The faint cold glow suddenly appeared. While watching Gana in the mirror, Na Muir arrogantly chopped the countless arms that came around. There was no way to break the situation with injuries. How could death be expected? The dropped Vista suddenly rushed in front of him, and he slashed at himself without any explanation.
One after another of weird horrors, Muir's head almost stopped turning, Fishman, who was filled with sea water more than his brain, felt that he could no longer understand this World at this moment!
His eyes looked towards Vista, a strand of black thread entangled his eyeballs in the ruthless coldness, as if there was another weird silhouette watching him in the depths of that eye.
The split blade light falls, and the unpredictable Muir like falling in a ice hole, the space in front of me is like a silver bottle suddenly breaks through the water broth and burst fourth, the entire invisible space is covered by this Split in half.
Under the shroud of the sword, the entire space is locked in a terrifying imposing manner, and Muir is reacting to his senses at this moment and can't avoid it.
Seeing that he has nowhere to hide, Muir took a deep breath, next moment, the muscles all over his body swelled suddenly, his muscles swelled, his skeleton stretched, and he suddenly raised two heads in place, with fish scales. Shaped waves float on the muscles, and the thick nape bulges.
Immediately, he took a half step to the side, lifting his waist, his elbows like two harpoons smashed into the air, and he slammed up against the falling blade.
clang!
The clang of metal hits, the blade cracks, and the broken blade stabs into the root of Na Muir's elbow, cutting off large pieces of flesh and bone Stubble.
next moment, Na Muir howled, the elbow slammed into the strong wind, Vista grinned, and the broken knife in his hand turned very fast. Following the moment he bent his elbow, he His wrist shrank back strangely, and the blade light flowed strangely, as if a handful of black liquid disappeared, and then dexterously flipped at his fingertips, and then, it was the reverse.
In an instant, the air shattered, the broken knife stuck into the root of the elbow, half of his arm was cut off, and Na Muir was aroused fiercely, and the rest of the broken elbow hit Vista as usual. On the chest, the latter immediately blasted out like a cannonball, hitting a mirror surface, rippling with trembling waves.
"Hey, fresh flesh and blood, it's not always good to waste!"
The cold and gloomy voice echoed in the mirror prison, and the Blackbeard who fought fiercely with Ace complexion changed , He was very familiar with the voice: "It's Yarlin, is he going to show up at last!"
The voice echoed in his ears, as if someone was whispering strangely, and a dark crack suddenly appeared there. In front of Muir's eyes, countless dark and mysterious silk threads came out, making a crazy "si si" sound, like a bloodthirsty poisonous snake, smelling the smell of blood, and biting at Muir's cut off in an insidious manner. Elbow root.
I was embedded by the blade, only a piece of skin and lotus root was hanging on it. It was torn off by the black thread. That Muir complexion changed, and the other palm was closed like a knife crazy Dancing and cutting on the black line, it seemed to slip without force. The strong wind only shattered a dozen black lines, but the remaining black lines immediately wrapped around his wrist.
Retract, pull, and terrifying power, as if a huge giant beast is pulling him into the dark crack, and at the same time, the black lines surging out from the drilling secretly condense into one Human type.
"Yin cracks!"
A weird nether glow emerges from a finger, the dark shadows are condensed into a bunch of lines, a crack is penetrated in the space, and a straight hole penetrates it. Muir's shoulders.
Black's finger hole emerged with cold black air, the flesh in Muir's wound was rapidly decayed and withered, an invisible shadow wriggling in the flesh, like an invisible snake gnawing Eat its flesh and blood.
bang!
Booming artillery fire, terrifying fire snakes swaying, smashing the surrounding mirrors and wax statues into shattered dross, gasped for breath, a bloody Kuliai Er bumped over.
A ball of rotating shell fired from the barrel, breaking the black thread from the hook, and Muir quickly broke free from the black thread. However, the black thread looked like a living thing, despite being Cut off, but like a tenacious "earthworm", even if the body is broken, it can survive for a long time, squirming crazily along the wounds on his shoulder and elbow, and drilled towards him within the body.
"aaaaaah ——"
As if countless ants are rushing towards the body within the body, Muir was horrified to pull the threads from the body and throw them at Step on the ground into debris.
"Culiair, Namuel, let's put aside our grievances and charge ahead first?"
Marshall D·Teach stood in the field staring quietly Yarlin in the center, surrounded by Yarlin, the apostles shrouded in black robe all exudes a cold and strange terrifying aura, and the most shocking thing is that Vista and poison are standing there, using a kind of The same strange and unfamiliar eyes locked on him.
"Dead? Alive? Was it manipulated by Yarlin... So, so is Ace... It's a terrifying ability!" Marshall D·Teach took a deep breath. "There is such a strange and evil ability. It feels more terrifying than Whitebeard's ability. If I can have this strange ability..."
Marshall D·Teach's heart emerged Greedy, he swallowed fiercely and spit, then condensed the salivation in his eyes, and then said solemnly to Culiair and Namuel: "You have also seen it. Compared to my Blackbeard, this Marine is only He is a truly dangerous character. He designed this trap to kill us all..."
"I was so clean that I was left behind. The original plan was you What was proposed, I just made a slight change in your script." Yarlin scanned the crowd with profound meaning, faintly said: "To ring the bell of the new era, give the great Whitebeard Edward Newgate Sending a heroic funeral, I took great pains to attract you."
Marshall D·Teach's face turned dark, and he stopped arguing with Yarlin meaninglessly.
"This time I was fooled, but you thought it would definitely keep my Marshall D·Teach's life. That was a silly dream."
Blackbeard With both arms raised above the head, the space collapsed into a group of dark black holes, one after another black light blooming on top of each other, like a black sun.
"Those apostles are probably the same as Doc Q and Vista. They are all living dead manipulated by Yarlin's abilities. Therefore, if you kill him, the remaining apostles should all die." Marshall D•Teach's eyes are venomous. From a certain perspective, his guess is infinitely close to the truth.
The black sun rotates rapidly, and a large amount of annihilated black liquid spreads out, turning into countless dark water with terrifying gravitation to shoot towards Yarlin surrounded by the apostle...