Chapter 126： The strong are born, the weak are dead

With the words of Krokdal, everyone looked at him and found that on the other side of the coast, a team of people just came off the boat.

The leader of this team is exaggerated, 50 centimeters taller than Crocklock, reaching an astonishing three-meter height. Wearing a pink feather coat, nine pants, a blonde hair, with sunglasses, expressions and disdain, as if the world is not seen in the eyes.

Seeing the cold murder in Krozdal’s eyes and the apparently hostile eyes, the man smiled.

"Hey."

The characteristic laughter came out of the man's mouth, so that the crew of Krokold's side could not help but take a step back.

Last night, it was this group of guys who unknowingly killed more than a dozen of them, and those people’s deaths were terrible.

When he realized that his crew had not fought, he was already afraid. Krolockal’s brow was wrinkled again.

For this group of his own subordinates, he is increasingly dissatisfied.

In this vast sea, weak companions or subordinates mean that they will be abandoned or die.

The right hand slowly lifted up, and Krolockal’s eyes were cold. The shame that these guys gave them last night was all washed today!

"Hey!"

The air inexplicably trembled, and the ground in front of it shook, and a lot of sand began to float. It was almost a moment of effort, and the man in a feather coat changed his face.

A large amount of sand was suspended in the void, and it was overwhelming toward a group of them.

These sand grains look at it, but they form a sand curtain that reaches about 50 meters. It floats in the void and rushes straight.

"This guy!"

The man in pink coat, the eyes under the sunglasses chilled, his right hand trembled irregularly.

Just under this tremor, a pirate behind Krokdal suddenly looked terrified, his hands were not under his control, but he pulled out his knife and slammed it toward his back.

"Hey!"

The machete crossed the back of Krokdal and a lot of sand began to scatter.

Krokdal’s eyes were colder, and the sandstorm in his hands was paused. At this moment, the opposing team had already jumped a few times and escaped the attack.

"sough"

The sandstorm fell on the ground and returned to calm.

"Why are you so angry? Krosterdal, isn't this sea like this?"

The pink feather coat man opened his arms and laughed exaggeratedly.

"The strong are born, the weak are dead!"

"This is the truth that the world has followed! No?"

Krokdal was quickly recovered from his body, and his eyes were even more killing.

The arrogant guy in front of him completely ignited the flames in his heart, and even made him more angry than the two. The kind of high above, not looking at anyone in the eyes, touched the most vulnerable place in his heart.

"Just a few crew members died? Why are you so angry?"

"If you want to suffocate, my men, if you have the ability, you can also let you kill!"

The man in the pink feather coat shouted loudly. He said this, and the crew behind him were all smiling on their faces.

It seems that they know that the other party has no ability to kill them and is extremely confident.

"It's fun!"

The scorpion flashed a killing, and Krolockal slowly bent his waist down, his hands all pressed on the ground.

"But you forgot, who is the home of here!"

Just after a word was finished, the ground shook and a lot of dust fluttered.

The quicksand floated up and covered the controlled crew behind him in a breathing room, forcing the movement.

Then, a large amount of sand appeared from the ground, but it was only necessary, and the yellow sand was already in the eyes of everyone.

"Cracking! Weathering!"

The mysterious and strange power emerged from the hands of Krokdal, and in a moment it swept hundreds of meters to reach the man in a pink coat.

Most of the people who responded with keenness quickly retreated, but there were still people who were unclear and stood there, but in a flash, they were shrouded in this force.

"Scratch!"

A total of five people, their bodies were completely covered by this force in an instant, and then the water in the body was evaporating like high temperature. The whole body became a mummy in a short period of three, and its death was fierce, and the speed of death It is also amazingly fast, and even the screams are too late to be sent.

"Sand the sand!"

With a low slam, all five mummies were smashed and turned into sand grains, which were integrated into the large amount of quicksand.

"嗡嗡嗡"

This is a beautiful scenery, the breeze of the port of rapeseed port, the breeze is covered with yellow sand, and a sandstorm is blown up.

This dust storm covers a large range, with strong winds, sweeping hundreds of meters, people can not open their eyes.

Suddenly, a neat footstep sounded.

In the lanes not far from here, a large number of guards armed with weapons and running nervously.

At the moment of seeing the situation in the field, these people are drinking loudly.

"All live! This is Alabaster, not the place where you arrogant thieves come, otherwise, please get out of here!"

The captain of the guard who took the lead, pulled out the long sword at the waist and shouted loudly.

When the guard captain shouted, the pink winged man, his fingers trembled.

The pirates behind Krokdal, all at the same time, changed their expressions, and all the swords in their hands were pointed out, pointing to Krokdal.

"hateful!"

The expression became ugly, his ability was strong, but the other's ability was so terrible that he could control his men.

"Krolockal, your ability is very strong, but I am not bad, but it is only a few dead hands, is it necessary?"

The man in pink feather coat, standing on the building, stared at Klockall.

Similarly, this man is also very jealous of Krokdal, the nature of the fruit, born with a strong foundation. The ability to elementize, in the absence of domineering moments, be careful, it can be said that there is no solution.

In particular, on this ground, it is the other's field.

"There is so much nonsense!"

Krokold's face was cold, and the big hand slammed the ground again.

"Boom!"

The dust in the sky is once again bursting, and the yellow sand in the air is more.

"Stop! Again, we are welcome!"

The leader of the leader, ugly face, behind the soldiers, all soldiers are pulling out their weapons.

Glanced at the National Guard, Krokold’s face was cold and the man in a pink coat.

"Let me go under my subordinates, I spared you this time, Duo Fulang Ming brother!"

"Hey!"

Doforan Mingge laughed and his fingers flicked.

All the pirates under his control are recovering, but looking at the eyes of this pink feathered man, he is already terrified.

The era of the sea thief is coming, and the pirates everywhere are moving in the wind and all gather together to the great waterway.

The intersection of this first strongman is Krokdal and Dove Langmingo!

PS: The wind is rising, the strong people are gathering, the big time you are waiting for, the original is not, here is! look forward! Scream! Recommend it, reward it, collect it, I have already opened it! ! ! As for reasonable and unreasonable, there is no need to consider it. Luo Chen said, he is just!