Chapter 555: 555
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A man who can challenge a white beard and survive, this is definitely not a derogatory discourse.
As the world's strongest man, White Beard has an unparalleled power, and his punches are full of majesty. Throughout his life, he has gone through too many battles and has seen various enemies. Like Kroždal, blind arrogance to challenge his newcomer, he has seen a lot.
Said to be a challenge, but the essence is a duel!
There are too few people to survive, and even for many years, only Krokdal has been alone!
For the world, it is a great glory to be able to survive under the white beard. However, he himself regards it as a shame.
After the failure of the challenge, Krokdal was seriously injured. He was only one step away from death. He struggled on the edge of life and death and finally resurrected again.
On the surface, Krokdal has always been a cold, overbearing, rational and ruthless man, but his heart is hotter and more sensitive than anyone else.
The death of the younger brother made him crazy.
"Ah!"
The violent voice screamed, and Krokdal’s face was covered with sand, and it was turned into a sand god.
In front of him, the sandstorm swept across the sky, and the wind whistled and swept over several kilometers.
This sand is a sand that blends with his corrosion and dryness! It has a strong ability to be strong, and it is like a layer of dark clouds.
Numerous naval eyes watched the sand whizzing past and passing over their bodies. It seems to be a plain sand stream that turns into wind and passes through their bodies.
Unknowingly, the skin of the rows of naval soldiers became dry, wrinkled, and silent, and they became a row of unconscious corpses that had long since lost their lives.
Only a few powerful navy, after a big change, escaped the storm and survived.
It was a catastrophe, a massive sandstorm with Krolockal angered the loss of a companion and declared death to his enemies.
The sandstorm lasted for more than 30 interest, and the chaos of the entire sky and the battlefield was stopped before it stopped.
The red dog struggled out of this sand flow, and the magma tumbling between them, barely gathered into a human form, able to separate his appearance.
"Sand crocodile, Krokdal, you angered me!"
Sweeping around, the red dog is angry.
Under one stroke, a full-scale naval warrior lost his life and became a dry corpse.
He strode out and attacked Krokdal, clenching his right fist, and a large amount of magma converges to form a huge fist shape.
"Like you are so cold, cruel thief scum, die here today!"
The right hand slammed, and the huge magma ignited with a high temperature, and rushed toward Krokdal.
Krokdal looked up at the cold, and he saw the huge magma fist, like a meteorite, telling the fall, with the power of terror.
"Sha Pun!"
The right fist quickly tightened, and a large amount of sand floated out of the void, gathering in the right hand, and then he slammed.
The sand forms a fist shape, which is swept by the sky.
"boom!"
Two huge fists collided in the air and spread out.
"Tick!"
The magma dripped and the white mist was burning on the ice.
This high temperature, even the sand can not bear, and gradually there is a tendency to be accommodated.
"Krolockal, your fruit ability, in my eyes, is full of flaws!"
"My magma, which contains your sand!"
The red dog was cold and drunk, and he jumped into the sky over Klockall.
"I am your nemesis!"
On the ice, Krokdal stood in indifference. He was as loose, tall and deep, and the cigars at his mouth had reached the roots.
"Is it a nemesis?"
Muttering these three words, he slowly raised his head.
The cold and cold face suddenly changed, became crazy, became embarrassed, and became heartbreaking.
"Even if it is a nemesis, I will kill you!"
As soon as it broke, Krokdal jumped and his right fist tightened.
The red dog was shocked and only felt a flower in front of him, and there was already a fist in front.
"boom!"
In the boxing of his fist, his nose, the dark, armed color, the domineering power, made Krolockal's attack have a good power.
"Scratch!"
Clearly visible, the crisp bones of the red dog's nose bones are heard. His whole person was even punched toward the back by a punch.
After falling on the ground, a large piece of ice was broken by this impact.
"sandstorm!"
The Krokdal was in the air, overlooking the red dog, and his right hand extended.
The large sands were once again under control, overwhelming on the ice, and the red dogs were covered in the blink of an eye. The quicksand frantically surging and pressing it to the bottom.
"Sand storms are buried!"
With both hands on the ground, the whole sand surface was shocked and fell to a full three meters.
But this is not over yet.
"Sand storms are buried!"
Krokdal gritted his teeth again.
The sand that has become as hard as steel, the density has increased again, and the sand surface has dropped by two meters.
