The Pirate's Substitute Messenger

And on the uninhabited island, after the time stop was released in Xia Tian, ​​Drago also rode a gust of wind and flew into the sky.

I still feel that the name Dolag is more powerful, even though it is all transliterated.

After the Mahatma casually scattered the thunder, he looked at Dorag flying upwards and laughed: "Hahaha, it seems that I am lucky today, one Dorag, one summer. You two are enough to clean up We are a stain in front of Lord Im.”

Both Xia Tian and Drago showed dignified expressions on their faces at the same time. Mahatma is not an arrogant person in any way, but he can show such a relaxed expression, it must be because he has the powerful strength and self-confidence to defeat Xia Tian.

"Dorag, you are the main attack."

Xia Tian needs Drago to hold Mahatma temporarily, so that he can use the ripple energy to heal his broken right hand.

And Drago just glanced at Xia Tian's powerless right hand and nodded, then rushed directly towards Mahatma, but before he arrived, the surrounding wind pressure had already launched an attack on Mahatma.

"Is it the weather fruit? If I were an ability user, you would still have a chance, but my strength is all acquired through training."

Mahatma didn't pay any attention to the gang wind that surrounded him, and his body was shining with flowing colors, and he went directly through the gang wind and came to the front of Drago.

Without any fancy moves, the ghost in Mahatma's hand just waved lightly, and Drago flew upside down.

After a gust of hurricane, Drago's body barely stopped, and there were scars visible to the naked eye on his two forearms, and blood was continuously flowing down from the scars.

"30 seconds."

Drago tilted his head and said to Xia Tian that this is the limit time he can resist alone after he initially contacted the Mahatma.

Xia Tian didn't respond but concentrated all his strength to infuse the ripple energy into his right arm, the muscle tissue and blood vessels that were destroyed by the armed color domineering of the Mahatma's annihilating level before are rapidly healing.

And Drago also controlled the thunder and wind and rain to fight the Mahatma again. Drago's devil fruit is the weather fruit, which is what Drago told himself before.

And Drago's weather results are far from being comparable to the half-baked stand-in weather forecast in summer, and they are far inferior to Long in terms of scope and scale.

Mahatma said before that he is not a devil fruit ability user because Drago can control the storm to gather into a waterspout, and the power of the sea will also be controlled by him.

As for devil fruit ability users, except for the perverted Bigumamu, there is only one dead end in the face of the sea.

But now the battle between Drago and Mahatma is completely at a disadvantage. Neither Drago's tornado nor lightning strikes can cause much damage to Mahatma. The only thing that is useful is Drago's extremely hard dragon claw hand.

Drago's left and right palms turned into dragon heads biting and constantly attacking the bald old man in front of him, but the generation of Guiche in Mahatma's hands was like a nightmare, always able to block Drago's dragon claw hand just right. Down.

bang bang

The sound of metal and stone striking each other was deafening, and Drago's dragon claw hand gradually became disfigured, but in contrast, the speed of the demon sword Guiche in Mahatma's hand did not slow down in the slightest.

Every swing, straight thrust, and horizontal slash of the Mahatma is the most basic sword move, but his unparalleled level of swordsmanship and the highest level of armed domineering can suppress Drago so that he cannot fight back.

“Hurry up summer”

After a duel, Drago retreated a few meters and roared at Xia Tian who was still concentrating on it.

But Xia Tian didn't answer him, all his mind had been poured into his right arm, only healed his right arm, then he would have the power to fight Mahatma.

"Hmph, do you still expect that kid? I thought he was so great that he could be noticed by Lord Im, but now it seems that he is just a useless person who has lost the ability to stop time and has no ability."

There was strong disdain in Mahatma's words, as if Xia Tian's weakness somewhat insulted Im's vision, which shows how high Im is in his heart.

Mahatma waved at will, and two sharp sword qi flew towards Xia Tian and Drago directly respectively. Drago gritted his teeth, wanting to help Xia Tian block this sword qi.

But the Mahatma on the other side of the sky sneered a few more times, the ghost in his hand danced continuously, and several sword qi gushed out instantly, and Drago had no time to pay attention to him for a while.

But on the other side, the sword qi has already approached Xia Tian with a distance of only tens of centimeters.

Just at this critical moment, Xia Tian opened his eyes, and an ice wall was formed in front of him quickly, and the sword energy directly chopped on the ice wall, causing countless splashes.

Xia Tian looked at the sparking water and pondered: "Has the speed reached this level?"

At this time, Dorag also successfully resisted the Mahatma's several sword qi, panting heavily and came to Xia Tian's side: "Next you will attack, and I will assist you."

"it is good"

As soon as the voice fell, Xia Xia disappeared in front of Drago, and the next moment Xia Xia came in front of the Mahatma, and his fists were fiercely raised and suddenly slammed down.

There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Mahatma's mouth, and the ghost sword in his hand moved slightly: "Your next punch will attack my left chest and heart."

Xia Tian's fist also blasted towards his heart just as Mahatma said, but Yaodao Guiche's blade that was shining with strange light had already been waiting for Xia Tian in front of his heart.

But Xia Tian didn't seem to have learned his lesson, his fist still went up against the blade, and ruthlessly bumped into Gui Che.

"Hmm, haven't you suffered enough yet?"

An energy full of destructive aura spread from Mahatma's right hand and attacked Xia Tian's right hand again through Guiche.

"Jin Mie? Who can't do that?"

Similarly, the bursting armed domineering aura appeared on Xia Tian's right hand, but it was slightly different from Mahatma's in that his armed arrogance was more ferocious and explosive than Mahatma's, and it also revealed a strong blood color.

Mahatma's face remained unchanged: "Everything about you is within my expectations, including your plan to use your ability to control ice to sneak attack on me is also within my expectations."

But Xia Tian canceled the ability of God Horus and looked at the Mahatma with a chuckle: "What about now, did you foresee it? I am very curious. After you said these words and interfered with my decision, this future will also Is it as expected?"

Mahatma still looked at Xia Tian calmly: "I said, everything about you is in my expectation, everything."

"Is this so? Did you foresee this scene, Mahatma?"

Mahatma stared blankly at the fist that pierced his chest, and looked at Xia Tian with disbelief.