Pirate: If you are immortal, I will first fill up the overlord color

His eagle-like eyes suddenly became sharp, and his whole body trembled slightly at this moment.

There is no doubt that this is excitement, or joy.

Xia Le!

In the era when the One Piece Roger still existed, he was already well-known in the world, and it was astonishing.

Of course Mihawk has heard of it. In his opinion, the man in front of him is like a legend.

Yes! It is legendary!

If Lieutenant General Garp is a naval hero. The man in front of him is a naval legend.

His resume is so amazing that even anyone who sees it for the first time will find it unbelievable.

In just one or two years, from a junior soldier in the navy, he has grown into a combat force comparable to that of an admiral, leaving his peers far behind.

The other three top fighters in the navy today even became subordinates of each other at that time.

If you know more about his record, you will feel that the opponent is like a huge mountain in the navy, almost no one can surpass it.

"Catch Roger, the Pirate King."

"Single-handedly repel the golden lion Shiji who invaded Marlin Fando, and personally send the opponent into the city of advancement."

"A few years ago, there were even rumors that one person broke into the Whitebeard enemy camp alone, tied with the strongest man in the world, and withdrew safely."

"This man's combat power is undoubtedly the ceiling of the world."

Said solemnly in his heart, the light in Mihawk's eyes became brighter.

"I've never heard that you still use a knife."

He said in a deep voice.

With his right hand quietly exerting force, he held Hei Daoya even tighter.

Just like other great swordsmen, he also wants to know the distance between himself and the number one in the world.

"I don't like to allow myself any flaws."

"Therefore, swordsmanship is somewhat good."

Xia Le smiled.

"That would be great!"

Eagle-eyed Mihawk smiled, but his eyes were sharper.

It is naturally more valuable to him to be able to discuss and communicate in swordsmanship.

After the simple words, the two looked at each other, and the scene calmed down for a moment.

"Hoo hoo!"

The breeze blows, making the surrounding flowers and plants bend over.

Suddenly.

As if a flash of lightning flashed in the void, Hawkeye Mihawk leaned forward and disappeared suddenly.

Almost at the same time, he had already arrived behind Xia Le, and swung the long knife in his right hand violently.

"Shua!"

The air was cut, and the black blade seemed to cut the space in half, and went towards the opponent's neck precisely.

A shot is a killer move!

This undoubtedly represents Mihawk's respect and fear for the man in front of him.

But in the next second, Mihawk's expression changed slightly. His long knife slashed across the opponent's neck, but what was crushed was an afterimage.

"What?"

Mihawk's pupils contracted.

At the same time, a strong wind came from behind him.

Instinctively, he moved his legs immediately and jumped forward.

"Buzz!"

The air trembled, and the long knife slashed obliquely from where he was just now, and the sharp slash touched the ground, shaking the whole island in an instant.

Then, in Tashiki's shocked eyes, the island was split in two.

"Such an unremarkable slash actually possesses such enormous power!"

Her scalp is numb.

Even if I try my best to use the big move, I am afraid that it will not be able to reach such a terrifying level.

"Quick response!"

"I heard that you often practice swordsmanship with the red-haired Shanks? How is his strength compared to yours?"

Xia Le asked with a light smile.

"So strong and domineering, it's not much different from Shanks."

Mihawk didn't answer, but his heart was very solemn.

Especially just now, he also felt the domineering look on the opponent's body, which was also impossible to ignore, so powerful that it could affect the surrounding matter.

It is worthy of being the world-renowned navy in the last era.

"Some people say that practicing swordsmanship starts in a dark room."

"Insert a stick of incense, light it, and then use the knife in your hand to split the head of the incense with only your wrist."

"The incense head is divided into two, and the fire is not extinguished, only then can we say that we know how to use a sword."

Xia Le smiled softly.

"A very subtle way of training."

Mihawk was taken aback, then praised.

"If you want to become the world's number one swordsman, the cultivation you have experienced is probably tens of thousands of times better than splitting incense."

Xia Le waved the long knife in his hand.

There was a buzzing sound in front of the void, and the energy shook the void.

"No one can succeed casually!"

"Talent is just the beginning, blood and sweat are the key to deciding to reach the top of the mountain!"

Mihawk said.

When they were exchanging swordsmanship, they even started to talk about successful efforts and practice.

It seems to deviate, but it shows that both sides attach importance to this battle.

Because, only when the other party is regarded as an opponent of the same level, can he discuss seriously.

"good!"

"No one who can stand on top of the world succeeds easily!"

"They have all experienced countless troughs, shed blood countless times, and paid too much sweat."

Xia Le said with emotion.

The long knife in his hand suddenly shook, and he slashed out suddenly.

"Buzz!"

The air vibrated, split in two, and rushed towards Mihawk.

"And if you want to go further, you need stronger pressure."

"This kind of pressure can only be obtained from opponents or enemies!"

"In terms of swordsmanship alone, you are undoubtedly a good opponent!"