"Ah!"
After completing this massive attack, Krokdal looked down at the air.
The big move was made in succession, which made his physical exertion extremely fast.
In front of the kilometer, a small desert covers the ice. Everything around has become calm.
The figure of the red dog has long been covered up by the sand, and it seems to have died.
Gradually, time passed, and after thirty seconds, many red liquids suddenly appeared in the sand.
Krokdal’s pupils shrank and looked at the place.
"magma!"
Red dog, not dead yet!
For a moment, Krokdal realized this and he ran fast and rushed to the place.
After the three interest, the red dog burning the magma appeared from the sand and gradually appeared as it was.
After such an attack, he was hurt at the moment, and his eyes could sink water.
The cloak behind it has long been broken, leaving only one-fifth of the rags still flying, and the navy and clothing are full of holes.
He lifted his hands and saw that the skin on his hands was gone, and even his skin became a little wrinkled.
This is caused by the ability of Krokdal. This crocodile in the sand is incomparably mean and shameless. His sand is not ordinary sand, and it is hard to prevent.
Seeing that Krokdal had come to his own eyes, the red dog clenched his right fist and his face was violent.
"Injury me like this, you are going to die!"
He strode forward, the magma rolling over the right fist, three steps and two steps, is close to Krokdal.
"Ah!"
Both of them were screaming insanely, slamming a punch.
"The dog!"
The two fists collided together, the air was a meal, and then the high temperature and the sand began to drift around.
After the three interest rates, the two men who attacked were all flying back.
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A man who can challenge a white beard and survive, this is definitely not a derogatory discourse.
As the world's strongest man, White Beard has an unparalleled power, and his punches are full of majesty. Throughout his life, he has gone through too many battles and has seen various enemies. Like Kroždal, blind arrogance to challenge his newcomer, he has seen a lot.
Said to be a challenge, but the essence is a duel!
There are too few people to survive, and even for many years, only Krokdal has been alone!
For the world, it is a great glory to be able to survive under the white beard. However, he himself regards it as a shame.
After the failure of the challenge, Krokdal was seriously injured. He was only one step away from death. He struggled on the edge of life and death and finally resurrected again.
On the surface, Krokdal has always been a cold, overbearing, rational and ruthless man, but his heart is hotter and more sensitive than anyone else.
The death of the younger brother made him crazy.
"Ah!"
The violent voice screamed, and Krokdal’s face was covered with sand, and it was turned into a sand god.
In front of him, the sandstorm swept across the sky, and the wind whistled and swept over several kilometers.
This sand is a sand that blends with his corrosion and dryness! It has a strong ability to be strong, and it is like a layer of dark clouds.
Numerous naval eyes watched the sand whizzing past and passing over their bodies. It seems to be a plain sand stream that turns into wind and passes through their bodies.
Unknowingly, the skin of the rows of naval soldiers became dry, wrinkled, and silent, and they became a row of unconscious corpses that had long since lost their lives.
Only a few powerful navy, after a big change, escaped the storm and survived.
It was a catastrophe, a massive sandstorm with Krolockal angered the loss of a companion and declared death to his enemies.
The sandstorm lasted for more than 30 interest, and the chaos of the entire sky and the battlefield was stopped before it stopped.
The red dog struggled out of this sand flow, and the magma tumbling between them, barely gathered into a human form, able to separate his appearance.
"Sand crocodile, Krokdal, you angered me!"
Sweeping around, the red dog is angry.
Under one stroke, a full-scale naval warrior lost his life and became a dry corpse.
He strode out and attacked Krokdal, clenching his right fist, and a large amount of magma converges to form a huge fist shape.
"Like you are so cold, cruel thief scum, die here today!"
The right hand slammed, and the huge magma ignited with a high temperature, and rushed toward Krokdal.
Krokdal looked up at the cold, and he saw the huge magma fist, like a meteorite, telling the fall, with the power of terror.
"Sha Pun!"
The right fist quickly tightened, and a large amount of sand floated out of the void, gathering in the right hand, and then he slammed.
The sand forms a fist shape, which is swept by the sky.
"boom!"
Two huge fists collided in the air and spread out.
"Tick!"
The magma dripped and the white mist was burning on the ice.
This high temperature, even the sand can not bear, and gradually there is a tendency to be accommodated.
