One Piece: The Great Demon King

Mihawk’s cross knife was blocked by Kenhachi Tsuragi with the power of his flesh, which surprised everyone.

“How is that possible? This guy’s flesh. ”

Shanks next to him stared at him, and a terrifying wave broke out in his heart.

With Mihawk’s ability, even Kaido may not be able to guarantee that he will be able to withstand Mihawk’s knife unharmed.

Mihawk’s side was obviously unwilling to believe that the other side could resist his attack in this way.

“Cross knife, carved flowers.”

Mihawk’s wrist turned, and the short cross knife in his hand was like the carving knife that could carve exquisite works of art in the craftsman’s hand, chasing Mihawk’s shaking wrist and quickly sliding on the chest of the more wooden sword eight.

The Death Bully suit on the body of the more wooden sword was not as strong as the defense of his flesh, and as the knife in Mihawk’s hand wandered, the fragments of the clothes fell like petals.

Despite this, the flesh of the more wooden sword eight was not harmed in the slightest, and even the blade roamed the skin of the more wooden sword eight’s chest, and there was a piercing sound like a fingernail scratching the glass.

“Snort!”

A strange sound came from Kenpachi’s mouth, as if it were a mocking laugh.

Immediately afterward, Gengmu Sword Eight held the sword in one hand, and the blade was facing upwards, as if there was a golden light gathering.

Unlike the previous chopping wave attack of the more wooden sword eight, this time the spirit pressure of the wild sun was completely mobilized to the blade.

The intense spiritual pressure gathered, as if squeezing the air and burning it, and a fiery breath instantly swept around.

“Not good.”

Mihawk’s heart tightened and he quickly retreated.

And more wooden sword eight also took the opportunity to provoke the wild sun violently upwards.

As the blade passed, the searing breath became more intense, and even the sleeves of the more wooden sword eight himself were instantly shattered under this hot breath.

Seeing that it was too late to exit the other party’s attack range, Mihawk stared at it and blocked the Black Knife Night.

In just an instant, the searing breath burned the black knife red, and the intense heat passed down the handle of the knife into Mihawk’s hand.

A puff of white smoke rose up, but Mihawk didn’t seem to feel it, just staring at the golden blade that had been picked.

“Boo!”

This time it was no longer the crisp sound of metal fighting, but it seemed a little muffled, and there were even sparks splashing from it.

This collision can be said to represent the impact of all the spiritual pressure above the wild sun, even if Mihawk has covered his clothes with armed color domineering, in an instant, the sleeves of Mihawk’s arms are also directly shattered.

And Mihawk himself was shocked back tens of meters.

And when Mihawk quickly stopped his figure in the air and looked at the black knife in his hand again, his heart was twitching.

Although the collision just now did not break the black knife, the collision with high temperature left an opening in his blade.

“This is just this guy’s unconscious attack, if you can stay awake,,,,”

Mihawk looked at Luo Ya, who had turned into a more wooden sword eight, and whispered in his heart, but he did not finish speaking.

Because Shanks was also forced to retreat by the other side.

“This guy is really hard to deal with.”

Looking at the Western Sword Griffin in his hand, a small opening also appeared, and Shanks frowned and said in a deep voice.

Although he usually looked very grinning, he was still more serious about this kind of thing, especially when he personally felt the power of Luo Ya at this time, if he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he couldn’t believe that someone could really be so difficult in a state of uncontrollable.

The out-of-control enemy he had not encountered before.

Although the power of the out-of-control person is more powerful, because there is no power use skill, it is as if the instinct to use its own ability, can not change a specific skill at a specific time, but is easier to deal with.

Even, with a little trickery, you can control the opponent, just like Mihawk can lure the other party to counterattack, and cause the opponent’s attack to fall short and then take the opportunity to attack.

However, at this time, Luo Ya was obviously different from most of the out-of-control people, strong perception, strong defense, strong attack, and powerful swordplay, all of which hit Luo Ya’s body, and anyone would feel a headache.

“Continue.”

Mihawk didn’t say much about it, just dropped a sentence lightly.

His beloved saber was damaged, but Mihawk was heartbroken, and he dismissed the idea of continuing to fight with the other party.

Now their aim was not to defeat the other party or kill Roya, but to speed up the physical exertion of the other party as much as possible, so that he could withdraw from this state of rage as soon as possible.

Mihawk, who had figured it all out, once again faced Luo Ya in the state of the Eight Wooden Swords, constantly luring Luo Ya to attack, and then dodging at a tricky angle, making Luo Ya open and close as much as possible, and from time to time he would also strike a blow, although it would not cause damage to Luo Ya, but it could stimulate the other party’s nerves.

Seeing this, Shanks also understood Mihawk’s thoughts.

Although he was a little reluctant, Shanks also knew that if he were tough, the two of them really couldn’t do anything with this kid.

The two instantly turned into two slippery loach, that is, they did not confront Gengmu Kenpachi, or they made up their minds to consume Luo Ya’s physical strength.

After all, at this time, the physical strength consumed by each attack of the Roya in the state of the Great Storm came from the Roya itself.

Time passed minute by minute, and the more wooden sword eight in the rampage became more and more urgent, and even constantly released their own spiritual pressure to attack.

This is even more caught up in Mihawk’s routine with Shanks.

Seeing that the more wooden sword eight was going to do as the two of them had envisioned, until the time of exhaustion.

However, the more wooden sword eight suddenly stopped, and then in the eyes of everyone’s disbelief, the spiritual pressure on his body began to rise rapidly again.

The slashing knife in his hand also began to emit a dazzling light, but it quickly broke from the middle.

At the same time, Kenpachi’s body began to change, and his already crazy paranoid eyes became blurred.

An indescribable aura of terror quickly burst out from the body of the more wooden sword eight.