Chapter 850: Accept destruction! My flames will purify everything!

He released even more scorching flames, the fierce bombardment of his fists and feet bringing the power of destruction.

Whitebeard did not fall behind; his fists contained endless destructive power, each attack sufficient to tear apart heaven and earth.

The battle entered a white-hot stage, each collision of fists and feet bringing massive energy fluctuations. Locke's body was surrounded by scorching flames, radiating light. Whitebeard, relying on his massive physique and endless power, became Locke's tenacious opponent.

Their movement techniques were agile and vigorous, their moves unpredictable. Locke's flame energy and Whitebeard's destructive power intertwined, the battlefield filled with hot-bloodedness and passion.

"Whitebeard, accept destruction! My flames will purify everything!"

Locke whispered, his entire body surging with incomparable heat.

Whitebeard gazed at Locke, his eyes flashing with admiration.

"Locke, your Heat-Heat Fruit is indeed powerful, but it is a pity... you encountered me! I am Whitebeard!" Whitebeard responded firmly.

The battle escalated further; Locke and Whitebeard were high in fighting spirit, their attack frequency becoming faster and faster, blow after blow landing on flesh.

"Whitebeard, no matter how powerful your destructive force is, I will never retreat!" Locke gritted his teeth, his entire body radiating scorching flames.

Locke felt Whitebeard's determination; he took a deep breath and gathered his most powerful strength.

"Scorching Executor Rabak, release all power!" Locke whispered, flames rising around his body.

Locke launched an all-out attack, his fists carrying scorching flames as he struck fiercely at Whitebeard.

"Whitebeard, this is my final strike!" Locke shouted loudly.

Locke felt the suppression of Whitebeard's power, but his path of hot-bloodedness kept him from retreating. He gathered all his will and power, meeting Whitebeard's attack without fear.

Whitebeard calmly dodged Locke's attack, then quickly launched a counterattack.

"Locke, I will not lose either!" Whitebeard roared, releasing destructive power.

The two fists collided, a powerful shockwave instantly spreading; the air on the battlefield seemed to freeze for an instant.

Locke and Whitebeard looked at each other, both feeling the other's power. Neither was willing to show weakness; both wanted to prove their own strength.

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The battle entered its most intense stage, with Locke and Whitebeard engaging in a final duel. Each of their attacks was sufficient to destroy the earth, each dodge revealing exquisite movement techniques.

"Whitebeard, no matter how powerful your destructive force is, my flames will purify everything!" Locke whispered, his entire body surging with incomparable heat.

Whitebeard gazed at Locke, his eyes flashing with admiration.

Locke and Whitebeard's powers collided, reaching an unprecedented height. Their offense and defense were extremely outstanding, each collision of fists and feet releasing powerful energy fluctuations.

The battle entered a white-hot stage, with both Locke and Whitebeard exerting their most powerful strength. Their movement techniques were agile and swift, blow after blow landing on flesh; no one could predict the point of the next move.

Time passed, and the duel between Locke and Whitebeard became increasingly fierce, both sides' powers seemingly increasing constantly. They spurred each other on, unwilling to show weakness, fighting to the end with the greatest determination and perseverance. ===== CHAPTER 852 =====