I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

"Bista, what should you do now?"

The black mist surged around, and bursts of strange laughter from the Sith could be heard. His voice filled the surroundings. Jinbei and Crocodile could not find any trace of him. They stood back to back with extremely solemn expressions.

He clenched his teeth so hard that he almost bled.

It is normal for things to change on the battlefield, but this change is too big, right?

It was obviously them who were shouting and killing just now, so why did they turn into Sith so quickly?

They clenched their fists, seeing and hearing the domineering aura surrounding them, and their eyes were full of vigilance.

Hidden in the darkness, Sith's eyes never left the figures of the two people in front of him.

Their breath was messed up.

Bista's arrest did give them a big blow.

Cao GUI was right about momentum. Once the attack was strong, it would weaken again, and then it would be exhausted. Once the offensive stopped, the momentum on both of them was like a dam releasing flood, and it fell instantly.

The Sith could feel that the threat to him from Crocodile and Jinbe was reduced.

If it was a pack of wolves on the ice sheet just now, now it is at best two domestic hounds. Although they are equally dangerous, they have lost their indomitable fierceness.

His heart was trembling and hesitating. Sith knew that his chance was coming, and maybe he only needed a little catalyst.

His right hand moved up and grabbed Bista's neck.

There was no emotion in his eyes. As the old saying goes, whether it was a navy or a pirate, when they first set foot on the sea, they should have imagined the scene of their own death.

There is no need to hesitate or hesitate, everyone has to reach this point one day.

"what!"

A shrill scream sounded, and Jinbei's eyelids trembled. This voice was very familiar to him. It belonged to Bista.

His fists were clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh, and his whole body was shaking with anger.

"Bista..."

Another old friend of many years is gone. This war is really too bad.

There was steam coming out of his nose, and he was angry. The anger almost burned his chest. He didn't know if it was the hatred for the Sith, or an accusation of this cruel war, or both.

Crocodile does not have as many inner dramas as Kai Xia Jinbei, but his mood is also not very good. The rabbit dies and the fox is sad. This is an unavoidable feeling.

"Next, it's your turn!"

The Sith's voice rang in their ears, coming down the wind like a whisper among demons.

呲味~

The sound of burning flames sounded in the space, and a huge black fireball hit the middle of the two people.

"That rascal."

The two of them cursed secretly, feeling the violent power contained in the fireball, and jumped away from each other somewhat reluctantly.

According to the original tactics, they should not separate, but the incident happened suddenly, and the angle of the Sith's attack was so tricky. They had no other choice but to separate and dodge. They couldn't resist with their bodies, right?

boom!

There was a violent explosion behind him, and a huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky.

The ice melted, a burst of gray-white steam rose up, and the distance between the two became wider and wider.

Darkness came from all directions, blocking his sight. Amidst the explosion, Sith took the opportunity to rush out, like an athlete running a 100-meter race, but he was faster than any 100-meter racer. If he participated In the Olympics, he will definitely break the world record. He is confident.

The darkness gathered and condensed into a sharp spear in his right hand. With the spear tip forward, he went straight towards Crocodile.

It is absolutely not advisable to fight against many enemies. This is simply the price of blood. After finally killing one of them, he definitely does not want to repeat the scene of being surrounded and beaten again.

His target was Crocodile Crocodile Crocodile. He was very confident in his fire. After being burned by him for so long, Crocodile's situation was definitely not very good.

The reality was indeed the case. With the cigar between his teeth, Crocodile felt that he had never been so thin before. Even if he ate pork chop rice from Impel Down all day long, he had never felt so thin.

With a frown, Crocodile sensed the approach of the Sith.

A trace of sullenness flashed across his face.

"That bastard Sith, what does he think of me? A weakling worse than Jinbe?"

In an instant, Crocodile's focus was a little off, but this did not prevent him from defensively counterattacking. His body was covered with sand and dust, and the big hook on his left hand was directly wrapped around the black gun.

A sharp giant sword of yellow sand rose from the ground into the sky.

"Desert Sword!"

Sith held the gun body with one hand, used his five fingers to use the force of the spear, jumped up from the ground, and got rid of Crocodile's attack.

The bodies are close again.

"Scorching Escape·Oversteam Killing Power!"

With a pull of his left hand, a dark fire dragon spiraled up from the darkness. At such a short distance, Crocodile's expression suddenly changed. He could feel the scorching temperature on the fire dragon.

What a difficult bastard.

Crocodile spit out the cigar in his mouth and backed away quickly.

"Crocodile!"

Jinbe roared, and his slightly fat and bloated body rushed towards the two of them, but on this ever-changing battlefield, he had no time to stop them.

There were rolling sandstorms on the ground, like earth-yellow barriers, firmly protecting Crocodile inside.

But this was just a little obstacle. In a flash, Sith threw the black spear in his hand.

Whoosh!

There was a sound of breaking through the air. Compared to the fire dragon, the speed of the black spear was definitely worthy of the extremely fast sound. In just a blink of an eye, the tip of the spear pierced the first barrier.

Click!Click!Click!

The barrier shattered, like a glass mirror being sliced ​​open.

On the road where the black gun opened, the fire dragon followed closely behind, the space became distorted under the heat, and Crocodile's face became more ferocious.

This malicious blow was enough to make his already fragile body lose its fighting power.

His eyes swept around the battlefield, his brain was working rapidly, and he was looking for an opportunity to break the situation.

How to do?How to do?

Sweat beads slowly fell from his forehead. The fire dragon was getting closer and closer to him, but Jinbei was getting further and further away from him.

fish? water?

Crocodile's eyes suddenly lit up, and his gaze glanced at the shark-like teeth on Jinbe's face.

The corners of his mouth were raised high. He seemed to have found a way to break the situation.

"Erosion of reincarnation!"

He roared, his right hand pressed against the ground, and his abilities were activated with almost all his strength.

quick!quick!quick!

Crocodile kept screaming in his heart, and finally, the ground dried up and cracked, forming a long and thin strip of sand.

Only a few seconds had passed, but Crocodile seemed to have experienced several days.

The body fell down, and the whole person merged into the sand belt. He was like a real crocodile. Now that the fish has returned to the river, he and Sith must settle their accounts.