Chapter 210: The Violent Killing Machine

But Kizaru and Aokiji are not ordinary people. They have been through hundreds of battles and have rich combat experience. Their observation Haki sensed the attack of the masked man and prepared to deal with it in advance.

Just as the masked man's attack was about to reach him, Kizaru's body turned into a beam of light and instantly became an element. His entire body seemed to have turned into a beam of golden light, and the masked man's attack passed through the light without touching him at all.

At the same time, Aokiji instantly turned his body into ice. His body became crystal clear, and a cold aura filled the air.

The masked man's attack passed through the ice as if it passed through a layer of illusion, without causing any damage. There was not even a trace left on the ice, as if the powerful attack was just a gentle breeze.

"Calm down!" Kizaru shouted again. His voice rose several decibels, with obvious urgency and anger. Kizaru's face was no longer careless, but now more serious and solemn.

However, the masked man still ignored it and continued to attack frantically, as if he didn't hear Kizaru's shouts.

There was only madness and determination in his eyes. He used up all his strength in every attack, and the attacks became more and more fierce. The masked man's moves became chaotic, and he was just venting his inner anger and impulse.

He waved his hands continuously, and weapons made of sand rained down on all sides like raindrops. The surrounding air was stirred into chaos by his attacks.

The masked man's breathing was rapid and heavy, and he kept letting out low roars, as if he had lost his mind and was completely immersed in his own world of battle.

Kizaru and Aokiji looked at each other, and saw helplessness in each other's eyes. Kizaru shook his head slightly, sighed and said: "This guy is completely out of control, there is no way to reason with him."

Aokiji frowned and responded, "Avoid him first, don't confront him head-on."

The two reached a tacit understanding and decided to stay away from the masked man. Their figures moved quickly, retreating backwards like two lightning bolts.

Kizaru's body turned into golden rays of light, instantly increasing the distance between him and the masked man. Aokiji's feet formed ice, and he slid on the ice, quickly moving away from the masked man's attack range.

As Kizaru and Aokiji moved away from the masked man, the masked man did not stop attacking because of their departure. He turned his eyes and attacked Ling Tian in front of him again.

The masked man roared and rushed towards Ling Tian. The sand weapon in his hand kept changing shape, sometimes turning into a spear, sometimes into a giant axe, trying to break through Ling Tian's defense. His footsteps were heavy and rapid, and each step left deep footprints on the ground.

Looking at the crazy masked man in front of him, Ling Tian's eyes fixed, and his gaze was as sharp as a cold star, as if it could penetrate all the fog and illusion.

His body was slightly tense, and all the muscles in his body were in a state of readiness.

The next second, Ling Tian disappeared in an instant, as if he had merged into the air, leaving no trace. While everyone was still in shock, he had already appeared beside the masked man.

The speed of this teleportation is so fast that people have no time to react.

Ling Tian kicked out without hesitation, and that kick brought with it a fierce gust of wind. His leg muscles instantly exploded, and his strength poured into this attack like a surging tide.

The air around the legs seemed to be squeezed by this powerful force, making a sharp whistling sound, as if cheering for this powerful kick.

He kicked the masked man hard in the abdomen. The power of this kick was so great that it seemed to be able to split mountains and crush rocks.

"what!"

The masked man screamed, the sound was full of pain and astonishment. His body flew backwards like a cannonball, the speed was so fast that it was shocking. The masked man's body drew an arc in the air, bringing up a gust of wind.

However, the masked man did not stop after flying backwards. His body showed amazing flexibility and responsiveness. In the air, he clenched his teeth, his eyes flashing with an unyielding light.

The masked man twisted his body forcefully, his muscles tensed and his bones made a creaking sound.

He waved his hands vigorously, trying to use the air resistance to change his flight trajectory. At the same time, he twisted his waist and kicked his legs hard, as if he was fighting a desperate battle with an invisible force.

Finally, the masked man succeeded in gaining momentum in the air, and his body instantly stopped flying backwards. Then he flew back again at an even faster speed.

The masked man's figure flashed across the sky like lightning, and with unstoppable determination and crazy murderous intent, he pounced on Ling Tian again.

"I won't fall down easily!" The masked man roared, and the sound seemed to break through the clouds and shatter the sky. His eyes were wide open, and his eye sockets were full of bloodshot, as if burning with a raging fire.

At the same time, he danced his hands quickly, and his movements were as fast as a phantom.

As his hands moved, the surrounding sand was pulled by an invisible force and quickly gathered in front of him. The sand continued to spin and condense, forming several extremely sharp sand thorns in the air.

These sand thorns flashed with strange light, and each one was extremely sharp, as if it could pierce through everything in the world.

The air around the Sand Thorns was cut by their sharp edges, making a hissing sound.

The masked man waved his arm, and the sand thorns flew towards Ling Tian like arrows. Wherever the sand thorns passed, they left tiny cracks in space, showing their powerful power.

Seeing this, Ling Tian snorted coldly, his eyes revealing disdain and contempt. His right hand quickly grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist, and his movements were smooth and flowing, without any hesitation.

The moment the Flowing Blade was unsheathed, the sword flashed with dazzling light, and that light was like a scorching sun, illuminating the entire battlefield.

"One Blade Style: Wind Slash!" Ling Tian shouted, his voice full of majesty and power. He held the hilt tightly with both hands, pouring all his strength into this sword.

His body leaned forward slightly, his leg muscles tense, like a cheetah about to pounce.

Immediately afterwards, he swung the sword, and a powerful sword energy instantly burst out from the sword.

The sword energy swept out like a strong wind, carrying the momentum to destroy everything.

Wherever the sword energy went, the air was cut into pieces, making a deafening roar. The sharp sword energy and the masked man's sand spikes collided instantly.

Instantly, a powerful energy wave spread out from the collision point to the surrounding areas. The ground was lifted up layer by layer by this force, and the surrounding trees were uprooted.