I am the master of the pirate land

Shakrok Dar has been the king of the Shichibukai for so many years. He is not a weakling. There are thousands of pirates in the sea that he can become a Shichibukai, which shows how powerful he is.

"Weathering." A cold voice sounded from somewhere in Yuyan, and then the heavy and gorgeous door suddenly began to decay.

When the gate fell apart, a strong gust of wind swept out the yellow sand, followed by a black shadow behind it.

"Haha, what Ting can do can actually hurt me."

Following a burst of cold laughter, streams of yellow sand slowly gathered outside the rain banquet, revealing Shakrokdal's cold face, with a bloodstain on his face.

The strong wind in the desert blew Shakrokdal's black coat, and his right hand touched the blood on his cheek, adding a hint of ferocity to his already cold face.

Ye Xian looked at Shakrokdal who was in a violent state in front of him, and secretly cried out that it was a pity that he actually reacted.

In Shakrokdal's office, there was a group of crocodiles in the aquarium. When they were fighting, Ye Xian deliberately broke the aquarium and then scratched Shaklokdal with a Tang knife soaked in water.

"I didn't expect that you are also a Devil Fruit user."

Shakrokdal looked at Ye Xian floating in the air.

Ye Xian looked at Shakrokdal warily. "There's a lot you don't know, so you have to be careful."

"Tch, you arrogant guy, don't think that just because you scratched my itch, you can talk wildly in front of me."

Ye Xian looked at the proud and complacent crocodile in front of him who was looking at him with contempt. This is the knife that will kill you.

"Desert Sword" Shakrok Dar waved his right hand that turned into a sand blade, and a huge sand blade slashed towards Ye Xian. The roof of Yuyan was completely cut open, and a line of sand cut towards Ye Xian.

For such an attack, Ye Xian did not choose to dodge for the first time, but instead raised his hands and chanted quickly.

"The beast bone spiers, red crystals, and steel wheels are scattered all over the place. When they move, they are like wind, and when they are still, they are empty. The sound of long guns hitting each other fills the virtual city."

"The Sixty-Three Thunder Roaring Cannons of Breaking the Way"

A blast of lightning blasted out from Ye Xian's hand, and he fought fiercely with Shakrok Dar's sand blade. He easily destroyed the sand blade and then headed towards Shakrok Dar.

Shakrokdal's body was floating in the air like sand blown away by the strong wind, avoiding the fierce blast.

"Sandstorm." Shakrokdal gathered a small tornado in his palm, threw it away, and it quickly grew in size. A huge desert tornado swept across the yellow sand in the sky, and was controlled by "Shaklokdar" to roll towards Ye Xian.

Shakrok Dar in the Desert has arrived at his home court, and his strength has increased by more than 30%.

Ye Xian sang again:

"The sincerity of the traces of the sky, Lu, Cry, the mysterious spirit is prosperous, the three collisions of heat and anger reflect the celestial phenomena, all things are peaceful and a star, keeping their true form, returning to the Tailuo form, restraining the receiving and eliminating the form."

"Sixty-Eight Light Rushes of Breaking the Way."

Three golden light waves shot out from Ye Xian's hand, hitting the sandstorm instantly, and time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

"Boom boom boom boom"

Three huge explosions sounded in succession, and the entire sandstorm was blown away, leaving only a huge steaming sand pit.

"Desert Sword."

This time, Ye Xian dodged a desert sword and slashed at Shakrokdal who appeared behind him at some point. What he slashed away was a streak of yellow sand.

If the ultimate move doesn't work, I can only fight in close combat.

Figures of people flashed across the desert, followed by collisions, as the two men fought rapidly.

"You bastard, as slippery as a mouse."

A stream of yellow sand gathered together fiercely. Shakrokdal appeared in the desert looking a little annoyed. I don't have that much time to play house with you. He gathered a small tornado in his right hand again and swung it out. Four in a row. Let’s see how you break it this time.

"Heavyweight Sandstorm."

Ye Xian's eyes were full of solemnity. Now he was in big trouble and he could only give it a try.

"Thousands of hands away, the dark hands that cannot be touched, the archers in the sky that cannot be reflected, the path of light spreading, fanning the wind of fire, when we gather together, there is no need to be confused, just follow my instructions, the light bullet The eight-body, nine-bared heavenly scripture, the great wheel of rapid treasure, and the gray turret, lead the bow into the distance, and dissipate away brightly."

"The Ninety-One Thousand Hands of the Ninety-One Thousand-Handed Bright Sky Killing Cannon of the Broken Dao"

When the sandstorm took shape and was about to show its power, Ye Xian also completed the advanced path-breaking chant, and cones of light rushed towards the storm, creating a huge explosion.

"Boom, boom, boom" was a huge explosion that could be heard dozens of miles away.

"I've caught you." Shakrokdal grabbed Ye Xian's neck with his right hand, a victorious smile on his lips.

It turns out that the sandstorm was just a feint to cover up Ye Xian's close attack. As long as he caught him at close range, he would be mummified.

"Really?" I forgot to tell you that I let you get close on purpose."

Ye Xian, who was caught by the neck, showed a triumphant smile.

"Please collect it. This is the third update. It's a bit late. The Sixty-Eight Light Rushes of Breaking the Path. I compiled this myself, senior brother. Please give me some points."