One Piece: Impel Down Prison Break Begins

It's not a good thing to see Im in this place, Lunn's face was cold, and there was a hint of boredom in his hair.

He stared at Im coldly, "Im, you're finally here. "

Imu still had a smile in his eyes: "What, is it possible that this place is engraved with your Lunn's name?

Of course, the place was not engraved with Lunn's name, but he felt impatient at the sight of Im.

In fact, if it weren't for the particularity of the Draco people, most people would have felt impatient when they saw them.

Lunn didn't bother to look at him again, and directly turned his gaze back to Sengoku: "Are you still fighting?" He was provoked by Sengoku to be interested in fighting.

Sengoku wiped off the blood that fell to his mouth, and just as he wanted to put on a fighting pose, Imu next to him directly interrupted him.

"I said, Lunn, what's the point of you fighting someone who is already hurting? "

Lunn turned his head to look at Im with disdain: "With you, I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand my tricks." "

Lunn's words were simply provocative, Imu's face changed suddenly, he glanced at Lunn gloomily, and made a fighting posture: "Before the result is made, I advise you not to make a conclusion." "

As soon as the words fell, Im rushed up directly, and his clenched fists were danced vigorously by him.

It brushed against Lunn's cheek and even picked up a few handfuls of hair from his ear.

Lunn frowned slightly, split his fist with a backhand, and then jumped to the side, dodging his next attack.

The right leg that stretched out fell into the air, and Imu was not surprised, he pulled the corners of his mouth: "I didn't expect to see you for a while, but you have become much more powerful than before." "

He thought that after Lunn disappeared for so long, his strength would decline like everyone else, but now it seems that he took it for granted.

"I'm always improving. Lunn sneered, spread his hands flat, and a blood-red full moon struck at Imu's body.

The huge full moon put pressure on Im before it even got close.

He flashed to the side against the strong vibration on the ground, and the whole person jumped in the air and flew towards Lunn's side.

"Progress is progress, but when you meet me, you can only admit defeat!" As soon as the words fell, his palm burned into a thick black, flame-like thing.

The heavy black began as a small lump, then began to expand rapidly, just as he was about to reach Lunn.

That little black mass had grown enough to compete with Lunn's full moon.

He turned around and pushed out the black in his hand, and the violent black quickly flew to the side of the full moon, blending the full moon into it.

"Bang!"

The two collided, making a loud noise, and then both disappeared into the ground.

Sure enough, I haven't seen him for a long time, and I've made great progress, but I want to defeat him with this little strength......

Lunn tugged at the corners of his mouth as Im looked like, but his expression was more disdainful than Im's: "You want to beat me with this little strength?"

He didn't give Im any chance to get close, but instead played a tug-of-war with Imu.

Every time Imu was about to get closer, he quickly stepped back, and at the same time pinched out some extremely powerful balls and hit Imu.

After dodging Lunn's attacks several times in a row, Im also began to get angry, and he glanced at Lunn coldly.

He simply stopped his steps neatly, clasped his hands together and whispered something that Lunn couldn't understand.

When he reopened his eyes, there was a huge black vortex behind him.

"Hula ......"

There was a wind roaring at the mouth of the whirlpool, as if it was about to suck everything in.

He stood in front of the black, and the cloak on his body was lifted by the strong wind, and the sound made was even more terrifying.

There were already some small sea ice underneath that were frightened, and Imu was a normal person to Lenn who had seen him many times.

But for these little sea ice, it is a legendary existence, and seeing him have such a strong strength, the little sea soldiers can't help but feel afraid.

Listening to the discussion of the sea ice below, Lunn felt even more bored, and all this that Imu did seemed to him to be nothing more than grandstanding.

Without saying a word, he raised his hand, and suddenly there were many more things in his hand that resembled a small knife.

But if you look closely, you will find that those are not really small knives, they are just the lights and shadows that he has conjured up with his own power.

His wrist flipped and the knives flew towards Im at once, albeit with light and shadow.

But the lethality is no less than that of a real knife, and when it flies past Imu's side, it even directly cuts off a corner of Imu's cloak.

If it weren't for Imu's speed being fast enough, he would have already had a few more holes in his body by now.

He quickly dodged the knives and swung directly at the black vortex behind him, allowing the vortex to move and absorb all the knives.

The moment the knife entered the black vortex, it was completely absorbed by the vortex, and no shadow was ever seen again.

Lunn didn't care, he took a step back, and more knives flew towards Imu in his hand.

After one batch, a second batch was quickly generated, flying towards Im again.

Batch after batch, Lunn deliberately chose different directions to fight, so that the knives like light and shadow formed a net of heaven and earth.

In order to dodge the knives, Imu had to keep jumping, changing directions from time to time to avoid being stabbed by them.

After running around a few times, Imu suddenly lost his temper, and he controlled his whirlpool without saying a word, and pulled the whirlpool directly in front of him.

He gathered more strength to expand the whirlpool, and stood behind him to control the whirlpool to move left and right, sucking in all the knives that Lunn had hit.

Soon, all the knives that Lunn had sent were sucked up by the whirlpool.

Seeing that this move couldn't hurt Iam, Lunn also simply stopped, and he stared at the whirlpool of Imu's life.

Suddenly, he put his arm up and down on his chest, and silently recited a sentence in his mouth, and soon, a blood-red ball condensed in his palm.

As his strength deepened, the orb grew larger, soon enveloping Lunn's upper body.

He thrust the ball forward, slamming it into the vortex in front of Imu's body.

This time, the ball was not directly sucked by the whirlpool like the previous knife, but at the moment it touched the whirlpool.

It burned with a thud, and the red mist wrapped around the black light, burning the black vortex in one fell swoop. _

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