Super Space Trading Group

'boom…

That Whitebeard took a deep breath, and after mixing his own breath, he charged towards the other side. The fists of the two people collided together, and each other's arms couldn't bear the impact, and the two quickly separated.

They squeezed their arms, gasped heavily, and stared at each other with half-smiles.

"The dirt river cart!"

"Shake fist!"

Immediately afterwards, the two made moves at the same time. Whitebeard edged out a little better, sabotaging the attack of the dead handle. Taking advantage of the situation, he transmitted the strength of his arm to the opponent's body, and unexpectedly knocked the opponent back several steps.

"Huh...a bit interesting, but the strength is still not enough!""

The dead handle wooden hanging rubbed his chest and stood up straight. He casually snapped his fingers, and countless stone pillars instantly formed around the Whitebeard.

"Damn..."

No matter how Whitebeard hit those stone pillars, it would have no effect.

On the other hand, the dead handle wooden hanger wrapped his hands in front of him and looked at each other through the gap with a half-smile. He hooked his finger, mockery written all over his face.

"Calm down, there will be a way~||!"

Whitebeard closed his eyes slightly, ignoring anything the other said.

"Okay, then I'm going to trouble Bai Cheng!"

Seeing Whitebeard's slightly boring look, the dead-handed wooden hanging yin and yang laughed yin and yang, and then quickly came to Bai Cheng.

"..."

The dead handle wooden hanging waving his fist, trying to break the fortress. After working for a long time, the fort has no problem at all!

"Don't worry, this thing is specially strengthened by me. Without your own password, you can't open it!

Whitebeard stretched out, trying hard to break through. He casually looked at the dead-handled wooden hanger and said meaningfully.

"How can there be something I can't open, it's really ridiculous!"

After listening to Whitebeard's words, the dead-handled wooden hanger suddenly became interested. He rolled up his sleeves and circled around the fort a few times.

"..."

It's too late, it's too soon. The dead-handled wooden hanger took out a long sword from behind and slashed towards the fortress fiercely.

"Crackling..."

There is no problem with that fortress, and the long sword in the dead-handled wooden hanger has been broken into pieces.

""

Whitebeard didn't stop either, punching the stone pillars one by one.

Suddenly, the place where Whitebeard was imprisoned had been destroyed when there was nothing he could do on the side of the dead handle. He aggressively pounced on the dead-handled wooden hanger, trying to take the opportunity to break the opponent's neck.

"...`Call..."

The dead-handled wooden hanger did not respond, and he was punched in the chest by Whitebeard. Cardiac arrest, unable to maintain balance, fell to the ground and stumbled, and was grabbed by Whitebeard's neck.

"go to hell!"

I saw that the dead-handled wooden hanger took a deep breath, and both (King Li's) hands were tightly clenched into fists. Before Whitebeard could make a move, endless shock waves burst out from his body, and Whitebeard was ejected.

"Cough cough cough..."

Whitebeard's body instantly became bloody and lay on the ground. His hand tendons and hamstrings had been ripped off before he knew it.

"Looks like you're out of luck!

The dead handle stepped on the Whitebeard's chest with one foot, rubbed it hard, and roared fiercely.