Konoha's Strongest Meat Escape

"So this thing can be more solid?"

Seeing this scene, White Beard's heart sank.

The slash just now was almost a blow with all his strength. Although he dodged a part of the attack, he didn't think that blow could kill Xi Li.

At most, it would cut off the opponent's arm resisting the naginata.

Maybe even cut off the arm...

After all, the attack was dodged, and the expected results were just guesses based on intuition, and Xi Li would not give him a second chance.

"Being dazed during the battle, are you looking down on me?"

Xili moved behind Whitebeard in an instant, instead of using his ability, he directly raised his foot and swept, and swept out with a domineering and domineering twist.

A whip kick was drawn towards White Beard's waist, and White Beard's reaction was not unpleasant.

I saw his arms sinking, and he suddenly bowed to protect his waist!

boom! !

There was a muffled sound, and the bodies collided violently.

White Beard's tall body was slightly vacant, as if he had lost gravity, and his feet lifted off the ground.

Seeing this, the strength of Xili's legs couldn't help but increase by a few points.

"Humph!"

Whitebeard snorted coldly, holding the naginata with one hand, and a circle of dazzling white light shone on the tip of the knife with the power of the shaking fruit.

hum!

Cut it down with a sharp knife.

Whitebeard's purpose is not to hurt Xili, but to force Xili back. He found that it was a wrong choice to fight against the Bull Demon King with pure strength.

"Get up for me!"

Xi Li let out a loud shout, completely abandoning his defense and concentrating all his strength on his legs.

Before Whitebeard's naginata fell, his body could no longer resist Xili's power, the sonic boom exploded, and suddenly turned into a streamer and flew backwards.

Boom! !

On the top of the mountain hundreds of meters away, a huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky.

Whitebeard's body directly smashed into a mountain top and smashed into the inner cave of the mountain. Countless broken stones fell off and set off billowing smoke and dust.

"Dad!"

Margao, who was hiding in the dark watching the battle, changed his face, jumped off the cliff, and after turning into a phoenix form, he went straight to the mountain that Whitebeard smashed into pieces.

Whoa!

The top of the mountain crumbled, and the gravel as big as the mouth of the basin was blown out. Margao, who was leaning over to approach, immediately stopped his figure and was suspended in mid-air.

The figure of the white beard appeared on the top of the mountain, wave after wave of suffocating domineering look.

Like a monster venting its dominance.

On the other hand, Xi Li didn't release any aura, let alone release the domineering aura to fight against it.

The domineering look can shock the mind, and the weaker and weaker will not be able to withstand the pressure of this momentum. Rolling your eyes and passing out is the best ending.

In the battle between the strong and the strong, the role of domineering and domineering is not so obvious.

But it also has a deterrent effect.

The moment Xili and Whitebeard's eyes collided hundreds of meters away, it was like two electric arcs rubbing fiercely in midair.

"Come again!"

Without a word, the two moved at the same time!

One kick shattered the ground, and the two turned into two off-string arrows and rushed towards each other, armed with domineering aura, fists and knives struggling to attack each other.

clang! !

The battle on Christian Island even spread to the nearby waters, and Whitebeard's shaking fruit can trigger natural disasters with just one attack.

Air quake, tsunami.

On the sea, rolls of waves rolled over, and countless ships were affected, drifting like rootless duckweed.

"No, if you go on like this, the boat will be overturned by the waves, and you must exit this sea area."

"Whitebeard's ability is really terrifying, get out first!"

The ships paying attention to Christian Island sailed away one after another, and only a few powerful guys stayed where they were.

Doflamingo's Flamingo docked twenty nautical miles from Ile Cristine.

"Young master, should we retreat a little more?"

Seeing Doflamingo and Granu come out of the cabin, Gladius asked.

Feeling the ups and downs of the hull, Doflamingo ended his conversation and came to the deck with sugar to check the situation.