I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

Hiding under the sand belt, the fire dragon flashed past Crocodile's scalp, and he could even feel the scorching heat above.

If this fire hit him, he had no doubt that it would cause serious damage to him.

Different from the flames that were ignited on the Sith just now, one was a hasty counterattack, and the other was a kill that had been brewing for a long time. The threat posed by the two was completely incomparable.

"call out!"

Crocodile took a long, frightened breath and regained his composure.

No matter how powerful it was, it didn't hit him anyway, right?

Now comes the crocodile part. He wants to tear the Sith into pieces of rotten flesh like a real crocodile.

In the sand belt, Crocodile's speed was getting faster and faster, his face was fierce, and two long knives made of yellow sand had condensed in his hands. He wanted to make a big gash on the Sith's neck.

"Humph!"

Sisi scowled and snorted coldly. He could feel Jinbe approaching from behind, and he wanted to seize the opportunity.

His right hand hooked in the air, and another slender black spear appeared in his hand. His whole body was burning with flames, and his aura was extremely dangerous and terrifying.

The two suddenly approached, Crocodile opened his eyes wide, and his energy was extremely concentrated.

Their eyes met, followed by the collision of spears and sand knives.

boom!boom!

Obviously they are not metal, but both of them keep making metallic knocking sounds.

Both of them moved very quickly, and in just the blink of an eye, they exchanged blows several times.

Although Crocodile's strength is not bad, he relies too much on Devil Fruit after all. In terms of physical skills alone, he is not a heavyweight at all. In just a few fights, Crocodile was suppressed by the Sith. Go down.

"Wow~ wow, Crocodile, is this the only level of power you rely on? You want to kill me, it's really ridiculous. Although you are also a Shichibukai, without Jinbei, you are nothing."

The Sith is low-pitched, and there is a kind of magical power that confuses people's hearts. As the ruler of darkness, it seems to be an innate magic power.

"Wilson Sith, you contemptuous bastard."

Crocodile cursed angrily, and his eyes turned red instantly.

He is an arrogant person by nature. Not to mention the Sith, even Whitebeard is not convinced by him. If it were not forced by life, he would never join forces with Kai Xia Jinbei, but now the Sith is in front of him. Accusing him of not being as good as Jinbe in front of him was simply worse than killing him.

The proud sand giant was provoked, and he had to make the Sith suffer.

Of course, if it were normal times, although Crocodile would be very angry, he would never be so out of control. The reason is that he himself is not in the state.

Dehydration, injuries, months of imprisonment, and the effects of Sith abilities meant that he was now trapped both internally and externally.

Just like that, Sith hooked him with just a simple move.

The nearby gravel surged, and Crocodile turned into swords with both hands, rising into the sky, and in a blink of an eye, he suddenly attacked the Sith.

The corners of Sith's mouth curled up and his eyes sank. This was the effect he wanted. If he kept hiding in the gravel, he might not be able to do anything to defeat Crocodile, or it would be a waste of time.

Turning the spear in his hand, black flames surged up and down on it like a tide. He licked his lips and faced it head on.

The tip of the spear passed through the slit between Crocodile's knives, and with a strong force from both arms, the sand knife was shattered.

The door in front of him was wide open, and as soon as the shadow was pulled, Sith swung his leg in the air, with a domineering force between his legs, and kicked Crocodile on the waist with a swipe.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spat out, Crocodile's eyes bulged, and then there was a sound of air splitting in his ears, and he was kicked out.

boom!

Flying sand rose up from the ground again, and the building not far away collapsed with explosions. Sith turned around in the air, and with the help of inertia, a black spear with a destructive aura left his hand.

The javelin left his hand, and the black flame that was originally as docile as a house cat in the hands of the Sith instantly swelled up, like a beast that had lost its shackles, roaring violently in the air, but that was not actually a roar, but a wail of the air being torn apart. .

It was like a slender cannonball, pointing directly at Crocodile's heart.

"Crocodile!"

Jinbei's eyes widened with split canthus, he stared at Sith and roared violently, his fat body bursting out at a speed completely disproportionate to his size.

His eyes became redder and redder, and he stretched out his right hand towards the front.

Not even close.

There was almost despair in his eyes, unable to catch up.

boom!

The space was torn apart, and a tall figure stood in front of Crocodile. The sword slashed from the sky, as if the entire sky was cut in half.

"Whitebeard? Hey, I didn't expect you to save Crocodile. You couldn't even save your son, but you are saving your own enemy."

Sis held the wound on his waist with one hand, and the darkness repeatedly shuttled back and forth like a thin thread, making up for the wound on his body. He stared at the tall figure in front of him and sneered.

"Whoosh...whoosh!"

Whitebeard gasped hard for a while, raised the knife and looked at Sith.

His condition was not very good, there were wounds all over his body, and many blades were stuck in his body without being pulled out.

There was a big hole in his chest, and blood could not stop flowing out from the inside. It was left by Sakaski.

Could it be that he didn't see Bista's death?

How can it be? The anger in his chest was about to burst out, but he had no choice. When he was about to rescue Bista, Sakaski punched him in the chest.

After all, Sakaski and other marines are not stupid. It is not easy for a captain-level figure to retire from the big stage of life. How can they watch Whitebeard go to disrupt the situation.

Whether they are generals, lieutenant generals, major generals, or even ordinary navy, they are all trying their best to create opportunities for the Sith. It can be said that the death of Bista is not only the result of the Sith alone, but also the work of all The navy sacrificed its life for an opportunity.

But opportunities always fleeting. For example, right now, Sith did not seize the opportunity to kill Crocodile.

Sakaski left a big hole in Whitebeard's chest, and he himself was beaten without a trace by Whitebeard.

Crocodile's expression seemed to be much uglier than that of the Sith.

"Ahem, old man, get out of my way. I don't need your mercy."

He roared, put his hands on the ground, and tried to get up from the ground with some difficulty. He kept coughing, and there was a dull pain in his chest. He had at least three or four broken bones.