Pirates: Beat the Four Emperors at the beginning

Bajin's voice echoed across the ruined island.

After hearing Ba Jin's words, Weibull saw that pair of blood-colored eyes, which became deeper and deeper, and the pierced wounds on his body also healed in the blink of an eye, as if nothing had happened.

"Black Crow, go to hell! Go to hell!"

Weibull, whose body swelled again, brandished a big knife and threw it at Rollin.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

All the attacks were dodged by Luo Lin when he was about to hit him, but left deep pits of different sizes on the ground.

"Super-speed self-healing, as well as a substantial increase in armed domineering and vigor after the runaway, is this your trump card? Weibull!"

Rollin's voice drifted to Weibull's ears. Although Weibull had gone berserk, he could still hear the meaning of Rollin's words, and his movements were much faster again.

"Hoo hoo!"

The whistling sounds in his ears became more and more frequent, Luo Lin lowered his eyes, and held onto the hilt of Gan Wuzhuo's sword, "I really don't understand, why do you dare to provoke my people with only this strength and cards? "

Before the words fell, Luo Lin's eyes could only flash an extremely dangerous light, as if it was an inanimate hell that could swallow everything up, freezing space and time in an instant.

The huge aura actually caused Weibull's body to subconsciously appear a momentary flaw.

It's now!

Luo Lin's right hand exploded violently, Gan Wuzhuo slid out of the scabbard, and slashed down from top to bottom. The surrounding air quickly rolled up, like a strand of transparent silk, blowing towards the sword , the moonlight in the sky gurgled like a stream of water and gathered into rays of light, followed Luo Lin's golden-red sword aura, and entered Gan Wuzhuo's interior, the entire body of the sword glowed with the ivory white of the moonlight, and the air fluctuated like a breathing rate "Om-oom--" the sound of sword chant.

"The name of this sword is - Severing Shui Mood Song!"

This time, Luo Lin fully displayed his legendary swordsman realm, and saw the water droplets all over the sky condensed, as if they could gather into an ocean, and the waves were rough.

"cut!"

With a low murmur, Luo Lin slashed like a tsunami, wantonly destroying the small island. The first thing to bear the brunt was that Weibull's huge body was swallowed by countless sword qi.

These tiny sword qi directly entered Weibull's body, constantly destroying Weibull's body.

No matter how quickly Weibull's body recovers, it will be difficult to resist the destruction speed of the sword energy.

This kind of sword energy that destroys from the inside out is exactly what Luo Lin comprehended when he often slashed at the ocean.

Gan Wuzhuo slowly got into the sheath, Luo Lin stood upright, only to hear two thuds beside his ears, Weibull and Ba Jin in the distance fell to the ground at the same time.

"Ding, Weibull was shocked by the strength of the host. Evaluation: SSS, Reward: Teigu—Haunted by evil spirits! It was detected that the host's commonly used sword is one of the twelve swords of the supreme sword—Gan Wuzhuo! Therefore, the fusion was carried out. "

"May I ask if the host has merged?"

"If it is fused, will there be any harm to Wither?"

If there is harm to withering, or if it is directly peeled off and destroyed, then it is better not to, after all, people have feelings, withering has been with me for so long, and there is no accident, as long as I wait for a while and let withering After the souls of Bull and Ba Jin are devoured, the withering may turn into a real form.