One Piece: Flowing Blade-Like Flame

Zhang Yang looked at the fast-flying little sword, and he couldn't do any movement. He just used all his mana as a guide to use the power of the stars to destroy the chic with one blow, but he saw it through without thinking of the other party. Now chic. If he started at the time he was concentrating, he had no choice but to obey his fate.

"Bang." Seeing that the small sword was about to chop off his open forehead, the white tiger suddenly jumped up, grabbing a row on the blade, the small sword was shocked, suddenly reversed the blade, and slashed at the white tiger, and the white tiger had to hurriedly parry , But was stabbed in the palm of a sword, it roared and bit the hilt of the sword.

"Hahaha...you are also worthy of being called Baihu. Without the help of the killing spirit, you just bite your mouth full of teeth, and you can't bite my sword."

"The tiger is the king of the beasts, especially the white tiger. He lives by killing the world, killing for the sake of killing, and killing is the way." He was so dignified that he couldn't see the rage just now. He was habitual. Touching his big bald head, he smiled contemptuously: "A tiger that doesn't kill, a joke, in this world, if you don't kill others, others will kill you. Blindly kind, just push yourself to the cliff."

"Come and come, let Lord Buddha, I use my fists to play with you." Xiao Sha stretched out his hand and made a provocative action towards Bai Hu.

"Roar." Bai Hu spit out the hilt in his mouth, roared up to the sky, and rushed towards Xiaoshu. Chic and not dodge, he directly caught the white tiger's claws with both hands, and pressed the white tiger directly to the ground with force, then lowered his bald head and directly hit the white tiger's forehead.

"Bang." There was a sound, and his face was slightly hideous. He laughed, his head kept hitting the white tiger, and his mouth kept saying: "Hahaha, the tiger bones are so strong, it's still your Buddha's bald head. what."

The white tiger was very embarrassed by the series of impacts. Its forehead was already seeing blood leaking outwards, waiting for the bald head to hit it again. With a tilted neck, it opened its mouth wide and bit towards the bald head.

"I'll go. Although Lord Buddha, my bald head is very hard, but I won't grind your teeth." Xiaoshu retracted his head, lifted the white tiger with one hand, and then drove the wheel left and right. Poor white tiger, for so many years, except for Zhi Except for the instinctive experience of predation before the opening, the rest is strictly controlled, and even the meat has not been eaten. How can you argue with people? When it comes to fighting, it is more like an idiot. It's impossible to fall in a cool manner.

Xiaosha was very proud to look at the two big pits around him, and said with a smile: "I can't eat fast, you can't fight." After that, he threw the white tiger forward. Bai Hu was thrown by him and slammed straight towards Zhang Yang. At this time, the light on Zhang Yang's face became more and more obvious. He stretched out his hand again, pointed in the air, and saw a dazzling white light in the sky.

"Damn." He screamed, looking at the light in the sky, he began to laugh again, not knowing where he took an ancient bell-like thing, and put a cover on himself. The golden light flashed on the ancient clock, layer after layer, and boundless Sanskrit sounds came out. As soon as the white light in the sky fell on it, it seemed to be melted, and the white gradually became golden. The golden color on the ancient clock grew thicker and thicker, until the white light in the sky completely disappeared.

"Aha." Chic put away the ancient clock, jumped up, looked at the gourd who had become a fallen gourd, and laughed: "Boy, is your Buddha such a bully? It's only been two rounds, and you are just like that. It's not a challenge."

He walked to Zhang Yang's side in a very elegant manner, regardless of the other person's eyes that could stab him to death, he kicked Zhang Yang's abdomen, looking at the other person's bowed body, he laughed for no reason. : "Hahaha, this time... No challenge, no challenge."

"Really?" Just as he was laughing coolly, a word suddenly came from behind him, "Then how about we come to have fun?"

Xiao Sha hurriedly turned his head, only to see a delicate person who did not know when to stand behind him, the person looked at him calmly, but the anger in his eyes could not be covered, the person moved, and one hand was already He directly pinched Xiaoshu's neck, his palms slowly pressed, and a feeling of suffocation came, but Xiaoshu was blushing and smiled, and he abruptly squeezed out the words from his throat: "Hehe...it hurts behind the back," What a hero."

"Why should I be a hero?" The man smiled contemptuously, and the strength of his palm was taken back, and then he threw Xiao Shao into the pit that was smashed by the white tiger. He walked to Zhang Yang's side and put one hand on Zhang Yang's eyebrow. At that moment, the light on the hand flashed.

Looking at Zhang Yang's slowly opened eyes, the sharp light in that person's eyes was slightly reduced. He turned his head and said to Chisao: "For the sake of Xiao Er, I will forgive you once today. Do you roll yourself or I do it."

He crawled out of the pit in a awkward manner, took a few mouthfuls one after another, and was about to open his mouth to speak, but heard a burst of words behind him. "For the sake of the second child, I will spare you once today. Do you go by yourself or I will do it."

The words that were used by the man to humiliate and unrestrained were now sent back intact. The man stared attentively, there was no trace of pride in his eyes, and the hostility just now disappeared. He arched his hand toward the voice. He made a salute and said respectfully: "I don't know if the big brother is here, it is really disrespectful."

"There is nothing disrespectful or disrespectful." An old Taoist priest walked out of the void behind Chisha, with a pitch-black beard and pale hair. He looked at the man and scanned the square again before he said: "Tianchen, this is not what you should be doing. You go back where you came from, I didn't see it this time, if there is another time, I will never die."

Tianchen said again, chuckled, and said to the old way: "Big brother doesn't like my presence here, I should have left, but this time please forgive Chen for being unreasonable."

"So, don't you plan to leave?" Old Tao pulled out a person from behind, pointed his hand towards the public, and said, "Mingyue, go and see."

Ignoring Tianchen’s wary eyes, the man slowly walked towards Zhang Yang, sat down gently next to Zhang Yang, and probed Zhang Yang’s pulse with one hand, and said for a while: “There should be nothing serious, just excessive use of the true essence in the body. Weak now."

"Yeah." The old Tao nodded and saw that the man took out a bottle from his arms and poured it into his open mouth. He just pretended not to see it, and then pointed to Tianchen and said: "Are you going or fighting? ."

"War." A decisive word came from Tianchen's mouth, and his right hand condensed fist slowly sent to the old way, and a huge tearing sound came from his fist. The old Tao also waved his hand and pushed his palm, at an unusually slow speed. When the palms and fists met, a hurricane suddenly blew around, and the fallen leaves began to dance all over the sky. After the dullness, Tianchen finally couldn't bear it, spit out a mouthful of blood, and a clear palm print appeared on his chest. ..