One Piece Tyrant Bear

In three days, he understood that it was very remote here. He didn't see a ship passing by. He would teleport away immediately if there was only one, but now, it was mostly tears.

He tried the way he used to go back, but the result was very sad.

He didn't go back. He was still in this place, and the teleportation distance was not far enough. Last time, he teleported randomly because of danger. Now even if he can, he can't find the way back.

When he walked to the beach, the bear looked up at the front, the bright sun shining on his face, his back was dragged long, and he looked at the front like a husband stone.

"what?"

A miraculous ship appeared on the distant ocean, and it was driving over. A beautiful and brilliant color appeared on the bear's face, which was a ray of hope.

Dazzling, dazzling, with the coolness of the spring breeze.

"call out."

The teleportation started, leaving a handsome bear on the beach. If it weren't for the footprints left on the ground, no one would know that someone had been to this place.

On a beach on the island.

The three of them came down from the boat, they looked at each other, and got off the boat. The man on the left was holding a sword, with an arrogant look and no one could see.

The person in the middle is a thin man with a wretched face like a mouse. I don't know why he has the courage to appear here.

On the right stood a burly man holding his hands, a cloak, which brought out a black demeanor, quite a general style.

The three of them stood together, vigilant to each other. The relationship between them can be seen from the distance. Suddenly, the person in the middle suddenly rushed away, out of the range of their attack.

The swordsman drew his sword instantly and cut a crack. The sword aura passed through the burly man, and the cloak enveloped him, turning black in an instant.

The burly man's fist came to the front and slammed the swordsman's head. If this fist was hit, the swordsman would be in danger.

"bump."

The sword, at a critical moment, the sword was pulled out and blocked in front of you.

What the two of them didn't know was that the wretched man came behind the burly man, opened his hands, and released toxins at the two, and a purple mist enveloped them.

At this moment, the swordsman retreated, his steps flying down on the beach, and his light footprints were clearly visible on the beach.

But the burly man was not so lucky, he was hit directly, his face turned purple, and he kept coughing. He pointed at the wretched man with a face full of disbelief.

In the wretched man's laughing eyes, he fell down, his body twitched, foaming at his mouth, and his body stiffened after a while.

"Just catch it, Sanlong."

The swordsman Sanlong stared at him with a gloomy expression. He had already understood the tricks of the wretched man, and had always been on guard. Only the stupid man would believe him stupidly. Now, there is only one corpse left.

"You kill him, you are not my opponent."

"Really? Sanlong, are you sure?"

He looked at Sanlong, pointed his finger, and his body emitted a green gas. When it touched the ground, the gravel made a sizzling sound, corroding away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Sanlong stepped back and back, the sword qi cut three times, no effect, he changed his way, turning defense into offense.

Turn around, draw the sword, accelerate.

When he came to his back, he turned his head and drew his sword. The sword exuded a white brilliance, like a sacred angel descending, flooding the sky with white light.

"Stab it."

Staring at the front with amazed eyes, a red light appeared in Sanlong's hand. He knew that he had been hit, but without knowing it, he had eaten the enemy.

He reacted quickly, without even thinking about it, stepping back ten steps, alerting his surroundings.

The green poisonous gas approached, shrouded in the wind, Sanlong's face was gloomy, and the awkwardness of the wretched man was beyond his imagination. He thought that three strokes could solve him.

It seems that it is not enough, this person has hidden his strength.

"You are very strong, Sanlong." The wretched man appeared behind Sanlong, his dagger fell behind him, and his clothes split easily.

"But you know what, in order to deal with the two of you, I specially prepared a big meal for you, do you like it?"

Sanlong didn't speak, just staring at him.

"Bounty hunter Three Dragons, and that damn man, you have always looked down on me, I know, but how do you know how good I am? In order to hide my strength, I bear your ridicule, scorn, ignorance, and even abuse. "

Opened his hands and smiled: "I don't care, I want to tell you that the winner is definitely me, and only I can have the last laugh."

He, at this moment, is the winner.

Everyone must die.

Sanlong's sword-holding hand trembled slightly, and his heart was as calm as water. The look in the eyes of the wretched man changed.

Indifference became ruthless, murderousness permeated.

Chapter 65-Stunning Rashomon

The aura changed, the waves no longer washed away, and the fish moving on the sea felt the danger and left one after another.

The fallen leaves blew up and splashed to the ground, dampening the dry soil, glowing with crystal colors.

The sword was pulled out again, and it was no longer sheathed. His sword was as white as snowflakes, with a sharp blade, and the force of light was constantly emanating, haunting the wretched man's heart.

fear?

Scared?

The cringe of death?

He looked down at his heart slightly. At that moment, the heart seemed to stop beating, and there was a scene that made him unable to calm down before his eyes.

The horrible picture, that is a portal, opening a portal in the depths of hell.

The dark and cold air froze the space, and a dark thorny monster stretched out its terrifying claws to seize the space and tear the darkness in front of us.

That door is full of death.

"what is this?"

In fear, he asked himself, in a strange scene, he flinched.

"Do not."

"How could I be scared, he is just the end of the war, I can kill him, you have to believe in yourself, Carl."

Slightly firm in his heart, he estimated that the three dragons in front of him were just trapped beasts fighting, threatening himself, he would not let him succeed, his dagger clenched tightly, and murderous intent enveloped him.