Pirate Explosion Art

"Porusalino, why don't you say the mantra?"

Somewhat surprised, Long looked at Huang Yuan with a smile on his fierce face.

"For you, I dare not be careless."

The extreme speed seems to have crossed space.

"boom!"

The terrible air pressure impacted, and a circular wave lifted the ground. The dragon's right hand was covered with blue scales, and he resisted the yellow ape's foot forcefully.

Probe hand, quickly changed, five sharp claws tore the eardrum, and pulled out towards the heart of the yellow ape.

The fine hairs stood up, and the yellow ape photon disappeared in place, standing in the distance, patting his chest with lingering fear, with a sloppy expression on his face.

"Gravity Knife."

Crushed by terrifying gravity, the dragon's shoulders sank, and the figure fell to the ground and sank into the ground.

Stepping on the wooden shoes, Fujitora walked towards the dragon step by step, and the drawn staff knife shrouded in a purple halo.

Just when Fujitora was about to attack again, he suddenly stopped and faced the dragon.

Bright and dazzling, brilliant light flickered, and a slash tore through the atmosphere, surging forward.

"Ding..."

Sparks flew everywhere, and Fujitora's feet sank into the ground and kept moving sideways. Finally, he gritted his teeth and pushed aside the slash. In an instant, the entire cloud-covered sky was divided into two halves and could not be closed for a long time.

The Soaring Sword swept across the audience wantonly, and everyone stood on end looking at the direction of the dragon, as if there was a sharp sword hanging above their heads, ready to fall down at any time.

Stepping out, the cloak was lifted, revealing a masked face.

Where the Qiwuhai was, Joracle Mihawk looked straight at it, and the black sword behind him was trembling.

"Demi god."

His pupils shrank, feeling the distinctive sword intent, Mihawk was excited.

"The Revolutionary Army is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

Not daring to move, Fujitora felt an opportunity locked on him, as long as he dared to move, endless attacks awaited him.

This is a great swordsman, and he is the top one.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

Unable to bear it, Fujitora looked at the masked man stepping out from the side of the dragon.

"Revolutionary Army."

Under the plain mask, a pair of disillusioned eyes stared at Fujitora.

"Haha...that's scary!"

Black curly hair fluttered, and the green bull appeared in front of another masked man, curiously asking, "Who are you?"

After speaking, he punched out, causing an upside-down force shock.

"The nameless junior Hercules."

The masked man clenched his fist and swung it out. Suddenly, a violent storm rolled up, and a surge of air pressure pushed everyone up to the top of the cloud.

Taking a few steps back, the handsome face of the green bull is full of taking it for granted.

"What a monster."

Just a collision, it was like a mountain range was hitting head-on, which made the green bull full of interest.

"Two thorn spears."

Covered in ice, Aokiji also made a move.

"Shemale boxing."

At the critical moment, Ivankov rushed out.

"Hiss... so cold, so cold!"

Jumping and jumping, Ivankov pulled his feet out of the ground and slapped the ice off his hands.

For this reason, standing opposite each other, the dragon looked at the yellow monkey, the mysterious swordsman looked at Fujitora, Hercules faced the green bull, and Ivankov looked at the blue pheasant vigilantly.

As for the three cp0s in the general position, they seemed to be waiting for something, just watching with cold eyes.

Judging from the current situation, the situation of the revolutionary army is not very good.

On the execution platform, Zhan Guo frowned not only did not let out a sigh of relief, but became more and more heavy.

"Do it."

The swords are on the verge of breaking out, and the two sides don't need to speak, just like a meteorite hitting the earth and blasting together forcefully.

"Ding..."

With fierce sword energy, Fujitora collided with the mysterious great swordsman, and the raging sword intent around him made Fujitora use his ability to form a gravity field to suppress it.

There was a slight change in Dan Ran's eyes, and the mysterious great swordsman felt a heavy mountain on his shoulders, restricting his movements.