An arm stained with blood and soil poked out in the pit.

"Ahem."

The red hair was a little embarrassed at this time. As soon as he climbed out of the huge pit, he coughed out a mouthful of blood.

"I'm careless."

After looking around, the red-haired face froze. He was actually killed by Weir with a sword and flew to the periphery of the battlefield.

Although he was not seriously injured, the combat power of red hair did not diminish and he quickly got up.

"Zheng."

A sword energy came from a distance, and the red hair flexibly avoided the slash of the sword energy, but after the sword energy, there was Vier who rushed over quickly.

The battle continued, and the two fought to the death again.

Because the position of the battlefield changed, after the two fought, all the soldiers around were slashed and shocked.

"Boom, boom."

It was like two moving natural disasters. Wherever Vir and Red Hair hit, the earth began to be broken and everything around was destroyed.

This high-intensity battle caused the two of them to lose their physical strength quickly.

Of course, the battle cannot avoid injury. After nearly two hours of fighting with Red Hair, Ver was injured by Red Hair many times.

Compared to Weir, the red hair was more severe. Two hideous wounds appeared on the remaining one arm, and the lower abdomen was also pierced by Weir.

"Hu, Hu."

The large amount of physical energy consumption made both of them start to get up.

"Red hair, if you only have the strength you are now, you can't avenge Jesus."

The face under the mask of Vier showed a happy smile.

When he fought with Red Hair, he was injured more seriously, and as his strength improved, Red Hair was no longer his opponent.

"What kind of freak is you guy?"

The red hair spitted out a mouthful of bloody saliva and looked at Weir with some reluctance.

Weir's strength was so fast that the red hair was unbelievable. It was only a few months since he saw him, and Weir's strength was actually much stronger than him.

If it weren't for the war, Weir would have consumed a lot of energy to kill the dragon, and Red Hair would have been defeated at this time.

Weir moved his scarred body and looked at the red hair.

"You don't have much energy anymore, I'm about the same, so let's just stop it."

The battle between swordsmen is different from those with fruit abilities. If two swordsmen fight for life and death, the battle will last very short.

It’s not that Weir and Red Hair have poor physique, but because the fight between the swordsmen is too dangerous, and if they are not careful, they will be cut off by the other party.

"That's what it means."

Red Hair attached all the armed domineering aura to the Western sword, which was Red Hair's last blow.

Weir began to get excited. He had no regrets whether he was alive or dead today, because he had a very happy battle with red hair. He had not had such a happy battle for a long time.

"Red-haired!"

Weir cried out and rushed towards the red hair with a wild laugh.

He gathered all the lightning and armed domineering spirit on the "Yiyu". The large amount of physical energy consumed made him unable to use the "Sword Tomb".

"Ville!"

The red hair also yelled, and his pace became faster and faster.

Thirty meters, ten meters, five meters, two slashes come into contact.

"Dong!"

The entire "Dresrosa" was shocked by these two slashes. Everyone on the battlefield felt a powerful impact and then lost consciousness.

The shock wave first swept across the building of "Dresrosa". A large area of ​​buildings collapsed, and then a wave of expanding outwardly emerged in the nearby waters.

"Boom, boom."

The two of them slashed together and made a sound like muffled thunder.

Weir used all his strength to slash at the red hair, which made his facial muscles tense and a large number of cracks appeared on the blood-red mask on his face.

A powerful impact blows his white.

"drink!!"

The red hair shouted, his face turned red and purple.

Now, no one can survive if the two people retreat or die.

"Scattered, red hair."

"Click." A crisp sound came out, and after hearing the crisp sound, the red hair showed a sad expression on his face.

The red-haired Western sword was actually cut by the "Yi Blood".

"Click, click." The crack began to spread rapidly, and soon spread from the blade to the blade.

"Sorry, Captain Roger."

"Cang." The red-haired Western sword was cut off by Weir.

This Western sword is not the supreme twelve craftsmanship of a great fast sword, but just a twelve craftsmanship of a great fast sword.

With the strength of red hair, of course you can get better weapons, but this Western sword was given to red hair by Roger before his execution, and has special significance for red hair.

If a weapon is used for a long time, it will have feelings, just like the "spiritual blood" in Vir's hand.

Red hair is protecting the Western sword with his strength and the outrageously strong armed domineering spirit.

Now when fighting a powerful enemy like Weir, this big fast sword can no longer withstand the slash of "Yi Blood".

For a swordsman, what does it mean if the sword is broken? That is death.

Without the barrier of the Western sword, the "Yi Blood" slashed at the red hair without any obstacles, directly penetrated the red hair's shoulders, and began to cut into the red hair's heart.

"Farewell forever, it is my luck to be able to fight an enemy like you."

Weir is now at the end of his strength, but compared to Red Hair, he is in much better shape.

What's more, the red hair is about to die soon. The "Yi Blood" has cut through the muscles and bones of the red hair, slashing towards the red hair's heart.

Red hair is not afraid of death, but red hair will never close her eyes and wait for death. So after covering her palms with a domineering armed color, she grabbed the sword edge of the "Yi Blood".

Blood gushed out from the palm of the red hair, and the "Yi Blood" slowly cut off the fingers wrapped in armed and domineering colors of the red hair.

Ville's arms were strengthened, and red hair groaned, staring at Ville.

In the red-haired eyes, Vir did not see fear or reluctance, but only regret, regret that he could not avenge Jesus.

Just as he was about to cut off his red-haired finger and cut through the other party's heart, a sound of wind suddenly came from beside him.

Something was flying towards him, and it was very fast.

Weir subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but his body was powerless. He consumed too much physical strength when he fought with the red hair.

"Bang."

Weir was knocked away by unknown weapons and flew out obliquely.

Even though he was weak all over and was suddenly attacked, Weir still held the "Yi Blood". This was his instinct. Unless he died, he would not let go of the sword in his hand.

The red hair was a little surprised at first, and then spit out a mouthful of blood.

He didn't even see who the person was. Honghai rushed to the ground and fled to the shore. Honghai did not sense the breath of his companion, but instead sensed the enemy.

The tall figure walked in the distance. The person who came looked at the red hair who was running away, did not choose to chase him, but walked towards Vill.

A dull feeling came from the chest, and Weir was seriously injured.

If he hadn't fought to the point of losing strength, he wouldn't have been hit at all.

"Little kid, it seems you don't have much strength."

The visitor sneered and did not approach Ville directly holding the "Yi Blood". It seemed that the other party had suffered a loss on Ville and understood how sharp Ville's slash was.

"If I had known you would come, a pirate like you would be a group of hyenas. Wherever there is 'eat', it would attract you."

Weir stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!