"

Thornton looked down at Long Che, who was the size of a rice grain. His eyes were bloodshot. He raised his fist the size of a meteorite and dragged the light and fire down.

This unparalleled overwhelming force had not even reached Long Che before the violent air pressure shattered the floor beneath his feet, causing Long Che's robes to flutter wildly.

Seeing the powerful fists of the mountains pressing down, Long Che unsheathed his long sword, a deep black light suddenly appeared, and a black slash roared out with the roar of a dragon.

In an instant, a black line appeared on Thornton's mountain punch, and a trace of black mist strangely emerged from the black line. Then there was a loud bang, and a large number of arcs burst out, like the dawn of the night.

The light of the spark instantly amplifies!

Seeing that his entire arm was out of control, Thornton's pupils shrank, "This guy...!"

Long Che jumped up high, stepped on the fallen arm, put the blood into the scabbard, and immediately ran quickly.

As a towering giant, the most annoying thing is bugs jumping around on his body. Thornton's eyes were gloomy, and he used his other hand to whip up a strong wind and slap Long Che.

Long Che narrowed his eyes, sped up his feet, moved in a Z-shape like a rainbow, violently smashed the rocks under his feet, and decisively hit the falling meteorite fist.

Bang——!

The giant rock fist the size of a town was smashed into pieces by Long Chesheng. A network of cracks covered the entire fist. A large amount of dust and smoke spewed out from the cracks, like a death blade, quickly spreading towards Thornton's arm.

Thorton's expression changed drastically...!!