One Piece Chapter 223

You know, Mr.1 has always killed people without blinking.

Naturally, no one tried to ask if Mr.1 was annoying.

Who dare?

If it hits the muzzle of the gun, take the lunch box properly!

After a few days of trembling, everyone finally arrived in Alabastan. After setting down the boat in the open sea according to the instructions, they flew away and fled.

Can't afford to offend, slipped away.

Mr.1 didn't have much reaction to this, so he rowed a small boat ashore, took out a parchment map and looked around to identify it, and walked slowly, looking for the direction.

If it weren't for the inexplicable irritation between the brows, it would be considered leisurely.

It can be seen how much Mr.1 values ​​strength.

After walking for more than three hours, Mr.1 came to a dilapidated village-because the areas of Alabastan except the capital have not rained for a long time, the water sources in many villages have been exhausted. In order to survive, the villagers had to abandon the village and run away. .

Mr.1 passed by, it was such an abandoned village, full of ruined walls.

Logically, there would be no people in such a dilapidated village, but Mr.1 saw a figure with his back facing him.

Even if it was just a figure from the back, Mr.1 instantly recognized that this person was the Lan Ye that had been lingering in his mind for several days.

A sharp color flashed in his eyes, and Mr.1's gentle pace immediately burst out with an astonishing frequency, and he hurriedly approached Lan Ye. This movement made a lot of noise.

Mr.1 was just trying to get the head start, personally sprinting to prevent Lan Ye from showing his flying ability, but he didn't want Lan Ye to stand in place as if he was unheard of.

This is very suspicious.

Although puzzled, Mr.1 was rude in his hand, with five fingers of his right hand together and a knife in Lan Ye's back waist.

As a person with the ability to slash fruits, this straight stabbing with a sword is no less than a stabbing with a famous sword, and even better than that.

He, who has had countless murders and rich experience, guarantees that this blow will only produce a waist, not a fatal injury, and will only let him lose his strength due to excessive blood loss in a short period of time.

The abacus is very loud, but when Mr.1's hand knife is inserted into that figure, his face sinks.

Sure enough, there is fraud!

There is no feedback from the attacking entity in the feeling from the hand.

No matter how sharp his blade is, it is impossible to be unresponsive.

The only possibility is that he didn't attack the middle man at all, and the back in front of him was illusory.

In the next moment, the back figure attacked by Mr.1 looked like a mirage, turning into an afterimage and dissipating in the air, as if it had never existed.

From behind, there was a playful voice:

"Tsk tusk, what a hatred this is, I have to dig my waist as soon as I come up."

Mr.1 suddenly turned around, and the blue night, which had disappeared into an afterimage, was almost only half a meter away from him.

brush!

With a sound of air breaking through the air, Mr.1 cut off the arm of the figure in front of him with a knife in one hand, and then the other party turned into an afterimage and disappeared.

It's really like a mirage.

Mr.1 frowned.

This strange ability, he really met for the first time.

Before he could think about a countermeasure, another Lan Ye walked out of a ruined wall.

"Hey, I said, this is just my clone technique, it's a phantom. You kill as many as you can do in vain..."

The word'qi' has not yet been exported, and this figure has been split up again.

This Mr.1 is really a weird temper.

There is absolutely no way to communicate.

The next moment, from all directions, one after another Lan Ye appeared out of thin air, uniformly making an expression of spreading hands, and said in unison:

"Then, if you want to waste your stamina, just waste it. You have a hundred here, and you kill it slowly."

Mr.1 looked around and said nothing.

But the dangerous aura from him was rising steadily, obviously accumulating strength to prepare for amplifying moves.

The avatars didn't stop them, they just watched quietly.

Three seconds later, Mr.1 turned around like a spinning top, and then a circular wave spread to the surroundings, quickly passing by the avatars who didn't want to dodge at all.

All the avatars swept by the circular wave were transformed into phantoms and disappeared, and the figure of Xi Xi Miao was emptied.

A figure is no longer there.

The second after the figure was cleared, the air changed again, and a hundred blue night figures appeared out of thin air.

"Hey, let's have another wave. The move just now seems to be the sword of DNF sword soul. I see if I can learn it."

Facing the provocation of the clone, Mr.1 was silent.

If he wants to come, he also understands, as long as Lan Ye doesn't want to show up, then he won't even want to touch each other.

However, Mr.1 still meant to talk to the avatars, but ignored these avatars and turned his attention to the surrounding ruined walls.

Regardless of Lan Ye's ability to control the phantom clone, there is no doubt that his body must be nearby.

Therefore, Mr.1 ignored the chatter of all the clones and started the work of the demolition office.

The earthen huts were all just waving their hands, but they were cut off by the waist.

Gee, that efficiency is comparable to a city management.

Seeing Mr.1's appearance as he was about to pull out Lan Ye's body by himself, the avatars stopped talking, and just followed Mr.1, watching him cut from house to house.

Even if this is just a small village, there are dozens of people living in it, and there are nearly a hundred houses. You can't be exhausted.

Lan Ye remembered that he hadn't heard Mr.1 speak.

If you don't speak first this time, the young master won't solicit you, so he will kill him.

Make you so cold!