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338, big hand mortician

Great Way, Dead Island.

Strictly speaking, Dead Island is just the name of the underground world. It is called Tes Angus Island on the surface. It is a medium-sized island, which belongs to the three-no matter zone and is also a paradise for criminals.

Pirates, pirate hunters, and all kinds of monsters and monsters can be said to be a mixed area. It is common for killing people on the streets with just one disagreement.

There are no rules here, and the survival of the weak is that simple. Everything depends on strength.

The place of sin is gathered, without any means, and killing and robbing is performed every day. No one will speak justice. If you want to live, you must abandon the so-called conscience, otherwise you will not even have bones left if you die.

The one who secretly ruled the island was one of the underground kings, Piercrow, a man who specialized in the business of dead people.

He will do everything that has something to do with the dead.

You know, people are dying in this world every moment, and the number is not ordinary. This guy even focuses on some wealthy businessmen for business.

You can mess with anyone on the Dead Island, but it is best not to touch the power of the Grand Hand Funeralist, otherwise you won’t even know how you die!

At the center of the island, it is a huge fortress, luxurious and magnificent, with all kinds of priceless things casually arranged, and even floor tiles are made of the highest crystal.

This is the territory of the Grand Hand Funeral, symbolizing the dignity of the king of the underground world.

The space was torn apart, and under the guidance of the Ripper, four figures stood above the fortress.

"This is Piercrow's territory. I don't know whether it is there or not."

He was wrapped in bandages, and the Ripper's face was bloodless, pointing to the huge fortress below.

"Who."

Below, everyone guarding the fortress looked up at the sky. After all, Lu Qi and others had no intention of hiding it.

"Young guys, come out to work!"

Becky lit a cigar, the door of his stomach opened, and rows of troops fell from the sky and began to kill on a large scale.

"Enemy attacks the enemy!"

The entire fortress was alarmed in an instant, and countless guards could be seen gathering with weapons.

For a moment, guns and bullets surged into the sky, and facing the firepower of the Heavenly Kingdom army, these guards were as vulnerable as paper-stuffs.

The situation here also alarmed all directions, and many people were full of curiosity when they looked at the explosion of fortresses.

"Someone dares to go to the fort to cause trouble?"

"Which force is it? You are so brave? Don't you know that it is the territory of the Grand Hand Funeral?"

"There's a good show!"

The outside world has made no impact on the inside.

Such a huge noise certainly alarmed the main person. Luci and others were very lucky. Today Piercrow happened to be in the fortress.

As he rushed out, Piercrow's face turned gloomy. He wanted to see which ignorant person dared to cause trouble for him, and he was impatient to live.

At the same time, the two major battles under Piercrow also came to the fortress.

As the underground king, there must be some people under him. Piercrow had three major generals under him, and the Ripper was one of them.

Except for the Ripper, one of the other two war generals is an animal-type Black Panther abilities, and a reward of 520 million yuan.

The other one is a swordsman with a reward of 470 million yuan.

In addition to the three major war generals, there are other arms under the army. It is not difficult to see that there are weapons such as copyists, machine guns and grenades in the crowd.

Looking down, Luqi looked at the tall man in the head carrying a sickle, wearing a blindfold, with lion fluff, and in the form of a sunflower. His figure suddenly disappeared in the air and stood on the ground.

As his pupils shrank, Piercrow looked at Luci with an ominous premonition.

How could he not know this man?

Is the Kingdom of Heaven going to take action?

"Are you the Grand Hand Movementist?"

Standing with his hands behind his back, Luci looked at Piercrow expressionlessly, with no emotion in his eyes.

"Rob Luci, God of Death!"

Piercrow held the sickle tightly, looked at Luci with a serious expression, and then looked at Becky and the other two who were falling on the ground.

"Godfather Capone Becky."

Towards with Bruno and the Ripper, Piercrow didn't speak for it, because it was meaningless.

"It's not so good? Who gave you the courage to provoke the kingdom of heaven?"

The fire was everywhere, and Becky was smoking a cigar and staring at Piercrow condescendingly.

With a gloomy face, Piercrow did not answer, but suddenly took action. With a swing of the sickle in his hand, a wind blade tear through his eardrum and rippled it, radiating towards Luci and others.

At the same time, the two generals rushed out.

Grabbing the ripper into his stomach, Becky and Bruno rushed out too.

Everything disappeared, and Piercrow's sickle wind blade went in half, like a swordsman's slash, with super cutting power and extremely fast speed.

As if it was not moving, a bright white arc of light emerged from Luci's feet, and the air pressure roared into Piercrow's attack.

Teared into scum, Luci disappeared, and the next second Piercrow turned around and waved the sickle in his hand.

A big black and white hand, as unbreakable as a Vajra, actually grabbed the sickle tightly.

As soon as his face changed, Piercrow quickly reacted, and his right foot turned into a sickle wrapped in a layer of arms and tear it out towards Luci's waist.

With a calm look, Lu Qi also stretched out his feet, wrapped in boiling black and white arms collided with him.

A violent roar raised the surface, and with the two as the center, a huge spider web pit appeared.

Flying out of the dust, Piercrow's feet turned into sickles and teared the ground and finally paused.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and Lu Qi was suspended above the big pit, still looking cold.

"I deserve to be a man who can fight with the white beard."

Standing up, Piercrow suppressed the restlessness in his heart and his face looked ugly.

The hands turned into sickles and flew out, and the wind blades that tore through the atmosphere surrounded them like iron cages, and the entire ground was filled with neat cuts.

Stepping out, the figure disappeared.

Piercrow's attacks all hit the pit rocks, causing a storm.

His body was tense, and in the perception of seeing and hearing colors, Piercrow could not even notice the other party's resurrection.

Hearing all directions, Pierro couldn't help swallowing his saliva!

"puff..."

His face was twisted, his mouth was full of blood, and the slight ripple was not noticed by Piercrow at all. His whole body was hit hard and turned into a rainbow. He collapsed all the way and lay in the ruins.

He quickly got up, but the other party's figure disappeared again. Piercrow didn't even dare to wipe the blood, but was just alert.

As the wind blew, Piercrow turned into a sickle and slashed out to the right.

The golden swords and iron horses were splashing, and Lu Qi was surprised to reveal his true body.

"Tornado Slash."

His face was vicious, and Piercrow was like a hedgehog, with sickles and blades all over his body.

For a moment, a tornado formed, filled with armed colors and shone with cold light.

Disappeared and appeared in the distance. Lu Qi looked at the clothes on his chest that were rotten like cloth strips and pulled off the chest that exposed the eight abdominal muscles.

On the other side, the earth was constantly destroyed. Piercrow looked at Luci with a vigilant look, and the entire earth began to assimilate with himself as the center, turning into sickle blades.

The devil fruit awakens!
Chapter completed!
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