"Get out of the way!" Crockdahl roared, and the sand, under his control, turned into a huge saloon and rushed forward. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info The Dragon of the Wild Sand, he used it against Hawkeye, and now although it is on the sea, the dragon's power is still the same, and even when it passes through the sky, it seems to be still roaring.

Unlike against Hawkeye, the dragon did not appear in the sand, but in his hands, twisting and turning as his hands danced, and with a few twists in mid-air evaded the naval officers' resistance, and then bombarded the formation formed by the navy.

To tell the truth, the momentum of the naval officers is indeed very strong, and their cooperation is also very skillful, launching long-range attacks in layers, forming waves of barrage, blocking Crockdahl's assault. Moreover, under the power of Sharon, they also jointly attacked, hoping to snipe Sharon in mid-air, bullets, bows and arrows, sword energy, and other attacks, hitting Sharon and splashing countless gravel, but in the end failed to stop Sharon from advancing.

The shadow of the famous tree of people, the name of the Seven Martial Seas of Crockdal is very loud, and naturally his strength is not bad. Although it is a pity that they could not intercept it, it did not have any impact on the psychology of these navies, and they still insisted on their protective front and did not retreat.

If long-range attacks are useless, they will be melee!

It has to be said that the quality of the naval officers is very good, and the personal strength is also very strong, although the long-range has not been able to stop Sharon's breakthrough, but it has also consumed a lot of Sharon's strength. In close combat, although a large number of naval officers were repulsed by Sharon's shock, they also managed to break up the Krokdal attack.

At the cost of vomiting blood from more than a dozen people, the naval officers directly broke up the head and neck of Sharon, and the back part was also cut in half by the combined attack of the swordsmen among the officers, and Krokdal's attack was taken by them in an orderly manner. However, Crockdahl's purpose is not here, and it is fortunate that it will succeed, and it will not hurt if it fails. The Dragon of the Wild Sand didn't succeed, but it also stopped the naval officer's onslaught, and Krokdal and the others advanced some distance again.

100 meters.

Crockdahl looked down, and a wildly spinning boomerang brushed his scalp......

90 m ......

The bullets that came in an instant were like a torrential rain, and they directly knocked Crockdahl into a sieve, but the wound quickly sanified and healed......

80 m ......

Erupting flames filled the space in front of him, and the scorching air parched Crockdahl's mouth. The sand spread frantically to block the flames, but suddenly cooled down and turned into solid ice, shattering apart......

70 meters!

The boomerang was directly shredded by the quick-eyed Daz Bonis with a slash, but then more than a dozen slashes that broke through the air hit Daz Bonis's body solidly, and blood flew ......

60 meters!!

Suddenly, a series of columns of water erupted on the surface of the sea, and the turbulent sea surface was churning endlessly, and the raging sea showed his majesty as always, and the thick column of water seemed to be a beast that devoured everything......

50 m !!

"Ahh The sea burst open, and the surface of the sea instantly seemed to be foggy.

……

It's closer......

Crockdahl smiled sinisterly, staring at the naval officers not far in front of him, but disappointed to find no restlessness or panic.

It's closer......

Countless slashes and barrages exploded, as well as chains, vines, and air blades...... All sorts of attacks filled the space in front of him, and they were enough to make an exhibition, showing the methods of attack that the world has......

"Hehehehe......" Crockdahl licked his lips and let out a beastly laugh.

The attack arrived, and the closer it gets, the denser and more powerful the attack becomes. Faced with this almost impossible attack, Crockdahl strangely stopped in mid-air. It's as if time stops for a moment, but it's time that flows, and he stops. The huge contrast between movement and stillness caused a huge error in the naval officer's attack, and at the same time, this uncomfortable feeling made them feel the urge to vomit blood.

The more powerful the battle, the more an opportunity and a moment are being fought for. Such a momentary mistake made the attacks of those almost invulnerable naval officers who cooperated with each other become flawed, after all, no matter how perfect the cooperation was, they were not alone. In the case of not being alone, there will be differences in their thoughts.

In this way, some of the naval officers want to be a little ahead of schedule and make a measure of advance, some want to be a little behind, so that they can cope with the changes in the future, and some want to follow the original trajectory and want to cope with all changes with the same...... Everyone had their own ideas, and in an instant, the flood of attacks became staggered, and the scattered attacks made Crockdahl more and more comfortable to deal with.

