One Piece: Tyrant Bear

The bear came out, and every time he took a step, the corpses outside exploded into a pile, and the pressure increased, especially the pressure around the bear, which was terrifying.

"shot."

"Bang bang."

The bullet flew into the void and passed in front of the bear. The bear raised his hand and pressed it lightly. The bullet became heavier in front of him and fell to the ground.

The sound of clattering was pleasant to the ear. Xiong was about to make another move when Jian Guang suddenly appeared and cut across his chest, blood was seen from the wound.

The flying squirrel crossed the pressure field and attacked the bear directly, and he succeeded.

Seeing blood from the sword, Xiong couldn't react, his body shook, and he didn't even recover a third of it.

"Cough cough."

"Good swordsmanship."

The sword is very fast, more than a little faster than the ghost spider's. This person is a master of swordsmanship.

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"Clap."

The stone rolled down to the lowest part of the pit, where the bear was. He pressed the stone and it shattered in an instant. Supporting the ground with both hands, his body bounced into the air.

When the sword was in front of him, the flying squirrel was dissatisfied with its movements, it was faster than the current bear, and the sword energy was like a net, covering the sky and enveloping it.

"Crackling."

Like thunder and lightning, violent and turbulent, unable to stop.

The attack fell on the body, the wound was torn open, and the blood scattered in the sky, as if the sky was raining blood.

"boom."

The body fell into the deep pit again, and there was a lot of red blood around it, which was the blood of the bear.

The flying squirrel stood in front of him, grabbed his neck, raised his whole body, and approached him with a sneer, "Tyrant Bear, I think it's nothing more than that."

"Ahem." Xiong didn't want to talk, if I were in my heyday, do you think you would be so arrogant?

The body was almost destroyed by the green pheasant and the ghost spider, and then ridiculed by the people in front of him, the mood was bitter and uncomfortable, but the bear was not angry.

Because it is not necessary.

"Pressure field."

"boom."

The flying squirrel knelt down, its face trembling, its lips frantically shaking up and down, the whip pressed on its head, grabbed the bear's hand, and let it go.

The bear's body fell into the deep pit, and the violent shock made the bear grin its teeth.

The pain stimulated the nerves, and the bear felt that he was going to pass out. He bit his tongue and regained his energy.

The flying squirrel held on, the sword was stuck in the ground, and blood was spitting out from its mouth. The bear's palm was aimed at his chest, and under his shocked gaze, his body was thrown into the air.

"puff."

The body is like a kite, fluttering and flying freely.

When it landed, there was a bang, which was particularly joyful.

"Ha ha."

Smile, and only smile.

Pretend to be aggressive in front of him, even if you are physically disabled, it will make you uncomfortable.

Xiong supports his body and sits up. Even if his body cannot move, his heart must move.

The strong vitality and the broken blood vessels could not stop the bear from standing up and shouting: "Return life."

The body suddenly became thinner, and after using it for the second time, the burly body suddenly became skinny, and spit out a mouthful of black blood.

With the strength returning to his body, Xiong stared fiercely at the flying squirrel. Even if he tried his best today, he had to let this person know that he was not easy to bully.

"Teleport."

"Pressure cannon."

The speed is faster, invisible to the naked eye, the flying squirrel's sense of domineering is turned on, the sword is behind the back, and the fist has become a finger.

"Pointing to the gun."

"Iron block."

"Hee hee." The red blood stained the white teeth, and the bear spat out a mouthful of blood, hitting his face with his fist.

The flying squirrel was angry, and the sword energy was lingering, and the sword light was brilliant.

"Go away."

Pushing away the two of them with a single sword, the flying squirrel used its hind legs and rushed in front of the bear. Its cold eyes were like lightning.

"Sword kill."

One trick, eat all over the world.