"Boom!"

The sound of a huge muffled drum echoed through the hall, striking like a hammer in people's hearts, erupting into a piercing and dull sound. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Under the shocked and horrified gazes of countless people, Lan Feng's right leg carrying earth-shattering power slammed into the back of Sword Emperor Mihawk's sword-holding hand like a roaring dragon, and the powerful and terrifying energy spread out in all directions like a mountain and a sea, setting off an invisible wave of rage, the wind of strength.

"Bang...... Click......"

A stone pillar not far behind the Sword Emperor Mihawk suddenly burst open and was split in two.

Under Lan Feng's powerful and unparalleled skill, all the movements of the Sword Emperor Mihawk were blocked, and before he could draw his sword, Lan Feng's right leg carried the power of the war dragon and drew on the back of the Sword Emperor Mihawk's hand, trying to knock off the reverse scales in the Sword Emperor Mihawk's hand.

"Click...... Bang!"

Under Lan Feng's powerful and peerless kick, the ground on which the Sword Emperor Mihawk's feet stood was directly shattered because it couldn't withstand the power of this powerful peerless, and then it suddenly sank, and a deep pit with a radius of half a meter emerged from the feet of Sword Emperor Mihawk, and the palm of Sword Emperor Mihawk also trembled violently under the power of Lan Feng's powerful kick, as if it couldn't withstand this powerful peerless power.

At this moment, the smile on the face of the original Sword Emperor Mihawk disappeared, and was replaced by a solemnity, his arm tried to draw his sword from the suppression of Lan Feng's blow, but it was suppressed by the terrifying force on Lan Feng's feet.

"Look for death!"

Seeing this, a cold light flashed in the Sword Emperor Mihawk's eyes, and a low cheer came out of his mouth.

As the sword emperor Mihawk's low shout sounded, the palm he held the reverse scale quietly let go and let the reverse scale slide off in his hand, and his other hand was a move, and the reverse scale sword was held in his hand, stabbing out at Lan Feng's heart, as fast as light and shadow.

"Get out!"

The cold light in Lan Feng's eyes flickered, and a strong evil aura spread out from his body, and the sound of explosive cheers quietly sounded.

"Boom!"

In the next moment, the joints of Lan Feng's right leg shook, and the power in his body exploded again, and an even more powerful force was poured into his right leg by him, like a tiger out of the cage and a giant python roaring.

Under this powerful and unparalleled and extremely violent power, the Sword Emperor Mihawk's body finally couldn't bear it, his steps were unsteady, and his body was shocked like a ball and flew out.

And the Reverse Scale Sword, which was originally stabbed at Lan Feng's heart, was also cracked as Sword Emperor Mihawk was shaken open.

"Snort ......"

However, even so, there was a powerful and peerless sword aura on top of the Reverse Scale Sword, piercing the air, piercing Lan Feng's clothes and falling on his body, rubbing out extremely brilliant sparks.

Obviously, at this critical moment, Lan Feng used the power of the divine dragon to cover his heart with cyan dragon scales, blocking the attack of the reverse scale sword.

His body landed steadily on the ground, Lan Feng raised his head and looked at the front that was filled with countless dust, his brows furrowed slightly, he didn't know if the Sword Emperor Mihawk was injured under his powerful blow.

"Boom!"

In the dust, an invisible wind of sword qi swept out, blowing the dust away, revealing the figure of the sword emperor Mihawk who was knocked away.

The Sword Emperor Mihawk, who was originally full of the emperor's aura, burst open his shirt under Lan Feng's powerful blow, and the entire sleeve of his sword-holding right arm was blown apart, revealing his arm that was covered with countless scars but was particularly powerful, and a broken cut on his calloused palm because of years of holding the sword was clearly visible, and drops of bright red blood slowly slipped out......

Obviously, under Lan Feng's extremely strong counterattack, the Sword Emperor Mihawk was not lightly injured.

No one dared to ignore the powerful blow of Lan Feng's Jedi counterattack, not even his Sword Emperor Mihawk.

"Bang ......"

Bright red blood dripped from the palm of Sword Emperor Mihawk and fell to the ground with a snapping sound.

However, the Sword Emperor Mihawk didn't pay attention to the injury on his hand at all, he grasped the hilt of the Reverse Scale Sword with his blood-stained hand, looked at Lan Feng, and suddenly grinned, and a calm voice came out of his mouth: "Tyrant, you have angered the Emperor now." ”

"Boom!"

As Sword Emperor Mihawk's words fell, an even more powerful aura spread out from his body, shattering the clothes he wore on his body, revealing his strong body covered with countless scars and sword marks.

On the naked upper body of the Sword Emperor Mihawk, there are countless shocking scars and sword marks, dense, and innumerable, the most conspicuous is the sword mark that the Sword Emperor Mihawk's left shoulder slashed and split his entire body into two to the right waist, full of a wild and fierce sense of domineering, which made countless people feel shocked and shocked.

No one would have thought that the Sword Emperor Mihawk's gorgeous clothes would hide such a devastated body, and the dense scars and sword marks shook people's hearts, filled people's eyeballs, and shocked their eyes.

This is something that no one expected.

Who would have thought that one of the four emperors, the master of the entire Heavenly God Palace, the Sword Emperor Mihawk, would have so many injuries on his body, how many cruel battles and how many tribulations this guy has experienced?

