Rumble!

Countless candle ghost hands and candle weapons instantly overwhelmed Daz!

Daz used his body as a sword, slashed quickly in all directions, roared and burst out with all his strength, and slashed in all directions at 360 degrees to meet the wave of candle weapons that swept in.

Bang bang!

Under this extremely fast and powerful slash, the candle weapons that were close to steel were shattered one after another, and the candle crumbs flew like snowflakes in the sky.

Standing at the center of this "snowflake" dance, Daz Bonis's hands, feet, back, shoulders and even his head have become sharp blades.

Rotating the body at high speed while constantly slashing out the sword, it interprets the romance of slashing that is both beautiful and destructive.

At this moment, he is like a ballerina who gently stands on tiptoe and dances on the white stage.

The picture is too beautiful to be substituted.

But for Mr3, who is leisurely picking at his nose, Daz is indeed no different from a ballerina.

Don't ask why the 3rd brother is so arrogant, the candle weapons that are constantly regenerating in the candle field will give the answer!

In the distance, Klockdahl was staring at Daz Bonis, who was gradually suffering from injuries, and if this trend continued, it was only a matter of time before he failed.

Unexpectedly, Mr3 had not yet made a move, and Daz had already fallen into a situation of inevitable defeat......

Although there is a problem of fruit ability restraint, it is enough to prove the difference in strength between the two sides!

"Galtino, a useless thing, has developed such an amazing move."

The burning cigar emitted a faint smoke ring, and even the arrogant Lao Sha had to admit that Mr3's growth in the past two years was completely beyond his expectations.

You must know that Daz Bonis has followed him in the New World in the past two years, and has experienced a battle of life and death, and his strength has grown extremely significantly.

And even so, he was completely crushed by Mr3!

"In this case, the next battle may make me a little more serious......"

Klockdahl chuckled, twisting his stiff neck and making a clicking joint.

On the other side, Hancock, who was standing on the edge of the candle field and watching the battle, also frowned slightly, looking at Mr3 who was comfortable in the field and fell into thought.

This guy is a lot stronger than when he was in Kale Bali. The exercise effect of sea bike riding is so obvious? ’

Or is this current posture the performance of the peak of his strength? ’

Hancock subconsciously substituted himself into a battle simulation with Mr3, wanting to see what to do with those difficult candle weapons if he were to be himself.

After all, her own fighting style is similar to Daz Bonis's hand-to-hand combat.

Even in the face of Candle Purgatory, the physical technique that is purely centered on the legs and feet suffers even more than Daz's slash!

After a few moments, Hancock shook his head slightly.

Aside from the one-hit petrification attack against the womanizer Mr3, there is really no way to use this candle purgatory for a while.

Unless at the cost of exerting a huge amount of physical strength, forcibly break through the entire field!

Unlike Hancock's emotion, Ayasha, who was standing next to her, was unexpectedly calm.

"Shouldn't you be yelling with excitement at times like these?" Hancock said he didn't understand.

Hearing this, Ayasha took her eyes off Mr3, and a determined look flashed in her beautiful eyes that looked at Hancock.

"Brother 3 is amazing, isn't it a matter of course?" The girl tilted her head and smiled brightly.

Hancock: "...... You're right. ”

At the same time, in the candle field, there was a muffled sound of "bang".

Daz Bonis finally reached his limit, and the giant hammer solidified by the candle flew violently, falling right at Klockdahl's feet.

"President, I'm sorry, but I ......"

Daz Bonis, who was covered in injuries, let out a "wow" and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Then he tilted his head and passed out completely.

"Daz, you still have to risk your life to work hard."

Klockdahl didn't say anything of comfort that resembled fruit restraint, and after taking a hard puff on his cigar, he lowered his eyes expressionlessly and waved his hand lightly.

Sou!

A small sandstorm with weak power spawned out of thin air, like a light gust of wind slowly lifting Daz from the ground.

In the yellow sand fluttering, it whistled towards the flat ground far beyond the realm of candles.

Although he said harsh words, the way Lao Sha transferred Daz was surprisingly gentle.

"Well, long wait, Gal Dino."

After sending Daz away safely, Klockdahl raised his head slightly and looked at Mr3 standing in the center of the candle field.

In the depths of those eyes that were calm in both directions, there was an increasingly strong fighting intent.

"Come on, Klockdahl!"

Mr3 stopped the indecent action of leisurely picking his nose, and his face gradually became solemn.

The moment he made eye contact with Lao Sha, it was like encountering a fierce and cold-blooded giant crocodile in the wild, his adrenaline soared, and his heart speed involuntarily accelerated!

Next, what he needs to face is no longer a quick slashing man who can be manipulated at will, but an old powerhouse who has galloped in the new world for decades...... Klockdahl in earnest!

Whoosh.

A gust of sea breeze blew from the beach outside the town, passing the two men who were staring at each other, and rippled on the lake of candles.

After feeling the oppressive and murderous atmosphere of this space, even the sea breeze did not dare to linger longer, and slipped out hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye, returning to the embrace of the sea.

All around, there was a deathly silence.

"Heavy Shalan."

At one point, the silence was shattered by a deep voice that was magnetic and charismatic.

Rumble!

Extremely violent energy erupted from Klokdal's palm, forming a sandstorm of incredible power.

The yellow sand swirls and expands at a rapid speed, and under this terrifying force comparable to a natural disaster, the lake of candles covering the earth is torn apart and swallowed up little by little, revealing the loess earth buried below.

With just one blow, he cracked the Candle Realm that Daz Bonis couldn't handle!

"Okay, what are you going to do now, Mr3?"

In the center of the dust storm, Crocodall took a puff on his cigar.

Under the tearing of the wind, the black coat he was wearing swayed, and with the black suit he wore inside, he exuded an inexplicable boss atmosphere.

As soon as Lao Sha made a move, he knew if there was one!