Pirates: Draw a Miracle from the Opening Order

The strange thing is that after Jorah became like this, he kept staring at Tyrion, and then the colored smoke around him continued to surround, expand and spread.

But the speed is quite slow.

Tyrion jumps to his demonic twin blades that have been turned into works of art.

"Will the change come?" Tyrion looked at the demon blade that felt completely different in his hand, and even felt a little fragile.

He didn't dare to try what would happen if he squeezed it hard.

If it's okay, that's fine. What if the devil's blade turned into a work of art is crushed and cannot come back?

"Sorry, old brother!" Tyrion placed the demon blade in a safe place, and then started walking around Jorah again.

For several minutes, the two men stared at each other and faced each other.

"Can't this guy move freely?" Tyrion was very patient, listening to Jorah's howling dog, "I still can't be careless!"

Although Jorah turned into a huge mural and did not look like he could move on his own, Tyrion did not rush forward recklessly because of this.

"What if she can move, but she's just giving me the illusion that she can't move freely?" Tyrion squinted his eyes and looked at Jorah with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Coward, this place is surrounded by me. You have nowhere to escape!" Although Jorah kept shouting, she was not bluffing. She had already confronted Tyrion with big eyes and small eyes. At that time, she surrounded the ruins with colorful smoke.

"What!" Tyrion then noticed that a colorful circle had emerged in the distance, and the circle was still compressing inward. "Misstep!"

Tyrion has been waiting for Jorah to take the initiative, and he also wants to test whether Jorah can move freely.

If not, could Tyrion just distance himself and fly a kite to kill Jorah?

Tyrion, who had been immersed in his own thoughts, neglected to observe the changes around him.

"I've had my meal!" Tyrion sighed slightly. He saw the speed at which the smoke gathered. "But this speed is too slow. It's not impossible for me to break through."

But would Tyrion do that?

Obviously not!

Tyrion has been wandering around the ruins. He has been trying to find some weapons that can replace the demon blade. Moreover, Tyrion has long discovered that the place where Jorah transformed into a mural was directly above the collapse of Salanach just now. the other half of the ground.

This part was only hinged to the west part, so it was not affected by the previous vibration and fell to the ground.

"Let me try out what's so powerful about this mural!" Tyrion turned over and pulled out a water pipe, then held it tightly in his hand, and then the armed domineering energy vibrated and instantly wrapped around the water pipe.

What was originally an ordinary water pipe suddenly turned into a sharp-edged killer weapon.

This is Armed Color Domineering!

Even a branch can be transformed into an extremely strong and stable super weapon by entangling Haki.

"One-sword style! Golden Yanzhan!"

Tyrion held the jet-black water pipe with his left and right hands, made a gesture of holding a sword in his upper hand, and then used all his strength to slash with the domineering Ichitou-style slash towards Jorah, who had turned into a stroke of art!

"call--"

The sword energy attacks and moves forward indomitably!

The colorful smoke tore apart like gauze paper, and the surrounding broken tools and rubble that had been turned into works of art were also blown away by the majestic momentum of this sword energy.

“Oh ho ho ho ho ho—”

Jorah laughed and actually met this powerful sword energy head-on.

"It's useless!" The twelve patterns on the mural simultaneously emitted dazzling light, and then the golden swallow lamp stagnated as if it had hit a high mountain.

"What?" Tyrion showed a surprised expression, because this move is already his strongest blow now, "If the devil's blade is in his hand, it can be twice as powerful!"

But without If, the Demon Blade has become a pitiful work of art in his place.

If you can't think of a way to punish this Jorah, then I'm afraid the Demon Blade will be removed from the title of 21 Great Knives!

"Wait? This momentum is..." Tyrion clearly watched the sword energy disappear into the mural, but the swordsman was of course very sensitive to the sword energy he slashed.

"No way?" A very outrageous idea flashed through Tyrion's head.

"Push-boom!"

Sure enough, under Tyrion's gaze, the huge mural actually returned the "One Sword Style Golden Swallow Cup" to Tyrion intact?

"Can it actually rebound damage?" Tyrion took a breath and saw that the sword energy he had slashed with his own hands was aimed at him, "It's dangerous!"

The Golden Swallow is not only powerful, but also has a very fast attack speed. The sword energy flies vertically and horizontally like a golden swallow that has always been free and unrestrained, dexterous, agile and fast.

"One-sword style! Break the delusion!"

Tyrion gathered his strength again, but it was too late.

"boom!"

A complete sword energy and an unformed sword energy clashed together, the sound was extremely powerful, and the surrounding earth was secretly whimpering.

"Buzz-"

Tyrion was under great pressure, and the dark armor on the water pipes began to show signs of decay.

"Crack!"

The black water pipe broke, and Tyrion fell to his side to relieve the pressure.

"Boom - chi -"

Tyrion's body scraped against the ground and slid backwards for more than ten meters, with blood dripping from his back.

"She got her way!" Tyrion stood up quickly, his body aching a little, "But this makes me sure that this guy won't move!"

"Hahaha——" Jorah was still laughing wildly, as if he had already won by defeating Tyrion, "It's useless. Although you have mastered domineering, the fruits of my art can reflect all attacks back!"

"Hmph!" Tyrion snorted coldly. He would not believe the word "everything" - that was just because his realm was not enough, and his domineering power was not enough to break Jorah's mural form.

"And you can't move, you can only stay in place!" Tyrion said lightly.

"Ha! So what, don't forget the colorful smoke on the outside. Now it's a situation of catching a turtle in a urn! You have already lost!" Jorah laughed at Tyrion, "A little devil is nothing more than that!"

"Ha ha--"

Tyrion did not continue to waste words with Jorah, he had already thought of a way.

He raised his hand again and cut off a section of the water pipe.

Tyrion's figure disappeared directly in front of Jorah.

"What's going on?" Jorah frowned, "Where did that guy go?"

"Boom—"

The huge rock above Jorah's head suddenly rumbled, and Jorah had an ominous premonition.

"It's just a cocoon!" Tyrion stood on the rock, looking at Jorah who couldn't move freely under his feet and laughed, "I wish you good luck!"

Then Tyrion thrust the armed and domineering water pipe into the last connected pillar, and the huge rock was crumbling!

Finally, it fell down in public with a roar.

"No--" Jorah let out a shrill scream.