The Pirate King Wrote A Lot Of Pirates

The breeze blew through, bringing with it a fishy smell of the sea, and a gust of bloody smell that was disgusting in the crowd. On the sea, all kinds of carnivorous fish are constantly killing their prey. Tiger sharks, who usually kill each other, are also united and help each other. Because there is so much prey in the sea. Dozens of pirate ships carrying hundreds of people were destroyed, and only one in a thousand of them were able to board the ship again, and most of them were reduced to the food of monsters in the sea. Even in that group of carnivores, there are huge shadows of sea kings.

However, whether it is the group of carnivorous fish that has been stimulated by the bloody qi, or those sea kings who dominate the sea, they are all thousands of meters away from a place. The place was a temporary island of shipwrecks. As time passed, the island continued to sink into the sea little by little.

Not far from the island, two tall figures stood opposite each other, and at their feet was a large leaking warship, and the pirate flag on the mast proved that it belonged to the Creek Pirates not long ago. On the other side, a small raft in the shape of a coffin floats quietly on the sea, and white candles burning like green ghost fire are inserted on both sides. Apparently, this is the car of one of the seven martial seas, “Hawkeye” Mihawk.

Those two people standing opposite each other are Zhuhokiel Mihawk, known as the world’s number one swordsman, and “Sand Crocodile” Crokdal, who is also the Seven Martial Seas.

Mihawk was standing on top of the shattered battleship, his clothes open, revealing his lean body, and the small golden cross on his chest that constantly reflected all the brilliance around him. Mihawk slowly pulled out the black knife for which he was famous, and looked at Crokdal condescendingly, his eyes as sharp as his name.

“Sir. Crokdal!” Hawkeye’s voice was not very loud, but it accurately reached Krockdahl’s ears, “As the Seven Martial Seas, you already have the qualifications to fight him-one of the twelve supreme fast swords, the world’s strongest black knife, and the chaotic blade heavy flower T-black knife night.”

“Haha! Wouldn’t I be honored? Can the ‘world’s number one sword master’ admit that I am qualified to be his opponent? Crockdale stood on the deck of the ship, and beneath his feet was an ocean of sand, which was constantly being replenished.

“I don’t know why you provoked me, but… Get ready to accept the consequences of provoking me! “Mihawk’s ornately carved black knife like a gigantic cross pointed at Crokdal, the blade was fierce, the blade was pitch black, as if all the light was sucked in, and the sea seemed dark the moment the blade stood upright.

“Hahaha…” Crockdal pulled out a thick cigar, rubbed it on his coat, and laughed loudly with his cigar, letting the smoke block his view. At the same time, the last grain of sand had fallen to his feet. Krockdal had a contemptuous expression, and looked at the

expressionless “Hawkeye” Mihawk with a defiant gaze, seemingly contemptuous, but looking at the sand that was constantly moving around him, it was enough to show that he was actually extremely vigilant in his heart.

“Hawkeye” Mihawk is the person who became the Seven Wuhai before him, and he is the only opponent he does not know the depth, only a few times he has seen, the other party has not shot at full strength, but just looking at his reputation as the world’s number one swordsman, no one dares to question it, it is not a person to mess with. And he also had a good relationship with one of the four emperors of the three major forces, the “red-haired” pilgrims, and I heard that he had fought again, and the result was unknown. All of this made Crockdale have to go all out.

To be honest, this battle was definitely not expected by Krockdahl, he did not expect that his whim, leaving his ship, and coming to observe the action alone, was actually regarded as a provocation by Mihawk, and he issued an invitation to fight. Although he did turn into fine sand and hide aside.

For this sudden battle,

Although Nanabukai forbade infighting, he had no reason to refuse, whether it was because of his dignity or because he wanted to become more familiar with his abilities. “Come on,” Crockdahl muttered, spitting out a puff of his cigarette and deciding to strike first.

“Desert Blade!” Krockdal waved his hand and sent out a desert blade, a blade composed of extremely fine sand, which suddenly cut through the air and quickly flew towards Hawkeye. The blade passed through, leaving a crack in the deck that had been broken by the wind pressure.

The blade hit Hawkeye in a blink of an eye. However, without seeing any movement from Hawkeye, the blade had already broken through the air, and he didn’t know where he had disappeared. Hawkeye, on the other hand, suddenly moved a few steps to the side when he couldn’t get started, dodging Crokdal’s attack like a teleportation.

“Crockdahl! I guess the battle between you and me doesn’t need these tentative things, right? Hawkeye’s sharp gaze pierced at Crocdal.

“Haha… Then, I won’t do this useless work! Let’s take it! Crockdahl responded with a smile. But the shock in my heart was not a lot, although it was indeed a temptation, but I didn’t expect the other party to resolve it so easily. It seems that it is not underestimated, but he still underestimates the other party.

