Scene after scene, happening in front of his eyes, Xiong was indifferent.

Sitting on the roof, the King of the Sight Library was powerless to leave the gloom and disappear into the distance.

When he was about to start his move, Doflamingo looked at him, met his eyes, and in an instant, the two of them looked at each other.

The firelight flickered in the eyes of the two, and they looked straight at each other, not moving, quietly watching.

Suddenly, Doflamingo smiled, baring his teeth and sticking his tongue out, licking his chapped lips.

"Haha, Bartholomi Bear, you haven't left yet."

Seeing what the bear wanted to do, he wanted to sneak up on him, and if he hadn't discovered him, maybe he would have done it directly.

The unbearable insidiousness, Doflamingo is angry, this person, is he going to be unable to get along with himself all the time?

Rising in mid-air, they came to the bear, but they were only five meters away, and the two looked at each other.

The fires were scattered and scattered, the night was dark and the stars were scarce.

"You want to sneak up on Lao Tzu?"

To put it bluntly, Doflamingo will not give face to anyone, not even a bear, he will not give it at all.

The bear was smiling, his pale eyes were a little shaky, and he was discovered, and the thief was embarrassed.

"Is there one?"

Doflamingo's forehead was covered with a few green tendons, and this man was talking nonsense with his eyes open.

"Hmph, Lao Tzu doesn't care if you have it or not, Lao Tzu is angry and wants to kill you."

At this point, there is no follow-up.

Hands, the two of them quickly, shot at the same time, the bear raised his palm, resisted him and flew with a kick.

The other hand, covered in pitch-black domineering, the Bible resisted his fist, and the two fought together, fist phantom, and the battle was crazy.

Doflamingo won't stay, this man won't leave, he wants to sneak up on him, and then kill himself.

This point, unforgivable, is his self-confidence.

"Five-color line."

The fingers are like animal claws, slashing into the air, and five lines are created out of thin air, covering the bear and leaving.

"Ugh."

The palms were aligned with his lines, unable to move forward.

The bear covered with an armed color domineering, pulled off the lines, and the fist quietly bombarded out, and a shaved appeared behind him.

A punch went down, a hard collision, and the fist trembled.

The bear frowned, stepped back, and his fist slammed into the pitch-black domineering, and Doflamingo turned unruly and licked his lips.

"Navy Six-style shaving, Bartholomy Bear, it seems that you are not simple either."

Shaved, used so proficiently, even in the navy, very few.

"Haha, yes, yes, Doflamingo, your strength is stronger than a few years ago."

Isn't it, domineering is skillful in use, and besides, this person is a three-color domineering user.

This is very troublesome, and the overlord color is very domineering.

It's just that it's useless to the bear, his momentum keeps rising, pressing the surroundings, the bear hand is raised, and the pressure cannon suddenly blasts out.

One hit, two blows, evolved into a dozen hits.

"Pressure cannon."

With a deep and gentle voice, a large number of pressure cannons were launched, and Doflamingo opened his hands and pulled out countless lines, like spider webs.

Covering his front, the pressure cannon exploded, unable to hurt him.

"Springline."

Lines flew like bullets, followed by countless bullets.

The bear's body was covered with armed color domineering, and he ate it all and took a few steps back.

Put away the Bible, take off the gloves in your left hand, and deal with Doflamingo, not carelessly.

Unleash your hands and start fighting.

Doflamingo's face was solemn, and the momentum of the man in front of him suddenly became different, powerful, very powerful.

"Huh?"

I was surprised in my heart, his momentum was too strong.

It's not overlord domineering, it's .......

Raise your head and look at the sky, the air pressure around you has become different, and the master knows every bit of change around him.

Sometimes, a small gap is enough to separate life from death.

"Pressure field."

An invisible pressure field appeared in the sky, like a huge playground, enveloping the two men.

A stretch of circumference, all shrouded.

The increased pressure is nothing for the bear, the pressure that he has long been accustomed to.

Doflamingo, on the other hand, was much heavier, the stones on the ground were trembling, he shook his shoulders and raised his hands.

Pull the line, the movement is much slower, and you can't attack directly.

"Bang."

Teleporting, coming to the back, the bear raised his hand and bombarded with a punch.

Doflamingo sensed it and raised his hand, trying to block it.

Helplessly, he found that his fist was too fast, and in the blink of an eye, he flew out.

The moment he flew out, a thought flashed in his mind, it wasn't that the bear was too fast, but that he had slowed down.

"Bang."

Hitting the building, destroying several buildings in a row, Doflamingo pulled the silk thread and flew up, staring at the bear standing on the roof, he looked at him indifferently.

"Bartholomi Bear!"

After eating a punch, blood spilled out, and he held back and didn't let himself spit it out.

Furious, Xiong's punch made him very angry.

Aggrieved, angry, filled his heart at once.

"Five-color line."

The fingers fell downward, and the five-colored threads of both hands were pulled.

Sharp lines, which evolve into swords, are extremely sharp.

"Huh."

The bear dodged and moved at high speed, came to him, and slapped it up and pushed it violently.

"Hmph."

Doflamingo was not slow, dodging a move from the past, and with a backhand, he fell on the bear's back.

"Bang."

The man who fell turned into a bear, and he was steady on the ground, and his feet were full of cracks.

Raise your head, attack, a teleport, behind his back, the same movement, raise your hand, and press it high.

"Bang."

A deep hole appeared in the ground, dark and terrifying, and Doflamingo glanced down, his heart palpitating.

This palm pressed on his body, I'm afraid it won't be comfortable.

"You are enough to make Lao Tzu exert all his strength, and when I said goodbye in a hurry, I remember you, Bartholomi Bear."

Doflamingo's momentum skyrocketed, his hands frantically tugging at the void, not knowing what he was doing.

"Lao Tzu has been cultivating hard all these years in order to kill you, just for today."

Silk threads appeared around the body, and a large number of silk threads gathered together to form a human being.

Another Doflamingo stood beside him, a silk thread tugging at him, the puppet.

"Shadow Riding Line."

Two to one, I don't believe I can't handle you.

Xiong had already expected it, and was not very surprised, a puppet, no threat.

One thing that is difficult is that this puppet is all silk threads, and in general, it is like the elementalization of a natural Devil Fruit ability.

"The capacity is well developed." Xiong appreciates a sentence in his heart, and he can open his mind and make another self.

This is a life-saving skill, and it has been controlling the doppelganger to go out, and it's okay if you die.

"Lao Tzu looks at you this time, what should I do?"

Doflamingo attacked with one move, controlling the puppet to follow the attack, and the five-color line was together.

Flank back and forth, blocking the bear's retreat.

(End of chapter)