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With his piercing eyes focused on Wu Chen, Yu Zhiliu was originally a murderous person. It was because of the random execution of prisoners that he was gloriously elevated from the original warden to a prisoner.
"Qiang!"
Without hesitation, he drew the sword out of its sheath. The sharp blade was exposed in the dark space. The already biting low temperature became even more indifferent. The presence of ice slag could be faintly caught in the flowing air around him.
¡°Whoosh whoosh whoosh¡¡±
As the second-generation Kitetsu blades all came out of the body, Ame no Shiru's temperament changed drastically. His body was filled with strange purple demonic energy, extremely evil, and the rich purple light was almost substantial, as if it was the origin of "evil". If you become contaminated, you will lose yourself.
The only difference is that compared to the existence awareness of the first-generation Ghost that Wuchen placed in the "King's Treasure", the density of the demonic energy is not even the same as that of the first-generation Ghost.
With this murderous look, it is not difficult to see that Wuchen has completely ignited the hidden flame in Yuzhiliu's heart.
Witnessing Yu Zhixiliu¡¯s ferocious aura, Wuchen remained unmoved. He seemed to remember the past and frowned slightly, turning a deaf ear to Yu Zhixiliu¡¯s ferocity.
"You should have read that letter. What's your reply?"
When Hawkeye and Doflamingo invaded Impel Down City, they brought a clean envelope, and the person they handed it to was Shiliu of the Rain on the sixth floor of Impel Down City.
Hearing this, Yu Zhiliu¡¯s invincible momentum suddenly stagnated, and then he suddenly realized that there was still something going on, and the purple demonic coat he was wearing also quickly converged.
"Qiang!"
The second generation Kitetsu who forcibly took out the scabbard retracted the scabbard. The scarlet murderous intent in his eyes was replaced by the color of doubt, and Ame no Shiru had an incredible expression on his face.
I have deep doubts about the contents of Wuchen¡¯s envelope. For a person living in the current society, no one will think he is normal when he talks to you about the world ten years from now. After pondering for a while, Yuzhiliu¡¯s old eyes showed hesitation, and he was helpless. The contents of the dust envelope were a fantasy to him.
¡°He doesn¡¯t look like the kind of person who tries to impress others.¡±
Quietly staring at Wuchen, Yu Zhixiliu thought deeply in her heart. Thinking of Wuchen's unfathomable strength, her doubtful eyes turned into determination. In this world where the strong are respected, the strongest strength is the only way.
After hesitating for a moment, Yu Zhixiliu still chose to believe in strength. In this world, only big fists can do whatever you want, small fists can only be beaten passively!
"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. If you can beat me, everything will be easy. If not, please do it yourself." Holding the thick cigar in his mouth, Yuzhi Xiliu said expressionlessly and indifferently.
Throwing away the cigar in his mouth, Yu Zhiliu savored the thick and lingering aroma in his mouth. His thick mouth~lips were slightly opened, and he was about to blow out a smoke ring leisurely, when a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, reflecting in his eyes. The pupils of the whole person.
"Boom boom boom"
The ground exploded suddenly, and dense cracks extended like spider webs, swallowing up the surrounding ground and throwing up smoke and dust several feet high.
A hazy figure is looming in Chen's eyes. From the outline of the childish human body, it is not difficult to tell that it is definitely not Yu Zhiliu.
"You, you bastard!"
Yu Zhiliu, whose skin was already rough and dark, was even more unbearable at this moment. His old face became darker and darker, like a black pot that had been used for many years, and it was as gloomy as coal.
"Cough cough cough"
Wuchen suddenly launched an attack, and the smoke ring that had not been spit out also entered the abdomen again and poured into the depths of the lungs. Yuzhiliu coughed violently uncontrollably, her old face almost turned green, and she was unbearable with anger.
"You attack me secretly before I even draw my sword. How shameless are you?" Do you have the magnanimity to be a swordsman? !
His sharp, knife-like eyes were staring at Wuchen, and the cold light coming from him made people shudder. His skin could feel burning pain when he looked into it.
"You are a despicable and shameless person who only knows how to use third-rate means," Yuzhiliu roared angrily, her lips trembling with anger, and her eyes were bloodshot.
Even due to excessive anger, there was a piercing scream in the voice. The weird sound waves could penetrate deep into the human soul, and the whole body shivered uncontrollably.
Lying helplessly in the pothole, Wuchen suddenly attacked with a heavy blow, which had caused fatal damage to Yu Zhiliu. He felt extremely aggrieved. He felt like a clown being played around by Wuchen. There is no backhand power.
"You don't accept it?" Wuchen asked indifferently, placing a foot on Yu Zhixiliu's head.
Although his face was expressionless, Wuchen's contemptuous tone was undisguised, and his eyes that were as motionless as a clock gave Yu Zhixiliu the feeling of?Can't be shaken.
He himself is no exception, and so is Whitebeard, who is known as the strongest.
"Of course I-"
The corner of his mouth twitched fiercely. Yuzhi Xiliu was definitely not happy. He was about to ridicule Wuchen when the latter's indifferent and emotionless voice suddenly came, leaving him speechless.
"As a swordsman, you were defeated with your bare hands Do you think you are still a qualified swordsman?"
Hearing the words, Yu Zhixiliu clenched her teeth, her face full of unwillingness, her mouth squirmed and she wanted to refute, but she found that she had no words to reply. The understatement was stuck in one's throat, unable to refute.
??Throughout the ages, it doesn¡¯t matter what the means are used to make a king or lose a bandit. The one who can ride on the head of all living creatures to show off his power is the final winner, not to mention that history has always been written by the winner.
Secondly, as Wuchen said, no matter what the reason, a swordsman was defeated with bare hands. This is an undeniable fact.
And because Wuchen had taken advantage of the situation to launch an attack before, Yu Zhiliu opened his domineering spirit in advance, and Wuchen's every move could not escape his eyes.
Even so, the final scene was still the same as before, defeated by an easy move. Even if he had made preparations for defense, it could not change the fact.
The first time may have been carelessness, but the second time he was relaxed and lazy on the surface, but secretly he was wary of Wuchen. Despite this, he was defeated and subdued in the blink of an eye. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com