One Piece Tyrant Bear

The violent sword aura was enough to shred Fei Liu's body, and he won this battle.

Putting down the sword, he just reached his chest and stopped moving. His face changed drastically. He stared at the tornado crashing in front, standing alone in the void, and then landed.

He was embarrassed, his clothes were torn, blood was all over his body, and the tornado made him seriously injured.

"Ahem."

Fei Liu's sword holding hands were full of blood, and the tornado made him very miserable.

Pain, the whole body was aching, Fei Liu did not fall down.

Gritting his teeth, looking up at the hurricane, his strength has become so strong, and given him a year or two, maybe he can surpass himself, but today.

He can't, he is a swordsman Feiliu, how failed.

"If you want to defeat me, this trick won't work."

The hurricane's squinted eyes suddenly opened, and he laughed: "Haha, haha, Feiliu, you are still so proud. You never looked at me and called me rubbish."

"Unexpectedly, I was beaten so miserable today, right? Haha, Feiliu, Feng Shui turns around. Today, I will not only deprive you of your title, but also kill you."

The killing intent is condensed, not hidden, directly released.

Fei Liu bowed his head bitterly, he wanted to kill himself, Fei Liu knew it himself.

No one can say that he was not wrong, he was wrong, and the hurricane was wrong.

Now, it is time to end the hatred of the year.

"I didn't want to use it. Since you forced me, then, today, don't blame me for being rude."

Holding the sword in both hands, his posture changed, his complexion was serious, and his momentum changed.

Fierce, fierce, riot.

His people changed with the sword. He was originally a quiet scholar, but at this moment, he was a riotous swordsman.

"Two swords flow, Feiliu."

When the sound fell, he moved, and came to the hurricane, attacking fiercely with two swords, sword after sword, without stopping in between.

Consistent action, the oppressive hurricane can not attack, can only not retreat.

The aggrieved hurricane wanted to resist, but found that he couldn't do it. When he wanted to attack, Feiliu's sword had already arrived, and he had to resist.

The two swords attacked the weakness, either the neck or the heart. As long as they interspersed, the hurricane's life will be explained here.

The bear sat on it and watched, and the more he watched, the more he felt. Jianhao's battles were rare.

The strength of the two is not much different, and they are evenly matched, but Xiong is more optimistic about Feiliu.

As he said, Jian Hao is not only a title, but also a spirit.

Defeating an opponent mentally is more violent than defeating an opponent in strength.

A swordsman with a spirit cannot be defeated casually. Hurricanes have the strength, but he is a swordsman without a soul.

"Jian Hao Feiliu, I really want to learn from each other."

The swordsman, the swordsman, is the person he is least afraid to face, with the flesh ball in his hand, who can break my defense.

While watching with relish, the battle below is about to be determined.

Feiliu's two-sword flow did not give the hurricane a chance at all, attacking, continuing to attack, stepping back step by step, unable to retreat, he could only bite the bullet and resist.

There were gradually more wounds on the body, fresh wounds, bleeding out.

A sword, unable to defend, Feiliu's attacks are getting faster and faster and more tricky, the hurricane is extremely anxious, can't go on like this, otherwise he will fail again.

"Go away."

Furiously, pushed away the offensive flying current.

The offensive ended, Fei Liu glanced at the hurricane in surprise, did his power become so powerful.

"Fei Liu, I won't fail."

"I want to be a man of swordsmanship."

"My hurricane, I am going to kill you today."

The sword points to the flying stream, and the eyes stream the firefly, scarlet overflowing.

Sword qi lingers, one sword, two swords, countless sword qi rushes to fill the sky.

"Assassination indiscriminately."

Gritting his teeth and issuing the last move, the hurricane body followed forward, just in case.

The sky full of sword energy enveloped the sky, falling like rain.

Fei Liu raised his head, calmly looking at the sword energy falling from the sky, raised his swords, resisting his head.

"Boom."

"Pi La La."

The body continuously shed blood, splashing into the air.

Chapter 227 Face the Wind

The storm raged on the body, blood mixed with sword energy, bombarded the ground.

The ground was stained red, and the crushed stones were stained with red. After Fei Liu resisted a wave of attacks, there was no good place on his body.

He didn't fall down, and stood firmly.

Shuangjian put down, staring sharply at the sky, kicked the ground, and jumped into the air.

"boom."

Hurricane, flying, eyes facing each other.

The swords collided, and the two did not regress each other, forcing the other to land, thus continuing the attack.

"Fei Liu, you surrender, I can make you look better."

Feiliu heard the sound and mocked: "Hurricane, do you think you can kill me? Naive, I am the second swordsman Feiliu swordsman."