Vista is very confident, if Luo Xing still insists on taking this move, he will definitely be severely injured and lose his combat power.
Under his gaze.
That man really didn't hide or dodge, and he took it hard with his body.
"madness!"
There was a sneer at the corner of Vista's mouth, Sakura's sword will destroy all internal organs of the opponent, pay the price for your ego, Thunder disaster Luo Xing!
However, when all the cherry blossoms dissipated, the sneer at the corner of Vista's mouth froze.
Because the man hadn't fallen down yet, not only that, but he also smiled and said in a relaxed tone:
"Sorry, I forgot to tell you, not only my skin is strong, but also my internal organs are not inferior to the skin. In this regard, no one in this sea can compare with me!"
"Do you understand, Foil Vista? You must remember it firmly in hell."
"Ghost Qi, One Sword Style, Purgatory, Funeral!"
A huge black and red sword light shot towards him in Vista's astonished eyes!
Chapter 161 Berserker Luo Xing
Bista never thought that someone's internal organs are as hard as the skin, which is unheard of.
Could it be that the man in front of him is a reformed person?
The words about transforming people seem to make sense, but there are many places that cannot be explained.
Bista's face was a little ugly, he underestimated Luo Xing, if it was an internal and external defense, then even his swordsmanship would hardly be effective.
"hateful!"
While Bista's mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about the countermeasures, he raised his two knives to resist the oncoming waves of black and red swords.
The moment the pair of knives touched the black and red sword wave, Vista's expression changed suddenly.
Jianbo's power was a bit stronger than he expected, he pushed Jianbo up into the sky with all his strength, and suddenly realized something.
Lei Calamity Luoxing's swordsmanship does not use exquisite sword moves that are meticulous to the slightest bit, but only cares about toughness and strength.
Whatever you do, I will break it with my strength.
Bista couldn't help feeling more and more serious. He had to admit that his evaluation of Luo Xing's swordsmanship just now was completely wrong. The opponent's path was not an ordinary swordsman's path at all.
Perhaps swordsmanship is just one aspect of ability that this man must possess to become the strongest creature.
What an ambitious man!
"I'm coming, Vista!"
Suddenly, a thunderclap exploded, and along with Luo Xing's voice, it reached Vista's ears at the same time.
Vista hastily urged the domineering color of knowledge to sense the atmosphere around him.
In the Dingshang War, he had already witnessed Luo Xing's thunderous extreme speed that made people unresponsive.
However, as a top swordsman, Bista's knowledge and knowledge have been cultivated to the point of perfection, and he can sense Luo Xing's trajectory.
Relying on the swordsman's instinct honed for decades, his muscles have formed a fixed memory, and his reaction speed is also outstanding.
"Ghost Qi One Sword Style Thunder Speed Slash!"
Luo Xing flashed behind Vista like a ghost, and his sword was as fast as lightning.
The back of Vista's head seemed to have eyes, and he leaned slightly, and swung the knife in his hand.
However, the knife hit the empty space.
Lei Suizhan pays attention to one blow to kill, if the one blow fails, the person will not be in place long ago.
"Can you even react to Thunder's speed? It's interesting. Let me see the strength of a real great swordsman. However, you seem to have forgotten one thing."
"What?"
Bista was taken aback.
Luo Xing said in a flat voice: "That means there is another Yizang behind you. I'm sorry, I have already chopped off his head while you were in a daze. It seems that he doesn't have the reaction speed like you."
"What?!"
Bista's mind was shocked, and he turned around suddenly, and he saw Yizang's head rolling to the ground, with an expression of disbelief on his face.
"Ah, you bastard!"
Vista's eyes were red and he was furious.
Baituan was originally a beautiful home, but the father who was the head of the family has left, Saqi has left, Ace has left, too many companions have left, and now even Yizang, who has finally returned to the new world, is gone. gone.
Can the Baituan family survive?
Vista was indignant not only at Yizang's death, but also at the pain of the dialogue team being reduced to what it is today.
"Bastard, I want to kill you and avenge Yizang!"
Vista turned grief into strength, and rushed towards Luo Xing desperately.
"Very good, it's interesting to have such an aura, and finally we can have a good fight."
Luo Xing exploded with energy all over his body, and shattered his shirt, revealing his bronze-colored upper body muscles that were made of refined iron.
He scattered Thunder.
Not even the sword was attached to the thunder, and even the ghost energy was not aroused.
He just raised his right arm high, aiming the second generation of Onitsu's knife at the sky.
When Vista rushed to him, Luo Xing slashed down with a knife.
Not so much bells and whistles, just chop down, chop down hard.
Regardless of defense, regardless of anything else.
Although Vista was sad and angry, he was not dazzled by anger, which is also the quality that a swordsman must possess.
Exchange injuries with Thunder Disaster?
Do not make jokes!
