One Piece My Son is White Beard

In the No. 13 area of ​​Xiangbo, under the night sky, the atmosphere is in contact with the lifting.

Even Malco is no longer shouting, concentrating on the battlefield.

Rocke is also good, Arthur is also good, and the strength has reached the point of only the four emperors.

Even if Marco has to admit that he will not win.

Among them, Locke is ok, Malco is confident that he will fight with him, and the wins are still between two.

But Arthur, this guy who dares to claim to be the emperor, his strength has stabilized Malco, alone, Marco's self-reliance, can only rely on the ability of the dead bird fruit to escape.

This is a very helpless thing. Although the white beard is a recognized world's strongest man, the strength of the White Beard One Piece is somewhat embarrassing.

At least these captains, three disasters under the "three and three" multi-hand, and even the four of the big mother is inferior.

No way, white beard is an extremely short old man, but all hardships are charged at the forefront.

And his strongest man in this world shot, and many captains did not have much exercise opportunities.

"How, don't you shoot?"

Mu Feng smiled, Locke and Arthur have confronted him for three minutes, and to the end of Mu Feng is a very easy expression.

On the contrary, the forehead of Rocke and Arthur has appeared.

Especially Arthur, his hands of the sword was trembled. There is no flaw, Mu Feng seems to be free, and it is seamless.

He feels that he will be defeated by the other party, and it may even be spike directly.

"If you don't do it, I will not be polite." Mu Feng stood out, gently took the smoke pipe of the mouth, a green smoke drove, the stunned atmosphere was broken.

"Grasswood Sword"

Rock sounded, and one hand toward Mu Feng Yizhi.

He didn't want to shoot, but he didn't help but let Mu Feng first shot. If Mu Feng first shot, they may not be able to do it.

He was traged by his fruit capabilities, and the grass bismuth in the Mu Feng feet, erected in an instant, and simultaneously turned into a sword.

Four sides, even the gaps are not.

He is a wooden fruit capabilities, and it is free to manipulate plants.

"Ah."

In the face of attacks, Mu Feng just laughed, one hand, suddenly frenzy, the swordsmanship appeared, he was three-sized as a sword, and the grass sword was just a close.

In the night sky, Mars flashed, swords and grass swords, and continued to come to Jin iron.

"good chance"

Arthur 's eyes flashed, grabbed Mu Feng Sword and the gap of the grass, a moment, the longevity of the hands and swords.

"Sword Blood"

This sword is fast, just next to Mu Feng's three-foot, just issue a series of harsh, flare, it is Mu Feng's body sword.

But his sword is too heavy, it is forced to break through.

A short-lived sound, Mufeng directly with his fingers, Arthur's must kill the sword uncontrolled deviation direction, and she was on the land beside him.

The violent swordsmanizes will tear the earth, and they have been spreading the extreme, and the entire 13 area is shaken.

Arthur never thought that one day, his own attack was actually cracked by others, and then he saw Mu Feng's finger in his throat.

Not soon, but let him have a feeling of time and space, a thought of unable to avoid it.

"There is such a terrible strong in the world"

Arthur's heart, even if the psychology before handing forward, he did not expect that it would be this result, even if it is white beard, it is impossible to force himself to the desperate.

This is still in the case of yourself.

"vine"

In this case, a big drink is coming.

During the earth, there is a thick tree vine, such as the rope, tied to Mu Feng's limbs.

It is Rock to support when Keke.

But these vines are too fragile. They have not been bound to Mufeng, and they are scattered in his whispering sword.

This interference is endless, even if only one third of the second time.

Arthur grabbed this slightly fleeting opportunity, shifting the head at a mortus.

Mu Feng's fingers were flashing by him, but the wind still scratched his neck, blood overflows in pain.

But at least the life is.

When I was a loose in Arthur, Mu Feng held a cigarette to his head.

There is no chapter, just like the most ordinary mixed fight, use bricks to face, but let Arthur's nerve tight.

After all, he dared to call the four emperors. He saw that he domineering moment opened, and the long sword in his hand was faster than him, and he wanted to block Mu Feng's attack.

Being first.

This is the reaction of the swords to reach an extremely deep realm. It is not effective in life and death, your body will naturally react before your brain.

In the previous world where Mu Feng, this kind of realm is called the sword heart.

"Oh"

Even Mu Feng is slightly eyebrow, there is a brief appreciation.

But this does not mean that he will be in his hand, the smoke dropped is slightly in the air, only one percent of one second.

However, this slightly in the moment, just avoiding the most powerful threshold of Arthur, and he is in his sword when he is weak.

The earth under the feet is broken, and Arthur will make a sultry and fly, the heavy land, wow, a blood sprayed.

" "

It may be that Mu Feng has just attacked the opportunity, and Locke grasped the gap to launch 53 power.

At the same time, there is a wooden column from underground, and I want to form a wooden cell to lock Mu Feng.

This is the classic start of Lock, as long as it can trap the opponent, it is a blue-handed grass attack, which will definitely let the other party should be ignorant.

It is a pity that this is effective for others, but there is no effect on Mufeng.

One-handed finger, the unstable wooden prison instant is broken, and a sword is broken, and Rock has a bad call. Even if he hides, the left arm is also run through.

It is actually just something that happens within ten seconds.

From Locke, it is too far from the victim of Mu Feng, and it is too fast to imagine.

Even the Malco, who has always been quite whispered, is sought, "this white hair is too strong."