"Flower Sword Vista."
"If you want to travel, where do you want to go?"
At the top of two barren mountains, Bear and Vista looked at each other.
Bear slowly took off his gloves, revealing his meatball-like palms, very deep and calm.
Wisps of steam began to rise from his sturdy body.
As the BUG of the richest group, he has a bounty of 2.89 billion. Compared to Thunder God, the Sun King, and the Tsar, he is relatively low-key.
Life is dull and boring.
Generally speaking, apart from the time to practice, the time to do tasks from time to time, the rest of the time is either playing mahjong or on the way to play mahjong.
For this reason, there are many different titles within the group.
For example, cute bear.
Silly bear.
Mahjong bear.
Calm bear.
Calm bear.
Salted fish bear.
Introverted bear.
Boring gourd bear.
It seems that nothing can make Bear's mood have big waves. He always looks like a salted fish.
Besides mahjong, there are no other pursuits.
As a result, his sense of existence in the richest group is very low, unlike Thunder God, the Tsar, the Sun King, and the Human Demon King, who are either making trouble or on the way to making trouble.
But such a salted fish is ranked in the top five of the richest group in terms of combat power.
Its positioning is even more comprehensive.
There are almost no weaknesses, belonging to the kind of player who is not partial.
Vista doesn't know much about this bear.
But he didn't dare to have the slightest contempt.
Because he sensed the aura of a wild beast from this bear, it was very dangerous!
"Let me experience the strength of the richest group's BUG!"
Vista held the sword in both hands, his eyes sharp, and took the lead to attack, turning into a sword light.
Shua!
The speed of teleportation caused Vista's pupils to shrink.
Turning his head, he saw that Bear had appeared in mid-air, his hands spread out to sweep the air within a hundred meters, constantly squeezing and quickly shrinking.
Vista would not watch Bear prepare for a big move. He raised his hand and two slashes tore the eardrums, one in front and one behind.
Bear's face did not change, and he did not even blink. His feet quickly kicked out, forming Rankyaku, covered with Armament Haki to block Vista's slash.
"Bear Paw Impact."
The palm-sized transparent bear paw fell from the air, and Vista frowned and slashed.
At the moment of contact, the light of day illuminated the heavens.
A mushroom cloud sent shockwaves that connected heaven and earth, stirring up the wind and clouds in all directions.
After everything dissipated, Xiong still had a stoic expression on his face as he opened his arms. This time, the air within a radius of 200 meters was compressed, and his speed was unimaginably fast.
Vista walked out of a pile of ruins and felt a chill rush straight to the top of his head.
Flash of Brilliance.
High in the sky, Bear's right hand grabbed the compressed transparent bear paw. His left hand suddenly flicked and the whole person disappeared in the air. When he appeared, he was already in front of Vista.
That speed was like teleportation.
Vista felt his blood run cold.
"Bear Paw Strike!"
The name of the indifferent and calm move was close at hand. Vista subconsciously blocked the two knives in front of him and firmly cut the transparent bear paw that the bear pushed over.
The bear paw attack at close range was even more powerful than the first time.
One could only imagine how terrifying the power that erupted in that instant was.
A bolt from the blue exploded, followed by a blinding white as a new mushroom cloud expanded.
The surrounding barren mountains and canyons quickly disappeared. Vista turned into a stream of light at the first time, rushing straight and disappearing at the end of the basin.
In terms of close-range speed, Xiong was one of the best in the richest group.
Even Enel couldn't compare.
That was really the same as teleportation and teleportation!
Perhaps because of his personality, the current battle was also going in the direction of returning to simplicity.
He opened his hands and compressed the air again. Then he held it in his hands and teleported to Vista's side.
There were only two moves coming and going.
Compressed air, teleported to the front, and shot out in an ordinary way.
Boom!
Rumble!!!
Mushroom clouds exploded one after another, and the sinkhole spread all the way to the end of the horizon.
In some ways, Xiong was also a walking Big Ivan.
