I Just Crossed, My Younger Brother Is Doflamingo

"Boy, it seems to be quite strong, so I don't have to keep it, right?"

Jabba's angry voice came, Roy knew that he was going to suffer, this old man was good at everything, but he wanted a face too much, this time Roy might have to accept another beating from him.

Jabba's figure flickered and disappeared. Roy's figure at this time had only just reached a height of four meters, which was also a shortcoming of this form, that is, the recovery speed was relatively slow.

If normal combat is fine, like releasing the big move just now, there will be a vacuum period of several seconds, which is Roy's weakness in this state.

And how could the seasoned Jabba miss this opportunity?

So he started!

Roy hurriedly urged his own to be domineering, but he could barely see Jabba's figure.

By the time he reacted, Jabba had appeared in front of Roy, and a black fist wrapped in a domineering Colored Arm continued to expand in front of Roy's eyes. "Steam explosion!"

Roy knew that he had no ability to resist Jabba's speed, so he specialized in moves that could attack without seeing the enemy.

The terrifying steam was once again released from Roy's body, forming a huge air pressure, and the huge gas wall formed began to spread toward the surrounding semicircle.

Greatly delayed the arrival of Jabba's fist.

Although Jabba had wrapped his fists with Colored Arm domineering in advance in order to resist Roy's possible abilities, this time Roy was an indiscriminate attack from his body.

Even the domineering Colored Arm Jabba has used is only to increase the strength of his attack, and cannot directly act on Roy's body, so it cannot effectively damage Roy.

As for Roy, when Zaba was hit by the airflow and had to show his figure, he used the remaining steam to bounce himself away from Jabba, widening the distance from Jabba, making Jabba's attack fall into the void.

In the eyes of others, the incomparably powerful air wall only hindered Jabba for a moment. Under his absolute strength, the air wall that Roy tried his best to create was like a piece of paper, and was smashed by him with one punch.

Although this has already achieved Roy's goal, it still shows the disparity in strength between the two.

Roy's body has collapsed, his body has become normal, and Jabba is chasing after him, and it is impossible to give him another chance to inflate. "Boy, do whatever tricks you have!"

Jabba shouted, and it could be seen that he was still waiting for Roy's move, although his figure was already close to Roy, and the force of the arm swing was extremely terrifying, but I still believe that only in absolute seriousness Only in battle can the true level of Roy be detected.

And it's definitely not because I feel a little lost Face, starting... m...

Facing Jabba's aggressive attack, Roy had a tight expression on his face, but he was still able to deal with it calmly. In the process of retreating, he quickly folded his hands and shouted, "Fusang, Qianshou The Underworld!"

In Jabba's shocked eyes, Fusang, who had already been in ambush, suddenly emerged from underneath, followed by countless giant wooden hands, all of them as thick as the body of an ordinary person.

The countless giant hands that suddenly appeared were like a lotus flower, and they quickly began to close together, trying to bind Jabba firmly.

"It's getting more and more interesting."

Jabba was also made a little bit by Roy's endless skills. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Obviously because of his weakness, his own physical fitness caused him to be absolutely crushed, but he was able to use these strange abilities to connect. , Shengsheng firmly dragged a completely crushing own opponent.

It has to be said that Roy's combat IQ is quite outstanding even among the masters Jabba has seen.

Although the thoughts were all over the place, Jabba's subordinates were not ambiguous at all, reaching for the handle of the axe behind him.

Without the name of the move, Jabba directly released the Colored Arm domineeringly, and with the swing of the axe, he slashed lightly, and an axe awn passed through, majestic, and many wooden hands that were like evil spirits fell in unison. . "Bang bang..."

One after another giant hand fell off, and the scene instantly turned into a lumbering field that had just been ravaged by lumberjacks, leaving one after another of bare tree stumps. "Boy, what else is there to do?"

Jabba was squatting on a tree stump, holding an axe, biting a cigarette and looking out calmly.

It's just that the picture you see is not Roy's disgraced face, but an oriental dragon rising from the sky, with white auspicious clouds under its feet, and a young man standing on its head, holding an iron rod, which is extremely mighty. "Old man, how is this posture?"

Roy's face was full of smiles. Taking advantage of the high density of somersaults and the ability to float in the air, Roy called his body in the state of a hibiscus wooden dragon. He then stood up with the stick and looked down from the air.

Whether it is strong or not, let's not talk about it, mainly because of this outfit, it is very handsome!

Jabba looked at his majestic apprentice, and his anger was not at all, his face was beating with '#', and he was holding the axe tightly in his hand, and it seemed that he would throw it out in the next second. The guy hacked straight down. "Master, are you trying to hack me? I remember you don't seem to have the ability to fly? "

Roy glanced at Jabba pretending to be surprised, and before he finished speaking, he flew to a higher sky with Fusang under his feet.

Roy was about to twitch, standing on the fusang's faucet and peering down, but couldn't laugh anymore, because Jabba was gone in the blink of an eye. "Why is this old man..." "Where are you looking for someone?"

A cordial greeting came from behind Roy.

"Oh yes, looking for my dearest Master."

Roy sings affectionately, the poet Roy is online again, to accompany you...

It's just that the old man in sunglasses behind him doesn't seem to appreciate it, and still stares at Roy with a smile.

It was a bright sunny day, but Roy found a chill in Jabba's sunglasses. "Speaking of Master, how did you come up?"

"You are really powerful, apprentice, I was joking with you just now, don't take it seriously."

Roy's face is unfamiliar, and in the face of Jabappi's smiling expression, he is still aware of his affection and moved with reason.

Of course, Jabba wouldn't listen to his explanation.

As a result, a huge air mass exploded in mid-air, and an old man rolled up his sleeves and hit a wooden dragon riding auspicious clouds in the sky to the ground with a bang, smashing a huge pit...

As for the people above, they are still hanging in the hands of an old man, and their life and death are uncertain! ,

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