One Piece: Tyrant Bear

"Om."

Hands block his sword, and the biscuit soldier's sword follows.

"Iron block."

"The armed color is hardened."

The pitch-black body is covered with a thick layer of steel.

The blade reached the skin and could not move forward.

Xiong Ao stood where he was, looking at him with a smile.

Raise his left hand and gently pinch the cracker's neck.

"Boom."

The ground shattered and cracked.

A good city, under this blow, destroys one-fifth of it.

One can imagine how powerful it is.

Cracker felt like his body was falling apart and his mind was breaking down.

"puff."

abused, abused.

Severely abused, Cracker couldn't accept this result, how could he be so weak.

He is Cracker, one of the three generals.

"No, I can't fall."

"Batholomew, I won't lose."

Failure has serious consequences.

He does not allow himself to fail.

"Waves. Pretzels."

This move was his strongest sword after breaking free from the palm of the bear.

This sword condensed all his unwillingness, all his anger.

Before coming, he was full of confidence.

Qi Wuhai, the king, is nothing more than a small person, and it is easy to kill them. Now, he has changed his thinking.

The person in front of him is not at that level, but someone comparable to his mother.

Carelessness, self-confidence, all of a sudden gone.

"go to hell."

The same words again, Xiong sneered and shook his head: "A few more times, the result is still the same, cracker, surrender."

With a palm blast, the pressure cannon condensed in the palm of his hand, and blasted out with his palm.

The power that erupted suddenly exploded on the cracker.

Blood, spat out crazily.

One mouthful after another, without stopping.

He stood where he was, bleeding out from his body like an explosion.

Bowing his head, the blade was inserted into the ground, supporting his body.

"Puff."

Blood-red streaks filled the pupils.

He lost, the bitter taste makes people miss.

"Do you want to continue?"

The bear approached step by step, and the cracker had no strength to resist.

He raised his head and looked at the bear calmly.

Hope, no more.

But he knew that this was his territory, and he would not die here.

"You can't escape."

"They're coming, you can't escape."

He is just one of them, and there are stronger ones.

They are coming, and the bear will not last long.

"Why should I run away? You still think about yourself, death is about to come."

Don't talk too much, just kill people directly.