One Piece: Beat Up the Four Emperors at the Beginning

On the contrary, it was Weibull who was constantly attacking, and the cold air that was scattered by the withering gradually formed frost on Weibull's arms, making Weibull's movements gradually slow down.

Even Weibull himself noticed this. Immediately Weibull's two chopstick-like legs pulled hard to distance himself from Rollin.

Luo Lin's expression didn't change at all, he just hung the blade upside down, and said to Weibull: "Is this the strength? If you don't use your full strength, believe it or not, I will kill you within three strikes! Take revenge for hurting Herona! In this world, except for me, I don’t allow anyone to hurt my people, if there is, I will send them to hell!”

"Weibull, you should also meet those people in hell, remember the next life, don't meet people like Ba Jin again."

Ba Jin slipped aside early, trembling all over, she couldn't hear what Luo Lin was saying at all.

"No, you are not allowed to insult mother!"

Weibull couldn't understand Rollin's hidden meaning, he just felt that whatever Rollin said must not be good.

Immediately, Weibull's hands, even the big knife, were covered with black armed domineering, and his legs kicked on the ground. The powerful force drove Weibull's body towards Luo Lin quickly.

The power carried by the big knife in his hand also made Luo Lin frowned slightly.

"Is this the strength of White Beard when he was young?" Luo Lin murmured, but the movements in his hands were not slow at all. Gan Wuzhuo in his hand was waving repeatedly in the air, and the sword energy seemed to turn into pearl-sized drops of water. A lightning-like speed shot towards Weibull. The water droplets seemed to dissolve in the night. In addition, the speed was extremely fast. The presence.

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The night is like dark clouds pressing down on the city; the thunder is like a bomb exploding.

On the island, two figures quickly approached.

At this time, there was a series of "puff puff puff" sounds, that was the sound of water drops of sword energy penetrating Weibull's body.

It's just that when the water drop of sword energy completely penetrated Weibull's body, Weibull didn't even frown, as if he didn't feel anything at all.

At this time, Weibull came to Rowling, "Go to hell!" The extremely uncoordinated arms were raised high, and the big knife in his hand was slammed down. The muscles on his body swelled up again, and those muscles looked as if they might burst at any moment!

Luo Lin held Gan Wuzhuo in his right hand, pointing downwards, the surrounding air quickly rolled up, like a strand of transparent silk, blowing towards the sword body, the moonlight in the sky wanted to make the stream of water converge into light, Following Luo Lin's golden-red sword aura, he entered Gan Wuzhuo's interior. The entire body of the sword was ivory white with moonlight, and the air was filled with the sound of the sword chant "嗡—嗡—" fluctuating like breathing.

"The name of this sword is - Severing Shui Mood Song!"

There were countless sharp and loud voices in the air, and the drops of water in the air were constantly condensing, rising suddenly from bottom to top, and the sword energy was so strong that Weibull felt that there were dense drums like explosions near his ears. The sound was like a huge hammer hitting the chest.

Dozens of water droplets penetrated Weibull's chest again, and blood flowed down Weibull's chest towards the ground.

But Rowling's attack didn't slow down Weibull's movement at all, and he slashed down heavily with the big knife.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, followed by the sound of metal cutting each other, "squeak~", but it contained the power to destroy everything.

It was as if this force could cause transparent ripples in the air.

Rollin's eyes narrowed slightly, he could feel the huge force from Weibull's body, this kind of force really gave Rollin a headache.

With this strength alone, Luo Lin could already imagine how powerful White Beard was when he was young!

And the Weibull in front of him doesn't have the overbearing fruit like the Zhenzhen fruit.

But, so what!

A sharp light flashed in Luo Lin's eyes, and the power of the sword on his body erupted violently. The middle-level sword intent of the legendary swordsman seemed to tear the sky apart. The aura that was so sharp that it could cut the air directly shattered Yiluo. Forest as the center, anything around tens of meters.

The ruins turned into powder directly, and Weibull's body also had countless tiny sword marks.

"Ahh! Weibull hurts, hurts!"

Weibull's legs were bent, and he knelt down in front of Luo Lin, with a lot of blood pouring down from his body.

The strange cry echoed on the island.

Ba Jin in the distance felt a little inconceivable, "How is it possible! Is the crow really so strong?" Ba Jin was a little shocked in his heart. You must know that since Ba Jin took Weibull out to sea, few people have been able to force Weibull to this place. To this extent, and now, Luo Lin was injured by Weibull so easily, and the injury was still so serious.

"But, it doesn't matter, the more you do this, the faster you will die, Black Raven!"

Ba Jin, whose body felt almost recovered, got up from the ground and put his hands next to his mouth in the shape of a trumpet, "Weibull, don't capture alive, don't suppress it, use all your strength to kill the black crow!"

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Bajin's voice echoed across the ruined island.

After hearing Ba Jin's words, Weibull saw that pair of blood-colored eyes, which became deeper and deeper, and the pierced wounds on his body also healed in the blink of an eye, as if nothing had happened.

"Black Crow, go to hell! Go to hell!"

Weibull, whose body swelled again, brandished a big knife and threw it at Rollin.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

All the attacks were dodged by Luo Lin when he was about to hit him, but left deep pits of different sizes on the ground.

"Super-speed self-healing, as well as a substantial increase in armed domineering and vigor after the runaway, is this your trump card? Weibull!"

Rollin's voice drifted to Weibull's ears. Although Weibull had gone berserk, he could still hear the meaning of Rollin's words, and his movements were much faster again.

"Hoohoo!"