The failure of this attack made Crockdahl feel chagrined. At the same time www.biquge.info unconsciously, he began to get agitated. The frequency of the attack gradually accelerated, from a sneak attack every ten minutes to a strong attack every few minutes, which could obviously make people feel Crockdahl's irritability.

There was more and more sand and dust in the air, almost to the point of being out of sight. Moreover, in addition to blocking the vision, these sand and dust also have the effect of weakening people's five senses, and being trapped in the sand and dust is like a traveler trapped in a sandstorm in the desert, with only helplessness.

In the dim dust, Hawkeye couldn't find Crockdahl's whereabouts, let alone attack. And Crockdahl took advantage of the cover of the sandstorm to call in and out, so that Hawkeye only had the ability to parry. However, although he can't see Crockdahl's trace, Hawkeye's amazing intuition can always make Crockdahl's attacks come to naught. The truly strong do not rely on more than just the five senses.

Hawkeye seemed to have sensed Crockdahl's irritability at this time, and a smile could not help but hang on the corner of his mouth.

Although Crockdahl became agitated, he was an extremely experienced sea thief after all, and he could adjust if he was given a little time. The current anxiety is only temporary. Thinking of this, Hawkeye knew that the opportunity was in front of him and could not wait any longer.

Hawkeye held the black knife in front of his eyes and slowly closed his eyes. It was like a pebble thrown into the surface of a calm lake, and the air was centered on the black knife, which seemed to produce a circle of ripples visible to the naked eye, spreading out in all directions.

"Huh?" Crockdahl saw Hawkeye's movements, and suddenly mentioned in his heart, the secret is not good. But before he could make any moves, he saw Hawkeye's eyes open suddenly, a fine light flashed between his eyes, and at the same time, a strong momentum emanated from him as the center, calm without a trace of fireworks.

For a moment, it seemed that the whole space was quiet, and time seemed to freeze.

Crockdahl began to pay attention when Hawkeye made a move. As soon as the ripples dispersed, Crockdahl felt bad, and his grip on the sand began to loosen little by little. However, when Hawkeye opened his eyes, the light pierced his mind, and in an instant, Hawkeye's eyes were sharper than the eagle, and he felt dizzy, and the elementalization could not be maintained, and he was forced to appear.

Although Crockdahl felt dizzy, he still reacted quickly, and the hook in his left hand subconsciously blocked in front of him, just blocking Hawkeye's attack without allowing a shot, and using the power of this attack to explode back and retreat more than ten meters to prevent Hawkeye's next attack.

"What's going on?" Crockdahl broke out in a cold sweat, completely unaware of why he suddenly lost the power of the Devil Fruit he relied on at that moment, although it was only for a short moment, he walked around the ghost gate.

"Domineering! Admission to the second half of the Great Voyage. Hawkeye's voice was still so flat, so flat that Crockdahl was frightened, "I'm not very good at this, but ......"

The sand and dust flying in the sky fell with a bang, but it couldn't get close to Hawkeye and Crookdahl's body.

The dust settled, and the clarity was restored. But Crockdahl felt a palpitation. Because in the moment of being shocked by Hawkeye's domineering, these sands lost contact with him. In other words, Krokdahl's greatest advantage is lost. And the Devil Fruit ability that he relied on was completely restrained by Hawkeye's domineering.

Domineering, Crockdahl knows this kind of thing, and Hawkeye's knife has always been attached to the armed color domineering, which makes him always vigilant when fighting. But this is the first time he has seen this kind of use, and the content he knew before crossing is always ambiguous about the domineering explanation.

A smile appeared at the corner of Hawkeye's mouth, and the victory was in hand. Although he himself doesn't pay attention to cultivating domineering, but he is friends with the red hair, and he will also use it a little bit, and now he suddenly uses it, and he immediately receives fruitful results.

The only good news may be that although the sand has been affected by domineering, which has made Crockdahl a little sluggish in control, it is also gradually recovering. Domineering, it doesn't seem to be effective for a long time.

"Haha! Eagle Eye! I didn't expect your domineering to be so powerful, although domineering can restrain the ability of Devil Fruits, but can you really restrain the power of nature? Let you see the true meaning of nature!" Crockdahl looked crazy, his face was hideous, and the scar on his face wriggled like a worm.

"Oh no......" Hawkeye squirmed and hurriedly swung his knife at Crockdahl. However, it was too late. In a matter of moments when he was blocked by the several walls of sand that Crockdahl had erected, Crockdahl's long-planned move had been unleashed.