"Krolockal, your fruit ability, in my eyes, is full of flaws!"
"My magma, which contains your sand!"
The red dog was cold and drunk, and he jumped into the sky over Klockall.
"I am your nemesis!"
On the ice, Krokdal stood in indifference. He was as loose, tall and deep, and the cigars at his mouth had reached the roots.
"Is it a nemesis?"
Muttering these three words, he slowly raised his head.
The cold and cold face suddenly changed, became crazy, became embarrassed, and became heartbreaking.
"Even if it is a nemesis, I will kill you!"
As soon as it broke, Krokdal jumped and his right fist tightened.
The red dog was shocked and only felt a flower in front of him, and there was already a fist in front.
"boom!"
In the boxing of his fist, his nose, the dark, armed color, the domineering power, made Krolockal's attack have a good power.
"Scratch!"
Clearly visible, the crisp bones of the red dog's nose bones are heard. His whole person was even punched toward the back by a punch.
After falling on the ground, a large piece of ice was broken by this impact.
"sandstorm!"
The Krokdal was in the air, overlooking the red dog, and his right hand extended.
The large sands were once again under control, overwhelming on the ice, and the red dogs were covered in the blink of an eye. The quicksand frantically surging and pressing it to the bottom.
"Sand storms are buried!"
With both hands on the ground, the whole sand surface was shocked and fell to a full three meters.
But this is not over yet.
"Sand storms are buried!"
Krokdal gritted his teeth again.
The sand that has become as hard as steel, the density has increased again, and the sand surface has dropped by two meters.
"Ah!"
After completing this massive attack, Krokdal looked down at the air.
The big move was made in succession, which made his physical exertion extremely fast.
In front of the kilometer, a small desert covers the ice. Everything around has become calm.
The figure of the red dog has long been covered up by the sand, and it seems to have died.
Gradually, time passed, and after thirty seconds, many red liquids suddenly appeared in the sand.
Krokdal’s pupils shrank and looked at the place.
"magma!"
Red dog, not dead yet!
For a moment, Krokdal realized this and he ran fast and rushed to the place.
After the three interest, the red dog burning the magma appeared from the sand and gradually appeared as it was.
After such an attack, he was hurt at the moment, and his eyes could sink water.
The cloak behind it has long been broken, leaving only one-fifth of the rags still flying, and the navy and clothing are full of holes.
He lifted his hands and saw that the skin on his hands was gone, and even his skin became a little wrinkled.
This is caused by the ability of Krokdal. This crocodile in the sand is incomparably mean and shameless. His sand is not ordinary sand, and it is hard to prevent.
Seeing that Krokdal had come to his own eyes, the red dog clenched his right fist and his face was violent.
"Injury me like this, you are going to die!"
He strode forward, the magma rolling over the right fist, three steps and two steps, is close to Krokdal.
"Ah!"
Both of them were screaming insanely, slamming a punch.
"The dog!"
The two fists collided together, the air was a meal, and then the high temperature and the sand began to drift around.
After the three interest rates, the two men who attacked were all flying back.
