"Smack."

The stone rolled down to the bottom of the pit, where the bear was, and he held the stone and shattered it instantly, supporting the ground with both hands, and his body bounced into the air.

When the sword arrived in front of him, the flying squirrel was dissatisfied, faster than the current bear, and the sword qi was like a net, covering the sky and shrouding it.

"Crackling."

Like thunder and lightning, it is furious and turbulent, and it cannot be stopped.

The attack fell on the body, the wounds were torn, and the blood was scattered in the sky as if it were raining blood from the sky.

"Bang."

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

The flying squirrel stood in front of him, grabbed his neck, lifted the whole person, came to the front of him, and sneered: "Tyrant Bear, I don't think that's it." ”

"Ahem." The bear doesn't want to talk, if I was in my heyday, do you think you would be so arrogant?

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

Because there is no need.

"Pressure field."

"Bang."

The flying squirrel knelt down, his face trembled, his lips trembled up and down wildly, and the whip pressed against his head, grabbed the bear's hand, and let go.

The bear's body fell into the pit, and the violent concussion made the bear grin.

The pain stimulates the nerves, and the bear feels like he is going to pass out, bites his tongue, and regains his spirits.

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

"Poof."

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

Landing on the ground, with a bang, is particularly joyful.

"Huh."

Smile, only smile.

Pretending to be forced in front of him, even if you are physically disabled, makes you uncomfortable.

The bear propped up his body and sat up, even if his body could not move, his heart would move.

The strong vitality and the constantly broken blood vessels could not stop the bear from standing up and shouting: "Life is returned." ”

The body suddenly became thin, and the second time he used it, the burly body suddenly became skinny, and he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of black blood.

The strength returned to his body, and the bear stared at the flying squirrel fiercely, today, even if he fights, he must let this person know that he is not easy to bully.

"Teleport."

"Pressure cannon."

The speed was faster, and it couldn't be caught by the naked eye, and the flying squirrel turned on domineeringly, the sword was blocked behind its back, and the fist turned into a finger.

"Finger gun."

"Pieces of iron."

"Hee-hee." Red blood stained his white teeth, and the bear spurted a mouthful of blood and smashed his fist in the face.

The flying squirrel was furious, the sword aura was swirling, and the sword light was great.

"Fuck off."

A sword pushed the two away, and the flying squirrel used its hind feet to rush in front of the bear, its cold eyes like lightning.

"Sword kill."

One trick is fresh, eat all over the world.

"Ahh

"Sword kill."

"Poof."

"Sword kill."

"Smack."

Crazy swordsmanship, the eyes can't see clearly, only the figure of the flying squirrel in the air is seen, appearing in front and back, left and right, up and down, in different directions, in different cutting directions, causing different damage.

His sword, unable to capture.

His movements are also unpredictable.

Seeing and hearing the domineering, he could only perceive it, Xiong raised his hand to block, but found that it was empty, he wanted to teleport away, but found that this person's sword qi was all around, as long as he moved.

The sword qi is activated, cutting the body, and you can find his body and attack.

"Get down for me."

"Bang."

The blood was raging, and the sword qi was quiet.

The sky is still bright.

The bear lay on the ground, wounds all over his body, raised his hand, and wanted to continue the fight, only to find that it had been enough time for his life to return.

He couldn't fight, his body was too drained, and the pain had made his heart weak, and he had tried his best to fight until now.

Even in the last struggle, he resisted, helplessly, there were too many enemies, too strong.

In several battles in a row, he was very happy, but he was also very helpless.

Just one person, he can guarantee a safe escape, but you come three at once, and your strength is far beyond his budget, so just fight a fight.

But now, he doesn't know if he's really so unlucky.

The general has not yet come out, and if he ......, he would not dare to imagine the consequences.

"Ahem."

"This time, it looks like it's going to be planted."

Xiong Mune's eyes stared at the sky, the sun was shining, but his mood fell to the bottom.

In the abyss, I don't know if I will see the sun.

"Ahem."

The cough sounded, not from the bear, but from the brigadier general of the flying squirrel.

Covering his chest, the aftermath of the bear's paw impact appeared, and the violent impact continued to make his body tremble and tremble, his body bent down, and he gritted his teeth.

Cracking sound!

Rolling energy, endless pain, flying squirrels prop up.

He looked up, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and smiled.

"You've lost."

The three words, ringing in Xiong's ears, are undoubtedly earth-shattering.

Bitter, helpless, uncomfortable.

He had failed countless times, but none of them were so uncomfortable, and the first few times, he was able to escape the scene unharmed.

Today, he couldn't walk away, he couldn't teleport away.

The body couldn't move, let alone teleport away, the bear bared his teeth and laughed bitterly.

The bleak smile, I don't know why, looks heartbroken.

My life is probably here.

"Huh."

The dark clouds obscured the bright sunshine, leaving the world still dark.

In my life, I have experienced countless darkness, and in the end, I have returned to that dark era.

"Huh."

With a bitter smile, he watched the flying squirrel approach, and he stood in front of him like a victor, puffing out his chest, and the look of contempt in his eyes would not be forgotten by the bear.

Once upon a time, the same was true of myself.

Today, the fallen man has become himself.

He closed his eyes, knowing that this time, he was completely defeated.

"Click."

The hands were bound, and the body seemed to be empty, yes, an emptiness that was more difficult to accept than powerlessness.

The ability, it seems, is gone.

The heart is very panicked, like a child who has lost his mother, and wants to cry, but there is nowhere to cry.

The body was clamped and carried away.

Hailou Stone, Demon Buster, a person who specializes in restraining ability, anyone who eats a Devil Fruit, once he is handcuffed by Hailou Stone, it is no different from ordinary people.

"Am I a prisoner?"

At the moment when he set up the sea building stone, Xiong knew that this time, he might be tragic.

Life, like a tea table, is full of tragedy.

He didn't know where he was about to be taken, and he didn't know if it was still dark ahead, and he passed out in a coma.

There was no longer the spirit to observe his surroundings, until he was taken somewhere, a dark place, an icy breath that kept eroding his body.

He was not awake, he was still asleep.