The Song of Pirates

Chapter 827 The Man Behind Appears, Gol D. Roger
Long's hatred didn't affect Xuan Ye at all, standing out of thin air, Xuan Ye looked at Long indifferently, with a hint of sarcasm on his face.

"I am going to kill you."

It was so painful that the old man died right in front of his eyes, and he didn't even leave the least corpse, which made the dragon feel like a hype, his chest seemed to burst, and his heart was torn apart.

Endless brilliance shone, accompanied by a roar of a beast soaring in the sky, a behemoth that penetrated into the clouds, surrounded by wind, rain and thunder, protruding its head.

Horns like a deer, head like a camel, eyes like a rabbit, neck like a snake, belly like a mirage, scales like a fish, claws like an eagle, palms like a tiger, ears like a cow, the whole body has blue scales, lifelike, hundreds of meters long, extremely of ferocity.

The airflow turned, and the endless wind, rain and thunder began to be sucked in. I saw Qinglong opened his mouth wide, and a ball of light began to cover everything.

"Roar"

Spit out angrily, the long river, the chaotic dragon's breath, like a beam of light all over the body, came towards Xuan Ye silently.

His expression was a little dignified. Xuan Ye felt a little bit of danger when the dragon turned into a beast at this moment, especially the dragon's breath emerging now, which made him tense up uncontrollably.

With his hands open, a trace of flame exploded, Xuan Ye took a step forward, and the same beam of flame light shot out across.

Brazenly collided, the entire sky was dim and dark, only the two beams of light in the sky were constantly intertwined.

Circles of air pressure, constantly circling, swaying overturned rivers and seas, the situation is desperate.

Xuan Ye shot and directly blocked the dragon's breath, which made the dragon full of anger. Today, he must kill this man.

"Roar"

The high-spirited king of beasts pierces people's hearts. With the roar of the dragon, the entire sky begins to collapse. The endless wind, rain and thunder, like the collapse of the pillar of the sky, turned towards Xuan Ye, subverting the past.

At this moment, Long made a full effort to create a natural disaster.

With his hair flying and his sleeves being rolled up, Xuan Ye's eyes were golden red, watching the collapse of the day, he fought back.

"Heaven Nine Suns shine."

The infinite brilliance, the nine-round light group, flashed rapidly, and the nine burning beams continued to rotate and bombarded out violently.

When the meteorite hit the earth, everything lost its color, and a burning sky exploded, linking the previous and the next, with a circle of ripples, tearing apart the space, turning into a halo, and destroying everything along the way.

In the center, a mushroom cloud towering into the clouds, shining with various rays of light, changed the entire field. For a time, it was chaotic, and a tearing force radiated out.

A grain of origin swelled rapidly, Xuan Ye opened his mouth, blood spattered, as if he had suffered an unimaginable tear, his whole body turned into a streamer, smashed into the sea, and disappeared.

At the same time, a dragon roar resounded in the sky, full of pain.

Transformed into a human form, Long Qiqiao bleeds, and many places of flesh and blood disappeared, revealing the white bones, dripping with blood.

Perhaps due to luck, the dragon smashed directly on an isolated island. On the spot, the isolated island was torn apart and sank quickly.

However, all these disasters have only just begun.

The entire sea began to shake, like an earthquake, and the intertwined power at the center was like an atomic bomb explosion, instantly clearing a piece of sea area, setting off thousands of meters of turbulent waves, looking up from the sky, you will find that the sea seems to be moved by God with both hands. It moved out in all directions, and the most central place was a violent black meteorite abyss.

The sea water splashed and rose into the air. Xuan Ye stood in the air, bleeding continuously from his mouth. On his chest, there were two scars with bone deep visible, as if he had been chopped out alive with a knife. You could see the beating inside. heart.

However, the naked eye can see that these two bloody wounds are healing at an unreasonable speed.

Obviously, in the past five years, Xuan Ye's devil fruit has awakened, and for this reason, he was able to use the technique of counterfeiting the rainbow in his own body, without his body collapsing.

And the purple flame that burned Karp to death before must be an awakening ability; also because of the awakening, the healing power of such a fatal injury can be easily repaired automatically.

The color of knowledge spread and found a direction. Xuan Ye turned into a Changhong with cold eyes and disappeared in place.

On the other side, Long was lying in a piece of rubble, with only a lot more scars than Xuan Ye. Although his own recovery power was healing rapidly, it was still a little worse than Xuan Ye.

Before he could breathe, the dragon's expression changed, and he shot back without thinking.

"Ding"

A flaming spear was inserted where the dragon lay before, and it followed, one after another, swords, spears, swords and halberds, and began to fill the entire broken island.

The hurricane and the thunder were intertwined, and the dragon used his ability to block some deadly weapons.

Three feet from the ground, Xuan Ye appeared in front of the dragon, his eyes filled with sternness.

Exhausted all over, Long knew that he was not the man's opponent. Compared with his miserable appearance, the scars on the opponent's body had already begun to scar.

There was no need for words at all, Xuan Ye's eyes froze, and he disappeared in place. The next moment, the dragon turned sideways, a storm swelled, a ravine spread to the sky, split the sea, and disappeared at the end of the sky.

The next second, the hairs exploded, and the dragon's hands were in front of his face, and a whip leg came horizontally at this moment.

The huge power made the dragon unbearable, and he vomited blood in his mouth on the spot, turning it into a streamer.

Stepping out, Xuan Ye seemed to turn into a golden ribbon, and the refracted ripples remained motionless, like a three-dimensional freeze frame. From the beginning to the end, Xuan Ye followed the dragon.

The speed has surpassed the sonic boom and reached the extreme.

If you can keep up with Xuan Ye's speed, you will find that when using the Rainbow Transformation Technique, Xuan Ye's expression is a little painful, as if he is suffering some kind of injury.

Obviously, Xuan Ye couldn't fully grasp this extreme speed in his human body, so he rarely used this speed in previous battles.

After chasing after him, Xuan Ye transformed in his hand, and stabbed the dragon with a barbed spear very close at hand.

But at this moment, Xuan Ye felt a death crisis, which made his hair stand on end, and his heart was beating violently.

Abandoning the assassination, Xuan Ye turned his footsteps, the Ripple ribbon changed, and distanced himself from the dragon.

At this time, the whole atmosphere was broken, and the dragon was caught by one person and stood on the sea.

The figure stopped, Xuan Ye looked up, his pupils involuntarily changed slightly, full of Arabian Nights.

"Roger Roger."

Seeing the man who rescued the dragon, Xuan Ye couldn't believe it, full of a sense of subversion. This man. This man turned out to be the dead One Piece, Gol D. Roger.

"Meet again, you are as expected, you can break the rules."

Letting go of the dragon, Roger grinned, looking at Xuan Ye's expression, very satisfied.

Silent, Xuan Ye's mood was hard to calm down, but he just looked at Roger dangerously, racking his brains to think about all this.

For Xuan Ye, the current impact is only a bit big. If it were someone else, he would probably have gone crazy long ago.

After all, a big man who has been dead for decades suddenly appeared in front of him, and the strange feeling all explained the great conspiracy of the sky, which made people feel cold everywhere.

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(End of this chapter)