The earth shook and the mountains shook, cracks tore at the islands, basins and canyons had formed in the center, and the two tyrannical auras were entangled with each other at the most critical moment.

Wheezing like a drum, Graca's face was bloody, his eyes showed a look of exhaustion, and the large and small wounds on his body were bleeding, which was completely different from before.

Wald wasn't having a good time, but compared to Graca, who had the upper hand throughout, Graca was bound to lose if he continued like this.

"You're not my opponent, give you a chance to be my subordinate."

Wald looked at Graka condescendingly, and actually wanted Graka to submit.

"Look for death."

Despite his downfall, Gracca was an ordinary man, and it would be foolish for Wald to want him to submit.

The 10,000-meter axe shone brightly, and Graka told Wald with practical actions.

Want him to surrender, unless it's a golden lion.

"I don't know what to do."

Seeing that Graka was still dying, Wald's eyes glared angrily, and the green tendons in his right hand spread and swelled, and the heavy armed color quickly covered it, tearing through the eardrum with a hundred times the force and smashing it out with a punch.

A strong force formed a storm, causing a huge overturn around the mountains.

Far away, on a barren mountain, Foxy and Donald Duck sat here, sipping juice and watching with relish with binoculars they found out of nowhere.

"Quack, when are we going to do it?"

Donald Duck was a little impatient.

"Don't worry, these two guys still have the strength to fight."

Looking at the sight in the telescope, the corners of Foxy's mouth went up.

Let's fight, the more intense the better, it's best to die together, and when the time comes, it's easier to pick up the leaks yourself.

"Quack, you're sinister with a smile."

"Idiot, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute."

Foxie's face was praised at once.

"Quack."

One man and one duck waited while bickering.

And the battle between Wald and Graka in the center is once again in the final battle.

"Phew..."

Graka flew out, and as the mountain shattered and lay in the rubble and vomited blood, Walder flashed and stepped on it.

Graka raised his thick arm to resist, and the blade of the axe in his hand flashed with a cold light, and Wald struck a hard blow and moved sideways.

At the same time, Gracca got up and frantically attacked Wald, and even gave up the defense directly.

As the blood bloomed, Wald snorted and a wound appeared on his chest, and the internal organs inside could be clearly seen, and Graca's left arm flew to the ground and was forcibly torn off by Wald.

With blood-red eyes, Graka has already killed the red eyes, and it is completely a posture of pulling Walder to the end.

For a while, with this ruthlessness, Walder actually made up for the upper hand.

"Poof..."

Hunched over, Graka's face was twisted, and his seven orifices were bleeding like a devil, and he held back his shock and slashed at Wald with an axe.

As the ground exploded, Valdo forced his way against the axe, but Gracca opened his mouth and bit Wald's throat like a vicious dog.

At the critical moment, Walder resisted with his left hand, and his face turned white as the flesh disappeared from his wrist.

"Click... Ahh

Gracca screamed, his left leg was forcibly trampled off by Wald, and he attacked Wald more and more fiercely, which was a real death.

"Phew..."

The violent explosion set off, and Graka lay in the ruins almost inhuman, struggling again and again without getting up, and his breath plummeted and he had no power to resist.

On the shattered ground opposite, Wald fell to one knee covered in blood, and the ground beneath him was stained red.

Especially in the wound on the chest, the skin and flesh are turned out and the bone is visible.

The breath was also obviously down by an unknown number of levels compared to before, and at this time, his face was pale and he gasped.

Walder staggered to his feet, spat out a mouthful of blood and walked over to the dying Graca, once again condescendingly at Graca, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Smack. Smack..."

Just as Walder was preparing to finish Graka, he suddenly turned his head to look at the ruins to the left, where two figures appeared at some point.

One of them was smoking a cigarette and clapping his hands, and next to him a big golden duck was looking at him stupidly.

"He is worthy of being a world destroyer, and even the giant axe Graka, who has a reward of 569 million, is no match."

Two puffs of smoke erupted from the tip of his nose, and Fauxy jumped out of the rubble with the smoke between his fingers and walked up to Wald as if he were looking at his own yard.

"The little minions of the Greataxe Pirates?"

Wald looked at Foxey with disdain, thinking it was Graca's men.

At this time, Gracca looked at Foxy with a dying breath and was also a little puzzled.

"Heh..."

Being mistaken for a member of the Giant Axe Pirates, Foxy was not angry at all, after all, he was just an ant that could be pinched to death at the beginning, how could Wald waste time remembering an ant?

But it's all false to say that you are not angry.

After all, Foxy is not the kind of prime minister who can hold up the boat, he is just a despicable and ruthless villain.

Fukxi's gaze became cold, the long hair on the back of his head was windless, and the slightest trace of smoke began to surround and gradually compress into three white mist auras, and the violent aura was ignited in an instant.

"I'll remind you of it."

The tone was as strong as the cold wind of the Nine Heavens that could tear flesh and blood, and Foxy spit out the half-smoked cigarette in his mouth, and his face became completely hideous when he appeared in front of Wald out of thin air.

The speed of Foxy made Waldo's eyes condense, especially the other party's vicious and distorted expression like a father-killing enemy, which drove Wald's body to tense subconsciously.

"Bang!"

The fist collided with the arm, and the ground under Wald's feet exploded, turning into cannonballs and flying out, causing injuries and snorting.

Appearing above Wald out of thin air, Foxey clenched the green tendon with his right hand and spread, swelled in a circle, and then smashed into Wald with an air explosion.

Wald had no time to attack and could only defend passively, his hands crossed on his chest, and with the strength of the mountain, Wald's face turned white and vomited blood, and the radius of a kilometer quickly collapsed.

The fierce aura howled, and Wald lay in the pit with a frightened face, watching as Foxy fell from the sky and turned over to avoid it.

"A hundredfold bullet."

Then the storm pulled away, and Wald grabbed the splattered rubble with both hands and used his abilities to throw it at Foxey.

Faulsey's long hair fluttered, and his right foot from the ground quickly turned black and purple from head to toe, and at the same time, a kilometer-long bright white foot swooped, and Wald's bullet was forcibly split in half.

Exploded on the spot, and Foxie's figure faded.

"Boom..."

Walder stood still, his right arm swelled and punched, and it was a punch to the air in front of him, and the next moment Faulksey appeared and smashed out the same punch, and in an instant, a powerful air pressure exploded around the two of them.

The long hair on the back of his head shrouded in like a poisonous snake biting Wald, causing the latter's face to change drastically.

"Fifty times faster."

The sound splashed, and Wald disappeared first.

The mountain exploded, and thick smoke rose into the sky, and Foxy disappeared in place with a cold face.

"Whoa... Phew..."

There were so many afterimages that even if Foxey entered the arc flash, it was difficult to keep up with Wald's speed.

The other party used the fruit to increase his speed fifty times, which was almost equivalent to the speed of Donald Duck.

However, Foxey gradually narrowed the distance with what he saw and heard, not to mention that Wald is still seriously injured, while Foxey is in his heyday.