When he didn't see the top, Luo Xing came back again and again, no matter how fatal his injuries were, he would return again, which made Admiral Zhan Guo nearly collapsed psychologically.
What's more, Vista doesn't have the perverted defense power of Luo Xing.
Bista had no choice but to stop his forward momentum, slammed his feet on the ground, and retreated violently.
But how could Luo Xing let him leave so easily?
You know, although Vista's knowledgeable color can sense Luo Xing's trajectory, but the speed of action is not as good as Luo Xing.
Therefore no matter where he dodged, Luo Xing's knife was always on top of his head, slashing straight down.
Bista had no choice but to raise his knife to block if he didn't want to change his injury.
Click!
The huge force from the knife cracked the ground under Vista's feet.
Bista gritted his teeth, with bulging veins on his cheeks, and wanted to push Luo Xing's knife back, but he didn't expect Luo Xing's knife to retract by itself, and then slashed down again.
Without any skills, there is only power and strength.
"Bastard, what the **** are you doing?"
Bista couldn't help asking angrily.
"Competition in swordsmanship, this is my newly developed swordsmanship style. Why, can't it?" Luo Xing said as a matter of course.
Vista's face twitched.
How can anyone use a knife like this? It's too monotonous and straightforward!
And doing so is full of loopholes, Bista can find an opportunity to counterattack and stab Luo Xing at any time.
But why didn't he do it?
Because as long as he fights back, he will definitely show his own flaws, and he will be easily hit by Luo Xing.
And Luo Xing doesn't care about physical injuries, and even wants to be injured, but Bista is different, once injured, his strength will be affected.
Isn't this falling into the circle of exchanging injuries for injuries?
It can be said that Luo Xing is the only person in this world who dares to use this style of swordsmanship.
Don't care about anything, just chop the knife down.
The enemy must either block, exchange injuries for injuries, or be faster than Luo Xing, otherwise there is no other way to choose.
This is Luo Xing's original Berserker genre.
There is only one trick in the genre, which is to chop the knife down.
Of course, if you don't have Luo Xing's physique and defense, then don't learn it, otherwise you might lose your head before you can chop off your knife.
Bista was extremely aggrieved by Luo Xing's unreasonable Berserker style, and when he caught a glimpse of Yizang's head rolling to the ground again, he finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Injury for injury, injury for injury, who is afraid of whom!
I will go all out and kill you first!
Bista's heart became ruthless, and his body drove the two knives to spin, stabbing Luo Xing's abdomen.
Sure enough, Luo Xing didn't care at all, and the knife continued to chop.
[The host is seriously injured, defense +100]
final result.
A blood hole was drilled out of Luo Xing's abdomen, and a deep knife mark was cut on Bista's back by Luo Xing.
"Do you feel the pain? It's a wonderful taste. Let's do it again."
Luo Xing smiled slightly, and the knife continued to slash, like a machine that is tireless and not afraid of death.
next.
Unwilling to be reconciled, Bista changed his injuries several times in a row, and used his strongest sword move to attack Luo Xing, but Luo Xing's defense was too perverted, his strongest sword move could only cause serious injuries, but could not completely injure him. Kill Luo Xing.
What's more, he discovered to his dismay that every time Luo Xing was seriously injured, the smile on his face became brighter, and his body seemed to become harder and harder.
Bista felt extremely absurd, if it was so outrageous, how could this battle be fought?
The battle is really hard to fight.
Apart from Bista's side, the battles of others are not optimistic.
If you don't mention it, you have already been killed by Luo Xing.
On Marco's side, suppressed by Yamato, he was able to persist for a long time relying on the characteristics of the phoenix.
Diamond Joz, with one arm broken, was damaged in strength. Although his defense was higher than Jack's, his fierceness was countered by Jack.
Not to mention other people, there were only a few hundred people who were not stunned by the overlord's color, and their strength was far inferior to that of the Hundred Beasts.
From the beginning of the war to the present, in just a quarter of an hour, the defeat of the Bai Tuan and the remnants of the party has undoubtedly been revealed.
Chapter 162 The completely disintegrated white group, Blackbeard's ambition!
"To hide!"
Marco, who was fighting Yamato, noticed Izo's death.
His eyes were tearing apart, and his heart was cramping.
Immediately, he realized that the battle situation was not good. Bista and Qiaozi were at a disadvantage, and the rest of the people were all in a trough. How could they have the same vigor as when their father was still there?
Marco clenched his teeth, very unwilling. Is it true that the Whitebeard Pirates will die with the death of their father?
He must take back the territory here, on the one hand, to inherit his father's will, and on the other hand, he actually doesn't want to see the white group fall apart.
Without the territory of the past, it is impossible for a small Sphinx Island to accommodate more than 10,000 white regiment remnants.
Sooner or later, these people will disperse, far apart.