Yanagawa could feel that Doflamingo had to maintain the silk sea with a lot of physical strength, and he was not in a hurry at all.

Patiently waiting for Doflamingo to be unable to hold on, he planned to return to the ground after the white line disappeared.

Hearing the teenager's taunt, Doflamingo was not angry at all, but became even more excited.

The hands that were fiddling on the ground suddenly waved into the air, and countless silk threads were controlled by him, speeding towards the proud guy in the air.

"A thousand arrows pierce the heart, feather strike, line!"

Haiyuan Baibo is just to create a large number of white lines, not to block the teenager's attack.

This little devil didn't think about these best, Doflamingo likes the opponent to be negligent!

Noticing the endless strands of domineering silk wrapped around the pointed head rushing over, Yanagawa's pupils shrank sharply.

Grass!

Careless!

The speed of the white line is so fast, so fast that it is almost impossible to react.

The distance of tens of meters was fleeting, and Liu Chuan flashed and moved in countless sights, constantly dodging.

The hand also cuts off a large number of white threads from time to time in order to barely ensure that he is not harmed.

The endless attacks are like a storm and a continuous stream.

The figure of the boy swayed in the white sea, and it seemed that it would be penetrated by the tough silk thread at any moment.

But no matter how hard Doflamingo tried, Yanagawa was always able to barely dodge and could not cause substantial damage to him.

Seeing this, Doflamingo continued his efforts, gritting his teeth and forcibly launching a masterstroke that had not yet been fully mastered.

"16 Divine Murder Bullets!"

The black lines that emitted purple light were like flexible poisonous snakes, speeding towards Yanagawa faster than a thousand arrows piercing through the heart.

As soon as Yanagawa broke away from the sea of silk threads, he felt the strong killing intent.

Fast!

It's so fast!

It's so fast that there is no time to dodge.

Liu Chuan's face was extremely solemn, and his eyes were staring at the purple silk thread shuttling over.

Seeing that they were about to converge and were about to pass through their bodies, Yanagawa activated the Advanced Armed Color.

"Ryu Ying is domineering!"

Unlike the basic weapon color, the color of Ryuzakura's domineering expression is pink.

Cherry blossom-like colors wrapped around the blade of the sky, and together with the blazing flames, they emitted a brilliant light.

Yanagawa was unaware of the change in his hand, and his gaze stayed on the purple-black silk thread that attacked.

Find the moment to come together and swing your sword decisively!

The dazzling pink light flashed and collided with the purple-black spikes.

For a while, a large number of sparks burst out, just like summer fireworks, dazzling.

On the streets of Dressrosa, those citizens who have not yet returned home noticed the fireworks in the sky and quickly reminded the people around them.

"Look, the King's Heights seems to be setting off fireworks, this pink fireworks is the first time I've seen it, I don't know where the king bought it. "

"Hmph, the country is about to be stolen by pirates, and the king still has the mind to set off fireworks? "

"It doesn't have to be fireworks, it looks like someone is there, is it possible that someone is fighting?"

"How is it possible, a fight can make such a big move, don't talk nonsense. "

People on the street stopped and watched, saying everything, but one thing was the same, they were all enjoying the beauty of the sky.

In the gladiatorial arena, Klockdar felt something in his heart and looked upwards.

Then he saw a scene that made him unbelievable.

Unlike the people on the street, he can see more.

Whether it was the domineering collision of the armed color or the lightning from the overlord color, it could not escape his eyes.

"It's a horrible scene, just seeing it makes people chill. "

It is such a terrifying forbidden area but it is so magnificent, people can't help but yearn for it.

Klockdar thought of a word, glamorous trap.

If this happened in a crowded place, if they walked into this area unconsciously, they would probably be torn to pieces by the furious energy on the spot.

At that time, it will not only be lightning and sparks, but also blood to help, I am afraid it will be more gorgeous.

Klockdar, frightened by the words that came up in his head, cleanly erased these meaningless scenes.

"It's terrible, if it happens in a crowded place, it's a disaster." "

The others in the gladiatorial arena also stopped their hands and watched the movement above.

"Is that a collision of arms?" asked Monet hesitantly.

The others looked at each other and looked at each other, and no one spoke.

It was also the first time they had seen this level of battle, and they only felt a pang of fear, and the rest simply did not have time to consider.

As for Monet's question, they can't be sure, at least they can see that this is a collision of armed colors, but it is not clear where the pink light comes from, and it is too charming.

Klockdar retracted his gaze after a moment of appreciation, looking at these stunned weaklings.

Because of the gap in levels, it's really sad that these poor guys don't even know what happened, only know fear but don't understand.

Thinking so, Klockdar wanted to laugh a little, but for some reason he couldn't laugh.

From the perspective of the two people in the battle in King's Heights, he was not like this.

Even if you see what about it, it's not that you can't get involved.

Klockdar felt a hint of bitterness in his heart, the same people, the gap is too big.

Just remembering the figure of the teenager's efforts, Klockdar wanted to be jealous and jealous.

He has worked so hard, isn't it natural that he has achieved this now?

If you don't get anything back for your efforts, that's the biggest injustice.

Klockdar made up his mind to stay in the New World when he found Hades.

He also had to work harder, even if he couldn't reach the height of the Red Flame Sword Hao, he had to close the distance between the two.

To be born is to be colorful and achieve a brilliant life.

Eyes shifted to the two men in battle.

Yanagawa and Klockdar had been wrestling for nearly half a minute, and no one had backed down.

The blade in the young man's hand continued to cut off the endless stream of purple-black silk threads.

The thread seemed endless, rising from the ground endlessly, with almost no end in sight.

Those brilliant sparks are actually bursting out of the torn line, which condenses the domineering spirit of the two, and it will be so dazzling after the explosion.

The process continued for almost five seconds before it stopped.

The killing of the gods was too physically exhausting, and Doflamingo could no longer support it.

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