Every explosion made Vista's face ferocious. The speed of the other party was too strange.
The moves were simple, and the attacks were simple, but they were able to completely suppress him. The power generated by each explosion almost blew out his internal organs and feces.
If it weren't for the swordsman's intuition.
I'm afraid there wouldn't even be a chance to resist.
Aggrieved!
Pain!
The more Vista fought, the paler his face became.
Damn it.
The other party's teleportation speed, coupled with this powerful attack, was simply an unsolvable existence.
"Teleportation."
"Teleportation."
"Teleportation."
"Bear Paw Attack."
"Bear Paw Attack."
"Bear Paw Attack."
Boom!!!
Boom boom!!!
Boom boom boom!!!
"You're going too far."
"Enough!"
"Use other moves if you have the ability."
Vista kept vomiting blood and felt that his heart, liver, spleen, and kidneys were displaced.
Who the hell could withstand the mushroom cloud explosions again and again? The key was that the other party only used these two moves back and forth. Was he preparing to eat the world with one move?
If he wasn't wrong!
This should be a normal attack that only swordsmen had.
Vista's mentality was about to collapse.
But in terms of mentality collapse, Vista was a piece of cake.
The eighth division captain Namur and the ninth division captain Blenheim were the ones who really collapsed mentally, because the enemy they faced was a pervert.
Looking at the whole world, all the people who had loved and killed with this pervert, there was no one who didn't collapse mentally.
In terms of the ability to attract hatred, if this pervert dared to say he was number one, no one would dare to say he was number two.
Even Chaos would have to concede defeat to him.
Because this pervert attracted hatred purely because it was disgusting and horrifying. Even a psychopath couldn't stand the lust emitted from the bones, and it would make people crazy and collapse in the first place.
Grinding bones and scattering ashes, cutting into pieces, and other most vicious and cruel methods, they all wanted to let this pervert enjoy at least once. Otherwise, they wouldn't have a clear mind in this life, and it would even become a psychological shadow that would accompany them for life.
The three Navy sisters had a deep understanding of this.
"Ha ha ~"
"This one spins, one more round."
"This one jumps, one more round."
"Dodged, dodged, perfectly dodged!"
"This is love ~"
Some of the voices were nasal, full of lust and lust, and they couldn't help but have goosebumps and shiver all over.
They even wanted to throw up last night's meal.
In this operation, Ivankov had returned to his former appearance.
The dark purple afro had turned into a big wavy hairstyle, and he was wearing gold jewelry. His two huge weapons were tied up by a gold rope, and other than that point, everything else was exposed.
Below his slender waist was naturally a C-line pants, but the key was that it didn't sink in. Instead, it bulged up high, and it was as big as two adult fists. One could completely see what shape it was.
His huge face was painted with heavy makeup, and his thick eyelashes were enough to make people angry just by looking at them.
Just this pervert's attire could 100% arouse the most primitive desire to destroy in creatures.
It was purely disgusting.
This wasn't the most infuriating thing.
The most infuriating thing was this guy's flirtatious way of dodging attacks.
"I'm going to kill him, kill him."
That Muir was a Sharkman, round and short, with a big garlic head and sharp fangs, and looked very fierce.
But at this time, he was furious.
Standing up from the ruins, he watched as Blenheim jumped up and down under his attacks, and from time to time, he did all kinds of eye-catching ballet dances. He almost couldn't breathe and died of anger.
Blenheim's face was also ferocious, and his eyes were red. He held a long knife with both hands, desperately wanting to stab this pervert to death.
Never.
He had never wanted to kill a person so much, and it was the kind of person who wanted to crush his bones and scatter his ashes.
"Ha ha ~"
"Spinning and jumping, no limit."
Ivankov's eyes flashed red from time to time, and he used his foresight to see Blenheim's attacks. He stood on one foot and did the most famous ballet move, shaking his two weapons and the thing under his C-line pants. That scene was no longer just eye-catching.
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