Pirates: Song of Misanthropy

The frenzied momentum subverts everything, and the world is dark.

The ferocious beast is monstrous, and the sword light is fascinated by the naked eye. The normal pupil of the king gradually shrinks, and it turns into a beast pupil in an instant, which is terrifying.

Danger, without hesitation, the intuition of the sword, let Xiliu dodge at that moment, and the next second, the place where Xiliu was standing was wiped out and disintegrated.

As for Shiliu, who was already a hundred meters away, his face changed slightly, and a sword light seemed to flash in his eyes, making it difficult to look at each other.

Suddenly, that dangerous aura descended again. Without even thinking about it, Shiliu disappeared again and appeared in the distance.

"Boom...boom..."

As if being forcibly squeezed by some invisible force, Shiliu dodged three times in a row, and finally, his face turned cold.

"Yin..."

The sword edge was unsheathed, and the sky and the earth turned white. Shiliu leaned over and attacked.

At that moment, the brilliance of the moment, along the way, everything disappeared; the sword light, brightened to the extreme, undoubtedly became much smaller than before, but just like this, it made King's hairs stand on end.

"Roar..."

The captivating domineering roar, King didn't have time to dodge, because this sword light was so fast that it could only give him a hard blow.

An evil spirit permeated the air. King stretched out his hand, which turned into a green-black ferocious animal claw, and grabbed the space in front of him. Suddenly, a hurricane compressed and turned into a spiral spear, blasting towards Shiliu's sword. Light.

The ground shook and the mountains swayed, and countless ice fields were lifted up. A storm full of destructive power turned into a halo, and fell into the dust without dead ends.

The huge pressure lifted Shiliu's coat. However, Shiliu's eyes at this moment were staring at the center of chaos, as if he was a man who made the storm surrender.

"Boom...boom..."

Stepping out, along with the hurricane stirring the sky, King started from his feet and slowly turned into an evil beast roaring up to the sky.

The outstretched hideous thorns covered the sky and covered the screen, in the form of a giant tiger, with a pair of pale golden dragon horns on its forehead, and green and black hair like hedgehogs all over its body, exuding a fascinating evil aura that made people terrified.

From the beginning of the king change, Shiliu's body tensed up, and even his breathing began to slow down.

"Animal-type tiger-tiger fruit phantom beast, a strange and ferocious beast."

A bloody aura spread from the madman, and Xiliu recalled the man's information.

"Ame Shiryu, I haven't fought with all my strength for a long time. Use your full strength..."

Standing in the sky, it has a great visual effect. The monster speaks words, surrounded by hurricanes, like a natural beast king, exuding a tyrannical breath after another.

Feeling this pressure, the corners of Shiliu's mouth curled up, and the suppressed aura all over his body spread instantly, forming a storm of sword energy and rushing to the sky.

"You, have the qualifications to let me use all my strength."

The figure was slowly raised, the entire broken ground shook, and the surrounding, countless weapons, all buzzing, seemed uneasy.

"What...what's going on..." In the distant fighting place, countless weapons trembled, and even the swords in someone's hands soared directly into the air and rushed towards Xiliu.

One, two, innumerable, Shiliu stood out of nowhere, below, the endless ice field was filled with all kinds of swords, and a sharp breath that tore the sky began to explode.

"Roar..."

In the world of storms, an invisible hurricane surrounds the king, and Shiliu seems to have turned into the master of the sword, and the two sides are on the verge of breaking out.

It disappeared in an instant, and the next moment, as if stepping out from ancient times, king appeared in front of Shiliu, and the wind of death flowed on the beast's claws, grabbing Shiliu's heart.

"Ding..."

With the gold and iron horse, a trace of sparks flowed between the two of them, and Xiliu, crossing the madman, firmly blocked the king's beast claws.

Almost at the same time, the two of them stepped out at the same time, accompanied by a sense of tearing, the hurricane roared, and the sword was full of energy, forming a bipolar world.

"Swordsman intuition, it's really troublesome."

Stretching out the hideous flesh thorns, the king's face is ugly, so to speak, he would rather fight with a person with a high level of knowledge than a person who surpasses the great swordsman.

Because of this devil fruit, he was born with the ability to resist the wind, and his speed was extremely fast, but swordsmen, that kind of intuition was more troublesome than seeing and hearing.

It's like, the other party knows your next attack and has the ability to automatically defend, which is fucking annoying.

Tearing the ground, King probed and grasped, as if he had grabbed something, facing Shiliu, and pressed across it.

In an instant, the land collapsed, and a terrifying black tornado set off the entire ice sheet.

Seeing the endless destructive storm, Shiliu looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, but the next moment, the laughter disappeared, and a creepy aura quietly appeared.

"In the past three years, I have worked hard to become a god. I hope you don't want to be hacked to death by me."

Holding the madman high, the airflow rotates, the sky and the earth are surging, and a beam of sword energy rises into the clouds, as if controlling the entire world.

At this moment, the battle circle between the kingdom of God and the beasts has been drawn into a terrifying distance. Except for the high-end combat power of both sides, the battle ground between the middle and the bottom directly radiates to the surrounding desert islands. It can be said that, The battle line is very long.

Because the motionless natural disaster is really terrible.

"One of the five heavenly rings of the Kingdom of God, a demigod who surpasses the Great Swordsman, Shiliu of the Rain."

The whole world, looking at the beam of sword qi light that connects the heavens and the earth, all looked terrified, and refreshed the facial features once again.

"Jianhao, this is Jianhao."

Countless swordsmen, exuding a scorching aura at this moment, stared at the screen, the man who seemed to dominate the world of swords.

An unknown island, very lively, a man with eagle-like eyes, paused in front of the screen, looking at the figure inside, unnaturally, there was a fighting spirit all over his body.

Finally, in the eyes of the whole world, the incomparable sword column collided with the hurricane that roared in succession.

The whole world seems to be shaking, lightning flashes, air pressure, continuous rolling, tens of thousands of meters in radius, turned into an abyss.

The sky collapsed, shocking people, and the roar of the collision seemed to be epic, forming an overwhelming trend, like a collapse of the sky.

"Roar..."

The gloomy beast's eyes are captivating. King watched his attack gradually being torn apart by the opponent, and without hesitation, he probed and used his ability again.

Two storms that ripped apart the sky, attacked on both sides, condensed to the apex, and exploded in the sky; it was dim, as if delayed, a dark wave, from far to near, swept across the endless sea directly. .

With a muffled grunt, as if he had been hit hard, Shiliu's face turned pale, and his figure turned into a cannonball, hitting the ground heavily.

And king, likewise, was hit by this blow, and blood overflowed from his mouth.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

In the huge pothole, the sea water poured back, Shiliu stood up, wiped the blood from his mouth, and laughed loudly for some reason.

With eyes like sword light, Shiliu smiled grimly, and his body turned into a sword shadow, letting the turbulent crater under his feet crash and shoot straight at the king in the sky.

At the same time, a fearful and fierce force roared up to the sky, as if the master of the wind turned into a dim light.

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