"Come on, come on!" cried out Crockdahl, pulling his right hand, and a cyclone formed in his hand, and then spun faster and faster, like a thunderbolt of the wind. The cyclone in Crockdahl's hand grew larger, and the spinning became more violent.

"Desert...... Storm!" In a moment, the small cyclone had turned into a small tornado of man height, spinning in Crockdahl's hands, and the sand on the ground was drawn into the tornado by the wind. The tornado seems to be the mouth of a prehistoric giant beast, constantly devouring the things around it, growing, getting bigger and bigger, and it doesn't take long for it to become a giant tornado with a diameter of tens of meters.

At this time, Hawkeye was blocked by the sudden strong wind and was unable to rush over in time. By the time he finally broke through the wind barrier, the tornado in Crockdahl's hands had already formed.

The natural power of nature is the true meaning of the natural system. Because no matter how powerful the ability of the natural system is, after all, it only imitates nature, and cannot really become nature. This tornado, which was triggered by Crockdahl, was not much less than a real storm in the desert, but it was enough to bury a small city.

Facing the huge tornado like the mighty sky, Hawkeye's eyes became sharper and sharper, and the corners of his mouth also smiled happily. I saw that Hawkeye's arms were thickened as if inflated, and the green tendons were bulging, while the rest of his body was obviously thin. The strength of his arms increased suddenly, and the black knife slashed down with this increased power!

Between the swirling sword qi, there seemed to be layers of phantoms on the body of the black knife, but it was an illusory image formed by his crazy sword qi. The virtual image seemed to expand into an endless void, turning into a black knife that was a hundred times larger, shaking the tornado storm.

In the blink of an eye, the shadow of the sword slashed on the tornado, and the collision burst out with a violent sound, and it seemed that the whole world was fluctuating endlessly. And the location of contact, the energy that escapes from it also makes the sea waves, as if a tsunami will form at any time.

However, despite the difficulty, the black knife still did not stop, and after only pausing for a few breaths, it suddenly went down, broke through the wind wall of the tornado, and directly split the tornado in two and dissipated into the sky. The black knife was not stopped, slashing straight down, the sword qi suddenly broke through the air, and the sea was also affected by the aftermath of this knife, cracking a huge deep ditch.

A knife to cut off the sea, its Veros!

The world's No. 1 swordsman, sure enough, has his amazing artistic career.

For a moment, the sea was split in two, heading straight to the end of heaven and earth. It lasted less than two seconds, but it seemed to be an eternity, and then the sea merged, and the waves were agitated, and waves spread in all directions. In the middle of the waves, the haggard, bloodless Hawkeye climbed onto his coffin-like raft and lay down.

Kilometers away, Crockdahl, who had escaped as early as the storm collided with Hawkeye, sat down in his boat, spitting out a mouthful of blood and turning pale. Triggering a storm in the middle of the sea is already the limit of his ability, and although it is powerful, the load he receives is not small.

"Hawkeye...... I didn't expect you to be so strong......" Crockdahl laughed to himself. Looking in the direction of Hawkeye, Crockdahl was silent for a long time. I am still far from the top of this world, and the gap seems to be very large.

The waves were surging, and it took a long time for the waves on the surface of the sea to subside. If it weren't for the fact that the crew of the boat Crockdahl was on was all experienced veterans, it might have faced a silent end.

Once the waves had subsided, Krokdal left his pirate ship and took a solo paddle to control the ship in the direction of Hawkeye. The power of his boat was a propeller made of sand at the back of the boat. Although those with Devil Fruit abilities are disgusted by the sea and lose their strength when they touch the sea, if they cultivate, they can still weaken the effect of this restraint to a certain extent.

Moreover, people with natural Devil Fruit abilities can also use things they control to access seawater or Hailou Stones with the same effect as seawater, such as Smoker and Qingzhi are typical examples.

The boat made a splash of water, like a speedboat, and reached Hawkeye's raft. Hawkeye was lying on top of the raft at this time, gasping like bellows. His face was bloodless, weak, and obviously out of strength. When Hawkeye saw Crockdahl coming, he immediately looked vigilant and rolled over to his feet at the same time.

Even though his face was pale, Hawkeye's eyes were still sharp. And the momentum on his body also shows that although he seems to have lost his strength, he has not lost his combat effectiveness, at least Crockdahl, who is also prostration, is definitely not an opponent.

"Hey, hey, don't be so nervous!" Crockdahl tried to put on a kind appearance as he tried to smile kindly. But I don't know if it's because of the natural appearance problem, or because I've been a villain for a long time and lost my amiable nerves, in short, no matter how hard Crockdahl tries, it's like a wicked smile with bad intentions, and a villain on his face.

"I just wanted to talk to you about cooperation......