Since the Battle of the Top, after a long time of understanding, Whitebeard has already penetrated all the profound meanings of Jiuyang Divine Art.

Now, no matter who he faces, he is not afraid at all, not to mention that the other party rushes into his territory, and his identity is still the same as the person who injured his son.

Dorag turned around and met Whitebeard's eyes.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn and sluggish, and the battle was about to break out.

Seeing this, Marko's eyes were solemn, and he commanded:

"We're only going to cause trouble by staying here, and it looks like we should retreat as well."

"That Muir, you go to the sea and lurk, ready to meet Weibull!"

Marko's order was given, and everyone on the Modibik jumped on the other cadre ships very quickly to retreat.

The fisherman captain Namuel jumped into the depths of the sea and also did what he needed.

"Garp kid, this sea isn't what you want to do."

"Let me see how strong you are to start a revolution like this!"

Whitebeard said, the heat of the sun rose.

The whole body was covered with blood-colored light, and the color was so deep that it was like a burning flame, setting off billowing waves.

Immediately afterwards, Whitebeard stepped out, walking on the ground in mid-air.

The air in the air was smashed like a piece of transparent glass, and cobweb-like cracks spread.

"Boy, can you catch a punch from Laozi?"

Whitebeard bends his elbows slightly, shattering the air with every movement.

Immediately after that, a punch that accumulated strength roared away, and before the fist arrived, the punching style was already overwhelming.

At the same time, where his fist passed, around his arm, there was a fragment of air like a small passage.

"Excitation potential!"

Drago didn't dare to slack off at all, he swayed his palms in a circle, and moved his palms to meet Whitebeard head-on.

boom!

A loud noise came to mind.

A wave of air appeared from the center where the two collided, setting off a huge tsunami.

On the field, Drago gritted his teeth and resisted, feeling bad.

Although briefly, Whitebeard was unable to break through his grip.

But the air shattered by Whitebeard's punch is spreading from all around, wrapping it, and has a tendency to rush towards him.

This is the rhythm that will be shattered together with his body.

"So strong!"

"Is this the power of the strongest man in the world?"

It was only then that Drago realized what kind of battle his father and Sengoku were going through in the Battle of the Top.

Just such a fierce punch is not something that ordinary people can resist.

"Mr. Dorag!"

Over the tsunami, a lightning bolt gathered in the shape of a human.

I was deeply fascinated and shocked by the battle between the two.

Enel opened his mouth wide in shock, his eyes protruding, this was the first time he had seen such a big scene.

Even someone as strong as Drago was beaten by that old man.

And the shattered air, the huge tsunami caused by the collision of the two fists, contained a power that Enel could not imagine.

"Is this the power of the strongest man in the world that even Mr. Drago praised?!!"

"It's like a true god!"

Enel was amazed.

He is a self-proclaimed god on Sky Island and thought he was invincible, but now he realizes that there are still such powerful people in Qinghai.

"Dare to be in a daze, I will hack you to death!"

Just when Enel was amazed, he was caught by the scene of the two fighting.

Weibull slashed with a sharp knife, Enel's heart tightened, and his body was extremely afraid of elementalization.

But the response was still a little slow, and Weibull captured the body.

There was still a large knife mark on the mouth of Xiong, and blood was flowing.

"What a reckless idiot!"

Enel's body condensed and scolded: "Hey, idiot, there is no need for the two of us to fight."

"Why don't we take a good rest and watch the two of them fight!"

"I don't care, who told you to call me, I must hack you!"

Weibull exhaled two anger from his nose, held the knife, and rushed up angrily.

"How could I provoke such a fool!!!"

Enel wanted to cry but had no tears, so he had to use the speed advantage of thunder and lightning to avoid it, and from time to time he kept an eye on the bottom.

At this time, the fragmented air was getting closer and closer to Dorag, and the whole person seemed to be wrapped in diamonds.

"It should be almost there!"

Drago stared at the surrounding environment and murmured.

Suddenly, he shouted loudly, and the energy he had stored up before was shaken out.

It was as powerful as a large lake filled with floodwaters when a flash flood broke out, the levees of the lake collapsed, and the floodwater rushed out, throwing back all the punches sent by Whitebeard.

This is to combine the power of Whitebeard's punch and the shattered air into one palm.

Whitebeard had never expected that Drago would have such an ability. The punch he just punched had already caused the shattered air caused by the fruit's ability to bounce back like a landslide.

He immediately felt his arms, wrist bones, muscles and other violent vibrations, and this time Whitebeard felt it.

He returned to the bow of the boat, his right hand was injured a lot from the blow just now, the tiger's mouth was numb at this time, and he couldn't raise any strength, and the slightest blood spilled out.

"Qi~ I underestimate you, kid!"

"This power is not something you can possess. Does it come from the library? Or does it come from somewhere else?"

Whitebeard asked tentatively.

He used the heat of extreme yang to repair the injury on his right arm.

"My strength comes from the world!"

Drago noticed Whitebeard's constantly repairing right arm, and slammed out, leaving only a ripple of air under his feet.

He didn't intend to give the opponent a chance to breathe, and forced Whitebeard into the battle again.

With each palm, a ripple of air would appear, with traction, weakening Whitebeard's punch.

Whitebeard resisted, his expression solemn.

"Mr Carl is right, sooner or later the complacent will die!"

"This time there is a strong opponent!"

Although Whitebeard's right arm did not fully recover, it was slowly recovering during the battle.

But Drago's palm technique is very wonderful, not only can he draw his fist power and weaken his power, but also his palm strength is erratic, empty and real.

Stick Whitebeard's fist, unable to escape for a while.

"Mr. Dorag has the upper hand!"

Enel has been paying attention to the fight below. Seeing that Drago has an advantage, a happy smile appeared on his face immediately.

"Stop, you idiot, your boss is in a bad situation now!"

After being reminded by Enel, Weibull immediately stopped and looked down.

"dad!"

Weibull was stunned.

During the time he spent with Whitebeard, he knew that his father was very powerful, and even he could not pass a few knives in his hands.

I didn't expect to be pressed and beaten by the man wearing the red cloud cloak.

The thought of the man who almost killed himself and now bullies his father made Weibull angry.

"Dad, let me help you!"

Weibull said loudly.

Then, holding the big sword in both hands, he dived down from the sky.

"Isn't that guy a threat to Mr. Dorag..."

"But it's none of my business, this god is finally free!"

Enel was overjoyed.

But the people of the Whitebeard Pirates didn't think so. They shouted in the distance, and it didn't work at all.

The distance was too far to organize immediately, so I could only watch him swooping, the white cloak on his body was already burning with gas.

"Weibull!!"

Whitebeard narrowed his eyes, and a drop of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

In a one-on-one fight between the two, he should not interfere.

What's more, a battle of their level is not something that Weibull can intervene in, and if he is not careful, it may kill him.

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