Roar of the Pirate Fire Dragon

The Golden Lion is a master of swordsmanship. This is known to the whole world. If this man didn't think that he was a swordsman, he might still be able to win the position of the world's greatest swordsman. Many things agree with this. point of view, but the Golden Lion himself disdains the position of the greatest swordsman. For the Golden Lion, there is only one thing that is truly worthy of his struggle, and that is to rule the world.

The greatest swordsman is of no use to him at all. Swordsmanship is just a tool to him after all. As long as it can achieve the goal and defeat the enemy, it doesn't matter whether it is swordsmanship or spearmanship. All the Golden Lion cares about is The result and process are not important at all.

However, swordsmanship is the most effective means of attack for the Golden Lion, so naturally, the Golden Lion will rely on such means, that is, he will continue to practice his swordsmanship. His swordsmanship level is undoubtedly strong.

Vlad is learning this firsthand

"puff"

Along with the poignant light of the sword, a stream of blood spurted out.

"Hey, hey, weren't you very arrogant just now, kid?"

The Golden Lion held the sword in his right hand and swung it hard. The dark domineering energy wrapped around the blade of the sword, directly cutting through Vlad's double defense of domineering energy and dragon scales, adding a large scar on Vlad's chest.

The golden lion holding the sword with his hands and the golden lion holding the sword with his feet are completely two people. They are terrifyingly powerful. There is no doubt about this. Even though he has been using his feet to use the sword for 20 years, there is no stronger one. The question remains about using both hands. This is the same for swordsmen. After all, hands are always more flexible than feet, not to mention that the golden lion has no feet and only two thighs, so it is even less flexible.

Of course, a swordsman must use his hands to use his sword. Vlad has always been curious. Even if he lost his legs, why would the Golden Lion put his sword on his legs? He was a user of the Piao Piao Fruit. Does it make any fundamental difference to him whether he has legs or not? Not at all. Maybe it's just because he simply lost his legs, so he wants to find a replacement.

Perhaps it was because of such a blow that his ambition was wiped out and he did something as stupid as spending 20 years studying some bullshit beast.

But now Vlad has no time to think about these things. Now Vlad has been completely suppressed by the golden lion.

Terrifying and extremely amazing swordsmanship, the golden lion holding the sword in his hand seemed to be a completely different person. The depression that had been beaten away by Vlad one after another had been completely eliminated, and all that was left was an increasingly sharp aura. and increasingly powerful armed color domineering

Just like Vlad hopes to make himself stronger by fighting with the Golden Lion, constantly fighting with Vlad, the Golden Lion's body that has been fighting for a long time has gradually adapted to the fierce battle, and its domineering The intensity began to gradually keep up with the rhythm, and wounds gradually began to appear on Vlad's body.

"puff"

Another wound blooms

The two swords in Golden Lion's hands are like extensions of his arms, like finger-arm wielders. When fighting in close quarters, Vlad is completely suppressed and unable to lift his head. Every slash is powerful and fast. It was almost to the point where it was difficult for Vlad to react. If he was not careful, there would be a gash on his body.

To make matters worse, with the powerful mobility provided by the Piaopiao Fruit, Vlad didn't even have a chance to distance himself, and could only use his own body to fight the golden lion holding a knife.

"boom"

Flames flew everywhere. Vlad struck hard at the golden lion with a heavy punch. The temperature of the platinum fire wrapped around his hand was so high that it distorted the air.

"when"

The golden lion was not confused at all, and the famous Kumu sword in his right hand did not hesitate at this critical moment and blocked Vlad's fist directly.

The huge sound was accompanied by extremely hot temperatures

"cut"

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p; The golden lion was not feeling well. His right hand holding the knife couldn't help shaking. The tiger's mouth was bloody and bloody. The blood evaporated directly under the high temperature, but the punch was finally blocked.

Vlad's fist was not easy to block. The power that Vlad displayed was unmatched by him. Coupled with the terrifying flames, although Vlad was being suppressed now, the Golden Lion was actually not feeling well.

"Is that all you do, kid?"

Although I am not very relaxed, I still have to talk about it.

The golden lion laughed loudly, "Jie hahahahahaha, weren't you very arrogant just now? Why don't you say anything now?"

The golden lion's free left hand drew a sad arc from top to bottom, bringing out a beautiful light and slashing at Vlad's shoulder.

"when"

"kindness"

The golden lion was surprised for a moment. Vlad directly raised his right arm to block the front of his sword, and there was a sudden explosion in the air.

"call"

Vlad breathed out slowly. After all, the Haki of the Wisdom Color captured the attack of the Golden Lion. It turned out that the arms with the Armed Color were still able to block the Golden Lion's sword. Although it was cut by an inch, it didn't matter.

"Dragon Fist Meteor Kick"

Vlad's right foot is flashing with blazing white light. The Meteor Spear is the ultimate condensed platinum fire, and it even has a somewhat substantial feeling. But what will happen if the flame is condensed on the leg?

The Golden Lion realizes this now.

The golden lion's field of vision was completely occupied by white light, and after that, the hottest flames erupted.

"boom"

Terrifying explosions roared in the sky

The terrifying flames instantly swept across the surrounding airspace, and the oxygen in this area was instantly consumed, forming an artificial hypoxic environment.

"call"

A ball of fire shot out from the raging flames, and instantly distanced itself from the explosion area. The flames wrapped around the body gradually dissipated, revealing the man inside who was breathing heavily and shaking constantly. His body was charred and faint. Here comes the golden lion that exudes a wonderful fragrance.

"What a terrifying trick"

The golden lion panted heavily and said, "But, kid"

Golden Lion looked at the famous dead wood sword in his right hand. The blade was red and even slightly melted. There was a clear footprint printed on it. Fortunately, he blocked the blow just now. Even if he blocked it, he would have been seriously injured. If it was really was directly kicked, serious injury is inevitable.

The golden lion looked at Vlad, who was gradually revealing his figure, and said mockingly, "You must feel bad too."

The golden lion was right. Explosions were different from flames and could not distinguish between friend and foe. Vlad's right leg was a little twisted and very numb.

"It's a pity, boy,"

The golden lion smiled and said, "You have paid such a high price but still haven't solved me. Aren't you very unhappy?"

"accurate"

Vlad smiled, and the flames gradually emerged from his body and began to wrap around his body, "Make no mistake, senior"

"I have never thought of killing you with just that one move."

"me"

Vlad smiled, "Just to put a little distance between me and you, and then I can use this next move. Let's take a good look."

"senior"

"The posture of the god of fire"

"Yanhui Wushen Zhurong"