Mihawk listened carefully, and swung the knife in the same way.

The powerful slash rushed away, and together with the impact from the front, it instantly triggered a violent vibration, making the surrounding ground tremble.

Wisps of electric light flickered out, then rushed to the sky and dissipated.

"I hope that my opponent can bring you a good experience!"

Mihawk smiled.

Its figure jumped out suddenly, crossed the gap that was cut open, and came to Xia Le in the blink of an eye.

The other hand raised, grasped the handle of the knife, held the knife in both hands, and swung it down suddenly.

"Buzz!"

The void with a radius of one thousand meters was shaken at this moment, and the air was drawn away.

Xia Le's robe moved without wind, the corners of his mouth were split, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

The long-lost blood is also flowing in the body.

Ace was swung out by him in his hand, and the bright blade instantly turned black with mysterious lines.

"boom!"

The two knives collided in an instant, and the brilliant electric light burst out immediately, and circles of ripples, waves, spread towards the distance, and invaded.

"He is the sharpest man in the world, Hawkeye Mihawk!"

Xia Le laughed.

The duel within close proximity caused the eyes of the two to collide, and he could clearly feel the heat and sharpness in each other's eyes.

It was as if just a collision would sting the skin on the body.

Times have changed, and the once immature boy has become the king of swordsmanship who has been the number one in the world for many years.

Even he cannot be ignored.

Mihawk's eyes are bright, and he holds a knife in both hands.

The blades collided fiercely, and the violent power roared continuously from the opponent's arm, as if they were facing a tsunami.

This simple collision of the long knife made him seem to see the sea.

"As expected of a legendary navy!"

Muttering, a smile flashed in his eyes.

Then, with a slight movement of footsteps and a turn of the long knife in his hand, the whole person soared into the air and spun rapidly, using the tip of the black knife as the tip of the spear, turning into a spinning spear.

In an instant, lightning flashed and the whirlwind roared.

Xia Le's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stepped back, surprised by the opponent's explosive power at this moment.

In an instant, Mihawk's long knife stabbed out quickly, and within a hundredth of a second, it turned into hundreds of phantoms, blowing a storm and blowing towards him.

Xia Le swung his knife.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang!"

The fierce collision began, and ripples spread towards the surroundings.

Ten seconds later, Mihawk's eyes were serious, and he retreated.

The other party's knowledge and domineering, too amazing, has undoubtedly reached the level of predicting the future, and is the highest level among them.

Similarly, the power with which he wields the knife is even more tyrannical.

The realm in the way of swordsmanship is also extremely high.

Just standing there, in Mihawk's view, is like an impenetrable iron wall without any flaws.

"That's the challenge!"

"If the strongest in the world does not have such strength, that would be a tragedy!"

Suddenly, he laughed.

With a flash, he charged at the opponent again.

Xia Le also grinned, holding a knife in one hand, and stepped forward: "I like your fighting spirit, Mihawk!"

"Let me see how powerful the world's number one swordsman is!"

In the blink of an eye, the two swords collided again.

The soaring rays of light bloomed, leaving a long trace above the sky, looking up, it seemed as if it had been cut in half.

Immediately afterwards, amidst Xia Le's loud laughter, he waved down the knife with one hand.

"Stab!"

Black and red electric light burst out, and a unique aura swept over the originally bright knife body, showing a black and red color.

"Overlord look!?"

Eagle-eyed Mihawk's pupils contracted, realizing the unusualness of this knife.

Almost instantly, the other party crossed the distance between the two sides, came to his eyes, and slashed out with a long knife that was shining with light.

"God avoids!!"

Xia Le shouted loudly.

Mihawk held the knife in both hands, roared, and a strong electric light also shot out from the blade, waving it towards the opponent.

"boom!"

The two knives collided again, and a strong wind swept across Changlian Island.

The heavy wire covered the entire island group, and the entire sky was filled with lightning and thunder, which was extremely depressing.

"It really is this move!"

Mihawk murmured.

He raised his head and looked at the man in front of him solemnly.

What he couldn't understand in his heart was why the other party would use such a move.

The figure draws a few meters towards the back, the legs are slightly bent, and the power is exerted, and then rushes towards the opponent again.

"Amazing!"

"Young people nowadays are like monsters!"

Seeing that the other party was still alive and well, Xia Le couldn't help sighing.

In the world, there are not many people who can block the gods.

"Our ages are not much different."

Mihawk said in a low voice, waved his hands, and slashed down.

Xia Le laughed and raised his head, and the fight back was another escape.

"boom!"

Dazzling light, impact radiation.

Mihawk's pupils contracted, and he pressed down with all his strength.

It can be clearly seen that in the middle of the collision of the two knives, there is a violently fluctuating halo, a sphere.

After a few breaths of stalemate, the light ball exploded, and a more violent impact erupted.

Mihawk let out a muffled grunt, and was sent flying, his legs gliding on the ground and retreating.

"So strong!"

"Almost no flaws can be found!"