Krockdahl roared, and the sand around him rose violently, winding around him, turning into a dragon in the air and rushing towards Hawkeye. The dragon is vivid, and even has the majesty of a dragon. The dragon’s mouth opened angrily, as if it was roaring, wanting to devour all living beings that dared to challenge him.

“Oh? It’s a bit of a sight… No need to waste time, come on! Hawkeye’s eyes were sharper, and the black knife swung and said arrogantly.

After speaking, as soon as the Hawkeye Black Knife was drawn, a naked-eye air flow led the dragon that was about to pounce on him aside, and the dragon passed by, and the wind that brought up made his robe fly, which was a unique style.

Hawkeye swung his sword to lead away the dragon’s attack, and then jumped high, and with the power of falling, he slashed at the dragon who did not have time to turn. The black knife burst out, as if it had become countless times larger, wrapped in earth-shattering power, and slashed straight at the salon.

The sword shone, the sand flew, and Sharon’s body was instantly cut and missing a piece, and it seemed to be broken into two. But then, Sharon’s body twisted, and he got out of Hawkeye’s attack range and pounced on Hawkeye from the air again. And the damaged body was also replenished by sand at this time.

“Haha! Interesting! I didn’t expect this long worm composed of sand to be so hard! Hawkeye gently moved several meters to the side, dodging another attack from Sharon. From his side, Sharon cut a hole in the boat at her feet almost close to his body, creating a temporary fountain.

“When my sand gathers, because the density can be harder than steel! Ha ha! Crockdahl laughed as he once again controlled Sharon to attack.

Sharon danced his huge body, roared and flew again towards Hawkeye. Hawkeye wanted to repeat the trick, but he didn’t expect that when he just dodged Sharon’s attack, Sharon’s side actually protruded many spikes. As the salon moved, it was like a knife formation.

“Good!” Hawkeye roared, and the black knife stood up, cutting these spikes into dust and sand with a horizontal slash. Then the knife swung and slashed towards Sharon’s huge body. I saw that the black knife and Sharon’s body were rubbing for a while, and sparks splashed everywhere, but they did not damage Sharon. It seems that Sharon’s body has condensed a lot again.

Sharon turned sharply in the air and pounced on Hawkeye again, just when Hawkeye had just blocked Sharon’s attack and had no time to turn around. If you change to an ordinary person, you have already been swallowed by Sharon at this time, but he is Hawkeye, the world’s number one swordsman. I saw that Hawkeye did not turn his head, and the black knife that had just swung away because of blocking the attack was diagonally behind his back.

Sharon’s attack was accurately blocked, and Sharon flew obliquely into the sky along the blade because of the force of the impact, and it was another fruitless blow, just knocking Hawkeye forward by more than ten meters.

Then, no matter how Sharon attacks, it can’t hurt Hawkeye in the slightest, UU reads books www.uukanshu.com but Hawkeye doesn’t seem to be able to break this “pet” of Crockdahl – the desert dragon.

After a few more rounds, Crockdar seemed to feel a little impatient, and with a move of his right hand, a small whirlwind formed in the palm of his hand.

“Desert Vajra Saber!” Krockdal threw out the cyclone, which turned into four blades that were significantly more powerful than the Desert Blade as it flew out of his palm, striking Hawkeye from different directions.

The four blades are fast and slow, or straight or roundabout towards Hawkeye, but they always dangle around Hawkeye without attacking, like a crocodile in the water, lurking and waiting.

Suddenly, Sharon, which was bounced off by Hawkeye’s blade, shot straight into the sky, and then this force struck straight at Hawkeye from the air. When Hawkeye raised his sword to block the direct blow down the salon from directly above, the four blades burst into attack. In an instant, Hawkeye seemed to be in a dead end.

“Hahaha! Desert thorns! As if that wasn’t enough, Crockdar thrust his hand into the sand under his feet, and his power was activated, and he saw many huge thorns burst out from under Hawkeye’s feet. At the same time, small thorns continue to grow on the body of random thorns, and there are horizontal branches on the small thorns… Like a forest of thorns, it wrapped around the eagle’s eye. It seemed that Hawkeye was in

a dead end in an instant, and Krockdahl’s attack did not leave Hawkeye any space to flee at all, and all he could do was hard connect. However, it seems that Hawkeye does not have a little panic, and his eyes are still sharp, like an eagle falcon.

Looking at Hawkeye’s still calm expression, Crockdahl was no longer so confident in his attack. His eyes narrowed slightly, and Krockdar stared at the black knife in Hawkeye’s hand, the Blade Heavy Flower T-letter. He knew that if there was any change, it must have appeared on this black knife that made him unsure.