Klockdahl endured the pain on his face and slowly got up, staring at the black-haired young man opposite with murderous intent.

Although he has just been made a move, this move may be able to knock people out with a single blow to ordinary newcomers, but he is not a rookie, and this kind of attack is already commonplace in the days when he gallops in the new world.

The strength was strong, but it wasn't enough to make him unconscious.

"You say I'm your whetstone? Don't be too arrogant, little ghost. Klockdahl spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Rain Falls!"

"Huh?" Klockdahl was startled.

The water seeping from the glass on the ground suddenly seemed to be conscious, and it rose high, forming a huge waterfall and attacking Klockdal.

Klockdahl's face remained unchanged: "Prevent me from elementalizing? ”

Klockdahl turned into yellow sand, turned and swept in the direction of the waterfall, flew towards Hopodi in an arc, and stretched out a golden hook in his left hand, which was less than a meter away from Hopodi, and was nailed down by a hook.

Hopodi jumped two steps back, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the waterfall behind him suddenly formed a dragon, straight behind Klockdahl: "It's really you, rain dragon!"

"What?" Crocodall turned his head and snorted disdainfully.

The water dragon bared its fangs and swallowed it towards Klockdahl, and the huge water dragon compared to Klockdahl's body, and he couldn't imagine any way for him to take this move.

I saw that Klockdahl suddenly stopped moving, and directly stretched out his left hand: "Dry crack!"

The huge water dragon was like dust that had been drilled into the vacuum cleaner in an instant, and nothing was absorbed in an instant.

Klockdahl looked back at the oozing glass hole, and shook it directly with his hand: "Sand wall!"

In less than a second, a huge wall of sand formed directly blocked the water that seeped into the room.

Klockdahl looked back at Hopodi again, and sneered: "The information you have received is indeed very restrained to me, but now that there is no water in this room, what about you? With your level of domineering, if you had the confidence to hit me, you wouldn't have used water just now." ”

"But there's other things in this room, like this......" Hopodi's fingers crackled, a little of the glass next to it.

"Little ghost, you're really not giving up. Sara!"

A tiny tornado storm of yellow sand gathered from Klockdahl's hand, then slowly grew in size, eventually enveloping nearly a quarter of the room's mask.

Luffy and the others, who were imprisoned in the sea-building gabions, all clung to the fence of the sea-building stone because of the salon roll.

Luffy spit out a soft tongue and said weakly: "Come on~~ Defeat Klockdahl~" This is probably the most uninfectious solidarity ever.

Hobodi's expression was puzzled at the moment, can the sand also control the direction of the wind?

No, to be precise, it's the sand that drives the air to form a desert tornado.

"What's wrong, boy?" Klockdahl couldn't help but laugh as he looked at Hopodi's helpless appearance.

The irony hidden in that smile is that, yes, even if you use the direction of the wind, you can only make the sandstorm more and more powerful.

"Have you fully investigated the power of my Devil Fruit?"

This is not a natural zone, and for Hobodi, who is able to travel through the clouds and rain, the power to manipulate natural phenomena is greatly reduced.

Of course, this terrain is the same for the Sandy Fruit Klockdahl, once outside, the opponent is more powerful in the desert area.

Hobodi stood still, his knees sank, and his feet erupted and rushed towards the opposite side.

"Do you still want to reveal your identity? Kuhahaha...... Then die as you wish!"

The huge sandstorm tornado swirling in the underground room suddenly stopped, and the sand turned into a blade that shot down from the sky.

At a speed that could not be stopped, Hobodi's shoulders were swept by the chaotic blades from above, and his shoulders, calves, and abdomen were hit one after another.

"Immortal boy, are you still relying on your domineering?"

Klockdahl scoffed, facing Hopodi who had reached him less than three meters away, Klockdahl remained unmoved.

Bang!

The fist struck him in the chest, sending a splash of loose sand.

"Stupid. ”

Poof!

The golden hook pierced Hopodi's abdomen directly, and then pulled it back, throwing Hopodi to the ground casually, Klockdahl stepped on Hopodi's back, looking down and in a low tone: "Don't be too arrogant, boy, the punch that attacked me with water is really good." But don't think of me as the kind of third-rate pirate who only relies on his ability to make a fortune, even if it is a devil fruit, there is a way to exercise, and the promotion obtained through training is not at the same level as you at all, understand?"

The sharp pain in his body came, and Hopodi clenched his teeth, his mind racing and thinking about what to do.

It is impossible for the other party to give water, and his own domineering spirit cannot capture the degree of elemental cultivation of the other party.

Now the only thing that can be used in this room is the Hailou Stone of the fence, if he is fixed next to the Hailou Stone, he can hit his strength.

But obviously, it is impossible for the other party to give him this opportunity!

The only way left is to compress the humidity of the air in this room, then gather rainwater and sprinkle it, and then use physical techniques......

That's it.

Hopodi slashed at the foot that was stepping on him with a knife in one hand, and unsurprisingly, the other party immediately used elementalization, and all he hit was a bunch of yellow sand. Then, Hobodi hurriedly got up, and his hands made dragon claw shapes, gathering the humidity in the air.

Although the water that had just seeped out of the glass sink was absorbed, the humidity on the ground was still there, and in less than three seconds, a white cloud gathered on the top of Hobodi's head.

Crockdahl glanced at it and lit a cigar, "Can you do this without that form?" But you don't think I'm going to give you time to rain like that, do you?"

Klockdahl ripped off the tip of the golden hook with his right hand, revealing an iron, sharper hook stained with purple liquid, and a drop fell to the ground as a splash of foam.

"Seeing this, you should know what happened to you?. ”

"So you're poor, just gilded?"

A taunt silenced the room, and from the cage came the rolling laughter of some unscrupulous fellow, and Klockdahl's face immediately darkened: "Die!"

"Sand vine bondage. ”

From Hobodi's feet, the slate suddenly turned into yellow sand powder, forming two vine-like patterns that tightly bound Hopodi's legs, and in an instant, Klockdahl flew in front of Hopodi's eyes with a hook, and the poisonous hook stabbed Hopodi in the abdomen again.

"Armed color!"

Eight Poles Collapse.

"It's useless!" Ren fist slammed into his chest, and Klockdahl's poison hook was raised high.

“......”

Bang.

Hopodi's left fist missed, and his right hand hit directly on Klockdahl's poison hook, which suddenly creaked and cracked, and Klockdahl's eyes sank.

"It's useless. Before the hook shattered, Klockdahl stabbed Hopodi directly into the abdomen, and the sound of a pop into the abdomen rang out, and then the hook snapped.

"Then you are inflicted on yourself, and the whole hook has fallen into your stomach. Isn't it more troublesome?" Klockdahl snorted, laughed and turned around, "Goodbye, Miss King." ”

Hobodi spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, his vision gradually blurred, the pain had been paralyzed, but more neurotoxins were destroyed in his body, like lightning striking on the blood vessels, quickly infecting.

Consciousness is going to be blurred, but it can't fall down yet.

Even if there is a gap, I must not be ground by a whetstone!!

Poison, just take out all the infected blood!

Hobodi thrust one hand into his abdomen—

The next moment, there was a sudden pop of something in the room, followed by a metal clatter.