Sword Emperor Mihawk ...... A man who has experienced countless battles and countless deaths, and has become stronger step by step and stepped on the peak.

The scar on his upper body that almost pierced his body was the one he had left when he slain the famous Sword Emperor, and he had not been injured since.

However, the man in front of him was a scar left on his body again and again, which was worthy of the Sword Emperor Mihawk's full effort.

"Tyrant, use your dragon thorn to get rid of it all. ”

Sword Emperor Mihawk raised the Reverse Scale Sword in his hand high and pointed it at Lan Feng in front of him, and the voice with a strong fanatical battle intent came out of his mouth: "This is the last chance, next...... The Emperor will do his best and will not give you any more chances. ”

Hearing the words of the Sword Emperor Mihawk, looking at his strong body covered with countless scars, Lan Feng clenched his fists together, took a deep breath, looked down at the dragon thorn in his hand, and did not speak.

If he could use the Dragon Thorn to solve the problem, he would have used it a long time ago, so why wait until now?

"Tyrant, you're looking for death?"

Looking at Lan Feng's reaction and expression, Sword Emperor Mihawk's eyes flashed with a strong killing intent, and the majestic and violent killing intent spread from his body like a flood, and a voice with a thick rage came out of his mouth.

In the eyes of Sword Emperor Mihawk, Lan Feng's silence was undoubtedly contempt for his Sword Emperor Mihawk.

"Boom!"

As the words of the Sword Emperor Mihawk fell, the reverse scales in his hand suddenly burst out with incomparably bright light, under the eyes of the people who were extremely shocked and shocked, the violent sword qi spread out in all directions with the Sword Emperor Mihawk as the center, and then surrounded the Sword Emperor Mihawk's side, making the Sword Emperor Mihawk's body stand strangely suspended in the air, and behind the Sword Emperor Mihawk, a giant sword phantom condensed by countless sword qi appeared strangely, making the Sword Emperor Mihawk full of an unprecedented emperor's aura.

At this moment, Mihawk was like a peerless sword emperor descending, and everyone would surrender to his feet.

"Goo!"

Looking at the Sword Emperor standing in the air, surrounded by a tornado of sword qi, the countless viewers in the Starry Sky Hall couldn't help but swallow their saliva with difficulty at this moment, gasping for air, and their eyes were shocked and shocked.

At this moment, even through the starry sky 5D big screen, people also felt the terrifying momentum of the Sword Emperor Mihawk who made all things surrender, so that they almost worshipped.

"This is the real Sword Emperor!"

"The Sword Emperor will win!"

"Sword Emperor!"

At this moment, the voices with countless adoration and fanaticism echoed neatly in the hall of the starry sky.

The strength of the dark world is respected, and the strong are worshipped, and as the Sword Emperor Mihawk shows his terrifying strength and momentum, he is immediately sought after and worshiped by countless people!

And the people who originally worshiped the tyrant hesitated a little at this moment, and they also chose the Sword Emperor Mihawk, and excitedly shouted the name of the Sword Emperor Mihawk, and for a while, the name of the Sword Emperor exploded like thunder, resounding throughout the starry sky hall.

And in the starry sky hall, those loyal fans of the tyrant looked at the Sword Emperor Mihawk who was condescending like a peerless sword god descending into the world, and then looked at the tyrant Lan Feng who was holding the dragon thorn and calmly looking at the Sword Emperor Mihawk, his fists clenched together involuntarily, and his heart was full of thick complexity and depression.

They don't want the tyrant to lose.

They didn't want to see the man they admired fall under the sword of the Sword Emperor Mihawk in front of countless people.

They don't want to see their faith shattered in front of countless people.

Even if it's ...... They knew that the man might really not be as strong as the Sword Emperor Mihawk.

But...... In their hearts, that man will always be the strongest and irreplaceable.

"Tyrant!"

In the audience, Jindora Ni Eryu clasped her hands tightly together, and watched in a daze as the man faced the strongest swordsman in the dark world, and the murmur came from her mouth.

"Tyrant!"

The same voice came from the lips of the tyrant's loyal fans.

They don't want to see that man lose.

They didn't want the man to lose.

The fanatical shout of "The Sword Emperor will win" echoed in his ears, looking at the man with a golden mask and holding a dragon thorn standing upright, I don't know who mustered up the courage to shout out the words in the hearts of countless tyrant fans: "The tyrant will win!"

"The tyrant wins!"

"The tyrant wins!"

"The tyrant wins!"

As that shout rang out, it seemed to inspire the power of all tyrant fans, causing their fists to clench, their faces red, and their eyes to appear with a thick frenzy, and an incomparably hot voice came from their mouths.

As this shout sounded, Lan Feng, who was standing in the main hall, only felt that the blood in his body was inexplicably hot like molten iron at this moment, and an irrepressible violent battle intent burned in his heart, completely igniting his whole person.

"Click......"

At this moment, a crisp cracking sound quietly sounded, and the golden mask on Lan Feng's face was previously affected by the energy qi, and the right half of the mask was shattering at a slow speed.

"Looks like it's time to take off some of the masks!"

Feeling the crack of the mask, Lan Feng's brows furrowed slightly, and under the gaze of countless people, Lan Feng stretched out his slender and white palm and wiped the broken right mask he was carrying, raised his head and looked at the Sword Emperor Mihawk, and a calm voice came out of his mouth.

At this moment, Lan Feng had already made some kind of decision in his heart!

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