Chapter 209 Riot

On the smoke-filled battlefield of Wano Country, Kaido and the masked man experienced a thrilling battle, and finally both of them were exhausted and fell to the ground.

At this moment, Ling Tian jumped in front of Kaido as fast as lightning.

His movements were swift and resolute, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, like an unshakable mountain. His eyes were firm, revealing a majesty and determination that could not be ignored.

He faced Kizaru and Aokiji and said loudly: "Let's end the battle here."

When Aokiji heard Ling Tian's words, he turned his head slightly and looked at Kizaru.

Yellow Monkey looked nonchalant, seemingly unconcerned about the situation. His hands were still in his trouser pockets, his body swaying slightly, his leisurely posture formed a sharp contrast with the tense battlefield.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes showed a playful and indifferent look, as if this fierce battle was just a boring performance in his eyes.

Aokiji's heart trembled, and his usually calm face now looked a little more solemn.

He knew very well that it was not advisable to stay here for long. The situation of this battle had exceeded their initial expectations. Staying here would only make the situation more complicated and dangerous.

So, Aokiji narrowed his eyes slightly and winked at Kizaru. The look contained decisiveness and determination, indicating that Kizaru should leave this troubled place with him as soon as possible.

However, at this moment, the masked man who had fallen to the ground and seemed to have been exhausted suddenly stood up. His body was like a ignited gunpowder barrel, and he instantly burst out with amazing power.

The masked man's eyes were red, and that red seemed like a burning flame, filled with endless anger and unwillingness. His eyeballs were covered with bloodshot, and his eyes revealed an almost crazy obsession.

"Go to hell!" The masked man roared, his voice hoarse and shrill, as if it was a curse coming from the depths of hell. He danced his hands quickly, his movements were as fast as lightning, and it was almost impossible to see his gestures.

As he moved, the surrounding sand seemed to be attracted by some powerful gravitational force and gathered madly towards his hands. The sand quickly condensed and compressed in his hands, forming a huge sand spear in the blink of an eye.

This sand spear was huge and heavy, with an extremely sharp tip that flashed a chilling light. Every grain of sand on the sand spear seemed to contain the anger and power of the masked man, giving people an irresistible sense of oppression.

The masked man gripped the sand spear tightly with both hands, tensed all the muscles in his body, and poured all his strength into this attack.

Then, without hesitation, he thrust the sand spear directly at Ling Tian. The sand spear cut through the air, bringing with it a sharp whistling sound, as if it was going to pierce and shatter everything in front of it.

Ling Tian saw this, his expression remained unchanged, still as calm and composed. There was no panic or fear in his eyes, only determination and composure.

Facing the huge sand spear coming towards him, Ling Tian raised his left hand calmly and waved it gently. Instantly, a huge gust of wind gushed out from his hand, and the gust of wind was like a roaring dragon, baring its fangs and claws, with the momentum to destroy everything.

The strong wind and the sand spear collided instantly, and a loud "bang" sound broke out in the air. The sound was like thunder that shook the earth, deafening, and made people around them cover their ears.

Under this powerful impact, the sand spears were instantly destroyed and turned into dust all over the sky. The dust filled the sky and blocked out the sun, plunging the entire battlefield into chaos.

But Ling Tian stood firmly in place. The strong wind surrounded him and his clothes fluttered in the wind, but they were not damaged at all. He was like an invincible god of war.

When the masked man saw this, his rage grew even stronger, as if there was a volcano burning in his chest that was about to erupt.

His eyes were wide open, his eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets, and there seemed to be only endless anger and hatred in those bloodshot eyes.

He gritted his teeth, and they chattered, as if he wanted to crush all his anger between his teeth.

"I won't give up!" The masked man squeezed out these words from between his teeth. His voice was low and hoarse, like a curse coming from the depths of hell.

All the muscles in his body tensed up again; every muscle was trembling and every vein was throbbing, showing that he was trying his best to gather strength.

The masked man's hands began to tremble, and the surrounding sand was once again pulled by his power and slowly floated.

His breathing became rapid and heavy, like an old bellows working hard. He had only one thought in his mind, that was to defeat Ling Tian, ​​even at any cost.

However, just as the masked man was about to launch an attack, Kizaru and Aokiji immediately came in front of the masked man and stopped him. Kizaru's figure appeared instantly like a ghost, and his golden light was particularly dazzling in the dim battlefield.

"Enough!" Kizaru said loudly, with a hint of majesty in his voice.

Huang Yuan's face was gloomy, and his eyes revealed an unquestionable determination. His voice echoed in the air, like a thunderclap, making people's hearts tremble.

Aokiji also arrived at the same time. He exuded a cold aura, and the temperature around him seemed to drop a few degrees.

Aokiji said coldly: "Don't be impulsive, now is not the time." His voice seemed to come from an extremely cold place, without a trace of emotion, but it had the power to calm people down.

The masked man was extremely angry at their obstruction. He yelled at Kizaru and Aokiji: "Get out of the way!"

The masked man ignored the advice. He seemed to have fallen into a state of madness, with his reason completely devoured by anger.

He kept roaring, the sound seemed to come from hell, full of endless pain and anger. Every roar was filled with deep resentment, making people shudder.

"Ah! Get out of the way!" The masked man yelled frantically, his voice had become hoarse, but still full of desperate madness. His eyes were bloodshot, and in his eyes there was only enthusiasm for fighting and hatred for obstruction.

Then, the masked man directly attacked Kizaru and Aokiji. His movements were as fast as lightning and his moves were extremely fierce.

He danced his hands quickly, and the sand instantly condensed into sharp spikes, flying towards Kizaru and Aokiji. Each spike flashed with cold light and made a sharp sound, as if it was going to penetrate everything in front of it.

Immediately afterwards, the masked man kicked his legs hard and rushed towards Kizaru and Aokiji like a cannonball.

His fists were tightly clenched, covered with a layer of hard armed Haki, and every punch he threw was accompanied by a whirring sound, as if it could break the void. Every move he made was accompanied by a determination to kill, as if he wanted to completely defeat the two people in front of him.