A man who can challenge a white beard and survive, this is definitely not a derogatory discourse.As the world's strongest man, White Beard has an unparalleled power, and his punches are full of majesty. Throughout his life, he has gone through too many battles and has seen various enemies. Like Krodal, blind arrogance to challenge his newcomer, he has seen a lot.Said to be a challenge, but the essence is a duel!There are too few people to survive, and even for many years, only Krokdal has been alone!For the world, it is a great glory to be able to survive under the white beard. However, he himself regards it as a shame.After the failure of the challenge, Krokdal was seriously injured. He was only one step away from death. He struggled on the edge of life and death and finally resurrected again.On the surface, Krokdal has always been a cold, overbearing, rational and ruthless man, but his heart is hotter and more sensitive than anyone else.The death of the younger brother made him crazy."Ah!"The violent voice screamed, and Krokdal's face was covered with sand, and it was turned into a sand god.In front of him, the sandstorm swept across the sky, and the wind whistled and swept over several kilometers.This sand is a sand that blends with his corrosion and dryness! It has a strong ability to be strong, and it is like a layer of dark clouds.Numerous naval eyes watched the sand whizzing past and passing over their bodies. It seems to be a plain sand stream that turns into wind and passes through their bodies.Unknowingly, the skin of the rows of naval soldiers became dry, wrinkled, and silent, and they became a row of unconscious corpses that had long since lost their lives.Only a few powerful navy, after a big change, escaped the storm and survived.It was a catastrophe, a massive sandstorm with Krolockal angered the loss of a companion and declared death to his enemies.The sandstorm lasted for more than 30 interest, and the chaos of the entire sky and the battlefield was stopped before it stopped.The red dog struggled out of this sand flow, and the magma tumbling between them, barely gathered into a human form, able to separate his appearance."Sand crocodile, Krokdal, you angered me!"Sweeping around, the red dog is angry.Under one stroke, a full-scale naval warrior lost his life and became a dry corpse.He strode out and attacked Krokdal, clenching his right fist, and a large amount of magma converges to form a huge fist shape."Like you are so cold, cruel thief scum, die here today!"The right hand slammed, and the huge magma ignited with a high temperature, and rushed toward Krokdal.Krokdal looked up at the cold, and he saw the huge magma fist, like a meteorite, telling the fall, with the power of terror."Sha Pun!"The right fist quickly tightened, and a large amount of sand floated out of the void, gathering in the right hand, and then he slammed.The sand forms a fist shape, which is swept by the sky."boom!"Two huge fists collided in the air and spread out."Tick!"The magma dripped and the white mist was burning on the ice.This high temperature, even the sand can not bear, and gradually there is a tendency to be accommodated."Krolockal, your fruit ability, in my eyes, is full of flaws!""My magma, which contains your sand!"The red dog was cold and drunk, and he jumped into the sky over Klockall."I am your nemesis!"On the ice, Krokdal stood in indifference. He was as loose, tall and deep, and the cigars at his mouth had reached the roots."Is it a nemesis?"Muttering these three words, he slowly raised his head.The cold and cold face suddenly changed, became crazy, became embarrassed, and became heartbreaking."Even if it is a nemesis, I will kill you!"As soon as it broke, Krokdal jumped and his right fist tightened.The red dog was shocked and only felt a flower in front of him, and there was already a fist in front."boom!"In the boxing of his fist, his nose, the dark, armed color, the domineering power, made Krolockal's attack have a good power."Scratch!"Clearly visible, the crisp bones of the red dog's nose bones are heard. His whole person was even punched toward the back by a punch.After falling on the ground, a large piece of ice was broken by this impact."sandstorm!"The Krokdal was in the air, overlooking the red dog, and his right hand extended.The large sands were once again under control, overwhelming on the ice, and the red dogs were covered in the blink of an eye. The quicksand frantically surging and pressing it to the bottom."Sand storms are buried!"With both hands on the ground, the whole sand surface was shocked and fell to a full three meters.But this is not over yet."Sand storms are buried!"Krokdal gritted his teeth again.The sand that has become as hard as steel, the density has increased again, and the sand surface has dropped by two meters."Ah!"After completing this massive attack, Krokdal looked down at the air.The big move was made in succession, which made his physical exertion extremely fast.In front of the kilometer, a small desert covers the ice. Everything around has become calm.The figure of the red dog has long been covered up by the sand, and it seems to have died.Gradually, time passed, and after thirty seconds, many red liquids suddenly appeared in the sand.Krokdal's pupils shrank and looked at the place."magma!"Red dog, not dead yet!For a moment, Krokdal realized this and he ran fast and rushed to the place.After the three interest, the red dog burning the magma appeared from the sand and gradually appeared as it was.After such an attack, he was hurt at the moment, and his eyes could sink water.The cloak behind it has long been broken, leaving only one-fifth of the rags still flying, and the navy and clothing are full of holes.He lifted his hands and saw that the skin on his hands was gone, and even his skin became a little wrinkled.This is caused by the ability of Krokdal. This crocodile in the sand is incomparably mean and shameless. His sand is not ordinary sand, and it is hard to prevent.Seeing that Krokdal had come to his own eyes, the red dog clenched his right fist and his face was violent."Injury me like this, you are going to die!"He strode forward, the magma rolling over the right fist, three steps and two steps, is close to Krokdal."Ah!"Both of them were screaming insanely, slamming a punch."The dog!"The two fists collided together, the air was a meal, and then the high temperature and the sand began to drift around.After the three interest rates, the two men who attacked were all flying back.