Time, however, did not allow them to attack again.

Followed by Crocodahl, Daz Bonis also showed their strength as high-ranking cadres, and perhaps Baroque Walker's low-key purpose kept them from the world, but this day was bound to be their time to become famous. Daz Bonis's slash, Pola's spikes, von Clay's punches and kicks......

For a while, they also showed their abilities, doing their best to spread their attack power around. After all, there are so many naval officers that they can completely ignore it, and there must be enemies all around, except for the front......

Behind them, there was the Tempest that was moving again, and although it had been stagnant for a short time, it had also made him very wounded, and the restarted Tempest seemed to be a little unstable in its voyage, swaying on the surface of the sea, but it was not slow at all.

As a battleship-class giant ship in itself, the result of its displacement far exceeding that of ordinary warships is that it moves slowly, but at this time, the Rainstorm got rid of people's common sense and ran out of the destroyer-level speed.

If you look closely, you will see that Shanti is like the goddess of luck that is often used on the bow of merchant ships in the sea, holding her hands behind her back, as if she is under great pressure. Under her ability, the Tempest was immediately lightened, and with a speed and agility that were completely inconsistent with his own tonnage, with the efforts of the pirates, it quickly rushed out like a wave, and flew away from the iron rope array coiled at the bottom of the ship.

Like a wild bee that sees its prey, the sailors pounced on the Tempest, and the small boats that flew out of the navy warship one after another continued to harass the large ship with a crocodile at the bow. Moreover, the navy continued to take to the deck and enter hand-to-hand combat with the pirates. Even so, it could not stop the Tempest, and the sailors who were rushing forward fell into the water one after another under the attack of pirates who were far stronger than them.

The pirates on deck are busy, some of them are at the helm of the ship, some are protecting Shanti and the snipers, and some are fighting with the navy. In close combat, the senior cadres who stayed on the ship were naturally not comparable to ordinary naval soldiers, and almost wherever they went, violent screams would be heard, and the naval soldiers fell into the water like dumplings. In the midst of the screams, the croaking sound of rrychrissimas continued to come, adding a bit of weird tragedy to this chaotic battlefield.

Of course, there are exceptions. That's the guy Kurokas. I don't know what he thinks, but he actually moved a recliner and sat on it happily and looked lively. And amazingly, no one bothered her. At the same time, beside him, the little girl shrank there with tears in her eyes, looking at everything in front of her in horror. Her abilities are not suitable for combat, and she is a little girl, and all she can do is protect herself.

"The Red of Akalin!" The dazzling pink color was painted on himself and Kulokas's bodies, and although the color was bright, it was ignored by the surrounding marines and pirates.

Vaguely, the Tempest was sailing faster and faster, and more and more steady. Kulokas was aware of it and looked at the bow of the ship, the lifelike crocodile. Perhaps, that's real, right?

I had this feeling on Roger's boat before.

In a trance, he seemed to be able to hear a crocodile roar......

The crocodile's roar spread throughout the battlefield, but most of the people were unaware of it and still fought.

"Huh? This is ......" Crockdahl suddenly realized, turned around and glanced at his boat, only to see the crocodile on the bow of the ship as if it was alive and swimming with its head and tail, pulling its boat forward quickly......

"Lily, is that you......"

Crocodile tears are precious, and almost all the crocodiles' lives may not shed a single tear. And Crockdahl, who compares himself to a crocodile, easily discards the precious thing at this time. It's just a little bit of liquid, and it's impossible to get wet even on the ground......

"Roar~" Again, a hysterical roar came from behind him, and the Rainstorm suddenly broke out at an unprecedented speed, and even rushed out of the sea, crossed the layers of encirclement in one fell swoop, and fell outside the iron array.

And at this point, Crockdahl smiled. Feeling the cool mist spread, a shadow flashed overhead, and the rainstorm hit the sea heavily in front of it.

"Hahahaha...... Hahaha...... Hahaha! Crazy laughter, heartfelt laughter, Crockdahl made no secret of his mood at this time. And it seems that with this moment, the world in front of him seems to have faded a veil and become clearer.

"Hahahaha...... Great Voyage! New world! Wait for me...... I'm Crockdahl here! ”