One Piece Tyrant Bear

The big waves are rising and falling.

As soon as it fell, Cake Island became a world of sea water.

There are countless deaths and constant wailing.

The bear turned a deaf ear, standing in the air, staring down at the messy island below.

The big waves have no effect on him.

He can lift off, this move is even more disappointing than Zeus.

"You made a mistake."

Charlotte Lingling, you made a mistake.

"Damn, how could you not die, how could you still be alive."

"I do not believe."

The angrily stomped aunt, she didn't believe the result before her, she wanted to destroy, destroy everything.

"Storm and thunder and lightning."

The sky became jet black.

The wind is coming.

It's raining.

Thunder and lightning flashed, lightning flashed and thunder.

In the darkness, all kinds of thunder and lightning floated around the bear, touching and exploding.

All the thunder and lightning found a catharsis point, and gathered frantically, no matter what they were.

"Cracking."

The sky was full of thunder and lightning, and it turned into a sky full of golden yellow.

After the explosion, the bear stood in the sky, his clothes worsened, and his state remained unchanged.

The deep eyes stared at the aunt and smiled.

"These are useless to me."

All the energy, close to his body, was bounced away one by one, and couldn't hurt him at all.

The bear at this moment is invincible.

He is invincible.

"How could you... how could there be such a person?"

Even the dead white beard could not be said to be intact under her move.

How could this person be so enchanting.

The aunt was frustrated and stepped back.

She saw the result and continued to fight for fear that she would lose.

"It's me."

"You have to pick it up, I'm here."

Bend down, down, and charge.

With a fist, the pressure gun quickly attached to it, ten layers, not enough, twenty layers, not enough, thirty layers, this is the ultimate bear.

Keep compressing it, and his hand will break.

"Enough, this punch is enough."

All he has to do is to blast this punch with all his strength, and it can't be empty.

"You can't escape."

Seeing that the color is domineering to catch the aunt, in front of his speed, the clumsy aunt has no chance to escape.

Close, very close.

Fifty meters, thirty meters, twenty-five meters, twenty meters.

Seeing the distance a little closer, the aunt's face became ugly.

She was pale without snow, her lips trembled.

"I will not fail, I am one of the Four Emperors."

"I, Charlotte Lingling, never fail."

"I am the strongest."

Ten meters, five meters, almost.

In a blink of an eye, the bear approached.

Fist, here it is.

The aunt stretched out her fist and gave a desperate punch. This was her last punch.

All unwillingness, disbelief, anger, and anger are all in this punch.

Success or failure depends on this punch.

She won, she is still the Four Emperors, and she is king of the sea.

Lost, everything is gone.

"Boom."

With a punch, the world changes.

With a punch, the island was divided into several pieces.

With a punch, the sea water poured in.

With a punch, the wailing stopped.