"Bang."

"Bang bang."

The two kept fighting, destroying a lot of buildings, attracting a lot of attention, they retreated, just went through a process of death, and now, they have to go through another one.

The faces of the people of Dressrosa were filled with sadness, and numbness began to appear, filling their hearts.

Leaving the range of the battle, these mortals approached the past, and the momentum alone could make them uncomfortable, even dead.

One by one, the cadres of the Don Quixote family spotted the battle and stood in the distance, watching the two men fighting in the sky, from the ground to the sky, and from the sky to the ground.

The battle lasted half an hour, the two did not get tired in the slightest, their physical strength was well preserved, and the battle continued.

They were worried about the young master who was looking at the sky, and when they looked closely, they found that the young master had fought with all his might, and that man still had strength left.

While fighting, he was observing their movements to prevent them from sneaking up, and besides, that man's movements were weird, sometimes capable, sometimes naval six-style, the two were converted, and there were no flaws.

"Are you going to help the young master?"

Torrebol shook his head: "The young master won't let us help him, this is his dignity." ”

In the battle of dignity, others are not allowed to interfere, and until the last moment, they can't make a move, provoking the young master to be unhappy, they can't bear it.

"But the young master ......." Guladius couldn't help but move, and he wanted to give the bear a blow and avenge his previous revenge.

Rao G, who was beside him, nodded, he also wanted to join the battle and give the bear back his previous shame.

Several other people, without speaking, stood there quietly.

The fish-man Derlinger's bloodthirsty eyes stared at the bear's body above, his lips licking, his high heels slapping the ground, ready to move.

"Deringer, don't move, young master, he will be unhappy."

"Torrebol, okay, let's help the young master defeat him, okay?"

Torrebol shook his head, snot inhaled in and out again.

"Dovertha can do it, Dovertha is a man chosen by God, and he will not be defeated."

The cadres nodded one after another, he won't lose, he won't lose.

The battle in the sky above was at a fever pitch.

There are more or less colors on the two of them, and there are relatively few on the bear's body, and the traces of the silk thread pulling apart are neat.

A small amount of blood was accidentally attacked by him, and a wound on his arm had healed.

Doflamingo, much more miserable, with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth and blood dripping from his body.

Beneath the pink sweater, there were wounds he didn't know, a sunken back, a few broken ribs, and the bear's attack was full of brute force, directly penetrating his bones.

"Ahem."

"Haha, haha."

Doflamingo laughed instead of anger, and the more pain he had, the more he laughed.

"Lao Tzu is not one of those wastes, let you handle it at will, Bartholomi Bear, don't think you can eat Lao Tzu."

"Five-color line."

Attack at the same time as the golem, flanking left and right, and then turning into one up and down.

Doflamingo, who is single-minded, has no pressure, raises his feet, and moves in unison.

"Bang bang."

With both hands raised, the bear's palms grasped the feet of the two men, and threw them to the ground, palms towards their bodies, bombarding them violently.

"Pressure cannon."

Bear paws move at high speed, interspersed with the smoke and dust on the ground, and explode instantly when they touch any object.

The air compressed to the extreme, unable to withstand the impact, the bear shot dozens of times in a row, and stopped.

Sweat appeared on his forehead, and after the battle to this point, the body began to react.

The physical exertion was very high, and it was acceptable, his eyes swept over the few cadres who were about to move in the distance, they didn't make a move, they were waiting.

"Are you all waiting?"

Waiting for the right moment, as soon as Doflamingo was defeated, they immediately moved.

There is no need to question this.

"Five-color line."

Doflamingo flies, he is alone, and the puppet is shattered and cannot be sustained.

The five-color line appeared in front of him, and the bear twisted its body and dodged the past.

Raise your hand, and your fist burst out, against Doflamingo's fist.

is also covered by armed domineering, the two gritted their teeth, exerted their strength, and did not give each other a chance.

"Get the hell out of here."

In terms of strength, the bear was not afraid of anyone, and he exerted his strength violently, and blasted Doflamingo with one punch.

He raised his fist, his ability activated, covered with a layer of pressure cannon, and stared coldly at Doflamingo as he fell.

"Teleport."

"Punch."

The fist burst out quietly, not earth-shattering, not earth-shattering, an ordinary fist.

"Ugh."

Doflamingo's domineering abdomen was covered, his muscles were craggy, his fist slammed into his muscles, and the layer of pressure cannon on top suddenly exploded.

"Boom."

The fist didn't need to be strong, and once again fell Doflamingo's body, blood, floating in the air.

"Boom."

The ground shattered, along with the surrounding floor, one by one.

Pieces of shattered floor, lying down as Doflamingo lay down.

Doflamingo opened his eyes, staring at the bear with a cold look.

Underneath the glasses, there was endless anger, and he was angry, angry.

"Ahem."

The blood was stained with dust, and it was very glaring.

Getting up and standing underneath, he pulled his hands and his body slowly flew up, angrily attacking.

"Bang bang."

The two people who were entangled together, punching and kicking, armed and domineering, bombarded.

Ability to sortie, pull line, fly, move at high speed.

"Shave."

"Finger gun."

The Navy Type Six is used out, covered with armed domineering finger guns, and becomes more aggressive.

"Bang."

Toe to toe, Doflamingo looked gloomy, spun around, and kicked his other heel.

The left hand was raised, blocking the front of the skull, and his feet could not take a step forward.

"It's useless, your attack can't break through my defenses."

The defense is tight, the air is not leaky, and the color is domineering, which direction he appears, the bear can find out at the first time.

Make resistance, flesh ball fruit ability, bounce away everything.

"Damn fruit abilities."

I don't have the slightest way to him, whether it's a physical attack, or a physical attack.

Unable to inflict damage on him, his palm, as if it was an absolute defense, could not do further attacks at all.

Doflamingo has been fighting until now, and the anger has risen, and he has begun to look impatient.

"The superhuman Devil Fruit, in addition to the original ability, also has an ability, which is called the second ability."

Doflamingo stood on the ground, walking as he explained to the bear.

"This ability is the awakening of the superhuman devil fruit."

And he, has not yet awakened, to be precise, awakened a little, has touched the threshold, as long as one step, you can step through.

With each step, the ground around me turned into white silk threads, and the silk threads changed very slowly, not all of them, but some of them.

(End of chapter)