Chapter 351 Yarlin vs Hawkeye (seeking votes)

Wrists trembling, big sword rolling curtains, like a horrible vortex swirling in the night, the gun flashed white light and wiped out in a flash, the black fragments fell, and Yallin’s toes lightly lifted across the air, and the air under his feet burst into pieces like a mirror. Like a shattered broken mirror, the edge of the sharp spinning “crackling” hit the upward fangs of the black knife.

Mihawk stared at the cheek that was close to him without blinking, his head twitched slightly, and his tall and short knife was as light as an embroidery needle, piercing through flowers and butterflies, flashing back in front of him and posing in the form of a cross. , Actually contrasted strangely with the cross pattern on the center of Yaerlin’s brow, deep black and faint.

The icy killing intent froze the air, Mihawk stepped on the black coffin, turning his feet and driving the whole body with the big sword to fall flat, a black light pierced out like lightning, and the windbreaker behind it also seemed to follow his steps. In the swaying dance, the round cloth seemed to be a sharp knife wheel taking Allin’s head straight.

“Snake bone stew!”



Yarlin’s pupils shrank slightly, his white cloak was swayed by the cold wind, his brows seemed to be sunken inward, but a touch of danger and weird appeared on his face, and his chest suddenly collapsed and fluttered like a wind. The piece of paper swept back, but the skin of the neck suddenly turned black, and a black mist appeared on the head and face of the whole person.

The texture of the flesh and blood turned into thin “lines” clearly, stretched and extended, and the neck seemed to spring out from the neck cavity, and the black snake went straight to Mihawk like a black snake, and the corner of his mouth grinned. There was a screaming “hizz” in the dark mouth, and the black line that spewed out was like a swarm of snakes coming out of a cave, biting wildly.

Covering the eagle eye’s retina, the whole picture is full of horror and weird abstraction.

The black and white cloaks are tangent, and the black knife wheel cuts off the navy cloak, as if the ember marks left by the burning cut off the word “justice”, and then cut it with the black knife to the thin paper of Yarlin. On the chest, a piece of paper was not cut. On the contrary, the violent friction made a toothy sound, like holding a fingernail against a blackboard, and a spark spurted from the back and the back of the chest at the same time.

“Has the Navy Six Type been applied to this point? It’s as thin as paper and as hard as steel!” Mihawk raised his eyebrows slightly, and the black knife that swept across Arlin’s chest cut through a half arc, and cut it horizontally. Back, from behind, like swooping eagle wings, chasing the neighing viper in front.

The blade turned and even the sound was annihilated, just as the snakes were about to stick to Mihawk’s cheeks, black light veneered, countless “black snakes” broke off in response to the light, and the black flocculation was instantly killed. The black and gray like running water ran across Mihawk’s cheeks and fell on both sides of the collar.

Without a pause, Mihawk’s broad knife turned 90 degrees vertically and made a “buzzing” tremor, and the clouds in the sky quietly split into two, revealing a straight line.

Yarlin’s stretched head shrank back. He shook his neck and made a creaking noise. He was a little under his feet, and pulled up a few steps in the air to stretch the distance from Mihawk, and at the same time, his right foot kicked into the air like an iron whip. , In an instant, nine parallel vacuum gaps were opened like the air collapsed.

The black knife cleaved the air and the vacuum that shattered everything collided, and then there was no sound annihilated, as if all the sounds were cut and shattered by the road, the black and white air slowly disappeared, and the surrounding air suddenly suddenly There was a circle of spreading waves and ripples, and the broken clouds in the sky shattered into countless fragments, and only the rain within a radius fell down.



Mihawk stared coldly at Yallin, who was stepping on the ground in mid-air, while the blade stabs behind his back, while the lens that had been solidified in the rain was pierced and exploded, and the unconsolidated black figure inside dissipated.

There was a muffled sound from a figure on the merchant ship behind, and the hot blood flowed down the bone wound on the arm, the knife cut straight through the arm from the wrist, and the flesh was split like a mirror to both sides.

“Speed ​​up healing!”

A man dressed in navy came out from the cabin again. His dark silver hair fell to the heel like a lion’s mane. He stretched out his hand and tapped it lightly, and the flesh of the man’s wound grew and harvested at a speed visible to the naked eye. The roll quickly healed into a fresh red scar.

A ray of Mihawk’s gaze flicked over Yarlin to notice the humble merchant ship, and his sharp eyes retreated in the shadow of the ship’s hatch.

It looks like a fight in an instant, but in fact it is very dangerous and dangerous. If you are a little careless, you may have added a broken body to the sea, but the two seem to be unaware of it. The staring eyes are still cold and the air is full. Senran and silent, clandestine and sharp killing intent collided.

Yallin narrowed his eyes, and suddenly he stepped back for a while. The eagle-eyed brows frowned. As expected, he heard Yallin’s weird laughter suddenly: “Oh, the black cross sword and the coffin ship, this Could it be Jorakl Mihawk, one of the Seven Martial Seas under the King? It’s really rude that I only recognized it.”

Mihawk has a taciturn personality. He silently stared at Yarlin’s hypocritical smile, which seemed to change his face. He did not answer, but he knew what Yarlin meant in his heart. A flick of his wrist would contaminate him. The blood on the tip of the knife shook off, and then inserted it back into the scabbard of the cross.

“But I can’t be blamed entirely on me. Who would have expected that King Qi Wuhai would appear at the entrance of the East China Sea at the corner of the corner? I thought it was someone pretending to be, hahaha.” Yarlin said, he broke off behind him. With his cloak in his hand, he glanced at it with a smile, and said, “Even the chief justice of justice has been cut off. What a sharp black knife!”

Mihawk didn’t say a word, staring coldly at Yallin’s self-talking shameless performance. The cut cloak slipped from Yallin’s palm and hit the sea with a “click”.

“It seems that another dangerous figure has emerged in the navy.” Mihok thought in his mind. He was not interested in continuing to watch Yarlin’s performance, nor did he like this kind of hidden dialogue between the aircraft and the navy. There was a cold and vicious aura like a poisonous snake, and he watched Yallin deeply for two seconds before the black coffin ship retreated and left.

The smile on Yarlin’s face diminished. He kept watching the black coffin ship disappearing from the edge of his line of sight. He stood on the deck of the merchant ship again in a flash, and said quietly, “The King’s Seven Martial Seas is really annoying. , I think Sakarski thinks so too, hahaha~”

Amidst the laughter, the figures on the deck returned to the bottom compartment, and the merchant ship, which had recovered its silence, wandered inconspicuously in the sea, towards its intended destination…

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