One Piece Tyrant Bear

Chapter 271 The Great War

"boom."

"Boom."

The two kept fighting, destroying a lot of buildings, and arousing the attention of many people. They retreated and had just gone through a process of death, and now they have to go through another.

The people of Dressrosa were full of sadness, and numbness began to appear, filling their hearts.

Leaving the range of battle, these mortals approach the past, and their momentum alone can make them uncomfortable, even death.

The cadres of the Don Quixote family discovered the battle one by one, standing in the distance, watching the two people fighting constantly in the sky, from the ground to the sky, and then from the sky to the ground.

The battle lasted for half an hour. The two of them were not tired at all, their physical strength was well preserved, and the battle continued.

They worried about the young master who looked at the sky, and when they looked carefully, they found that the young master had already tried his best to fight, and that man still had more energy.

While fighting, he was observing their dynamics to prevent them from being attacked. Moreover, the man moved strangely, sometimes with ability and sometimes with six navy styles. The two were converted without flaws.

"Are you going to help Young Master?"

Torrepol shook his head: "Young Master will not let us help him, this is his dignity."

In the battle of dignity, others are not allowed to intervene. They can't take action until the last minute, which makes the young master unhappy, and they can't bear it.

"But the young master..." Guradius couldn't help moving his hand, and wanted to give the bear a blow and revenge.

Rao G nodded beside him, he also wanted to participate in the battle, and gave the bear back his previous shame.

Several other people stood there quietly without speaking.

Murloc Delinger stared at the bear's body in the sky with bloodthirsty eyes, licked his lips, trampled on the ground with his high heels, ready to move.

"Dellinger, don't move, Young Master will be unhappy."

"Torrepol, all right, let's help the young master defeat him, okay?"

Torrepol shook his head, his nose sucked in and out again.

"Dover can do it. Dover is the man chosen by heaven and will not lose."

The cadres nodded one after another, and he would not lose, the young master would not lose.

The battle in the sky has become fierce.

The two of them have a lot of color, and the bear's body is relatively small, and the traces of the silk thread pulling apart are neat.

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

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

Under the pink sweater, there was a wound he didn't know about, and the sunken back, with several broken ribs, the bear's attack was full of brute force, directly penetrating his bones.

"Ahem."

"Jiehaha, Jiehaha."

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

"Lao Tzu is not that waste, let you take care of it, Bartholomew, don't think you can eat Lao Tzu."

"Five-color thread."

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

Doflamingo, with one mind and two tasks, has no pressure, lifts his feet and moves in unison.

"Boom."

Lifting both hands, the bear's palms held the feet of the two people and threw them to the ground, with their palms facing their bodies and violently bombarding them.

"Pressure gun."

Each bear's paw moved at high speed, interspersed in the smoke and dust on the ground, touched any object, and instantly exploded.

The compressed air couldn't bear the impact. The bear shot dozens of shots and stopped.

Sweat appeared on his forehead, and the body began to react after the fight.

The physical exertion was very large and acceptable. His eyes swept over the few cadres who were about to move in the distance. They did not take action and were waiting.

"Are you all waiting?"

Waiting for the opportunity, Doflamingo was defeated, and they immediately started.

There is no need to question this.

"Five-color thread."

Doflamingo flew up, he was the only one, and the puppet was smashed to pieces, unable to continue.

The five-color line appeared in front of him, and the bear twisted his body to avoid the past.

Raising his hand, his fist blasted out to meet Doflamingo's fist.

The same is armed with domineering coverage, the two gritted their teeth and exerted force, not giving each other a chance.

"Get me down."

In terms of strength, Xiong had never been afraid of anyone, and he slammed into Doflamingo with a punch.

He raised his fist and activated his power, covered with a pressure cannon, staring coldly at Doflamingo who was falling.

"Teleport."

"Fist."

The fist blasted out quietly, no earth-shaking, no earth-shaking, an ordinary fist.

"Bah."

Doflamingo was domineering covering his abdomen, his muscles were jerky, his fists hit the muscles, and the pressure gun on the upper layer suddenly exploded.

"Boom."

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

"Boom."