One Piece: Tyrant Bear

Hei Dao let out a piercing sword aura, passed by Xiong's side, and scattered a few hairs.

He kicked down with his backhand and pressed on his black knife, and raised his other foot, pressing wildly.

Hawkeye's body fell down, his feet went deep into the soil, he gritted his teeth, and his momentum blossomed.

Blood-red energy lingers around, terrifying, and the killing momentum condenses into substance.

Xiong stepped back and looked from a distance, Hawkeye was still the same Hawkeye, and his momentum changed dramatically.

Indifference, concentrated murderous intent.

He was staring at the bear, grinning.

"I am coming."

Leaping to the side, the black knife appeared at a strange angle. Surprised, Xiong opened his hands to defend against everything.

"Om."

"It's useless, Bartholomew."

Suddenly, appeared behind him, his black knife disappeared without knowing when.

Like a ray of light in the dark night, illuminating everything.

"You lost, Bartholomew."

"Ok?"

It's empty, it's a phantom.

Hawkeye Mihawk didn't even think about it, he rolled over, one lap was not enough, and after three laps, he stabilized his body.

A huge person appeared in the original place, with his palm facing the ground, he slapped down hard.

He stood up, and a bottomless hole appeared, the pupils of the eagle eyes narrowed, and he carefully watched the bear in his heart, not to be careless.

If you are not careful, you may lose.

Both of them think so in their hearts, so they can't be careless.

"Mihawk, it's too early to say, I won't lose." Xiong came over and said seriously: "You are the one who loses."

Momentum prevails, and the Bears won't let this opportunity slip by.

"Humph."

"Black knife."

The sword, pitch black, sinks into the darkness.

He followed the sword and disappeared in front of his eyes, and there was a vibration in his ears. The bear turned around and crossed his hands.

"I see you, Mihawk."

"Om."

He slapped him with a slap, and this time he was hit, a solid hit.

"boom."

Hawkeye, who rolled out, retreated tens of meters before stabilizing his body. A little blood appeared at the corner of his raised mouth.

Xiong slapped him hard, and his body trembled internally, unable to recover for a short time.

Wiping away the blood, Hawkeye kicked the ground and attacked.

"Om."

"Bang bang."

Fight, destroy.

The ground was in a mess, and the surrounding ocean made a huge roar, and the waves bloomed.

The unlucky fish died under the attack of two people, the sword energy was torn apart, and the pressure cannon was critically struck.

"Pressure cannon."

"Black knife."

Slashing, blocking, stabbing, and picking are all sharp blades. At the end of the battle, Hawkeye was in a state of embarrassment.

There were also many wounds on the bear, and blood flowed horizontally.

Separated, the two stare at each other, hands down, and Bear puts the gloves back on.

"Stop fighting?"

Eagle-eyed Mihawk shook his head: "I won't fight anymore." Saying that, he put his sword back into its sheath.

The two had no interest in continuing to fight, and the short battle allowed them to get the result, victory or defeat, who won and who lost, the two did not say.

Turning around, Hawkeye Mihawk slowly left the hillside and gradually disappeared into the darkness.

With his back in a state of distress, the boldness and fierceness of a swordsman are vividly displayed on him.

Xiong smiled helplessly, looked down at his body, shook his head, turned around, and disappeared above the endless sea.