This figure was none other than Mihawk, whose right arm became jet black and hard as iron, blocking the fatal blow of the Darkwing Demon Lion.

Mihawk looked at the Darkwing Demon Lion in front of him, and in general, it was a word black, except for the lion's eyes, which were dark gold, there was no other color on his body, and he was definitely a qualified night killer.

If it weren't for his eagle eyes, which had the ability to see at night and the domineering appearance of seeing and hearing, it would not be easy to spot.

When the Darkwing Demon Lion saw this human blocking him, his saliva flowed down his hideous mouth, it was so fragrant that it felt that as long as it ate the human in front of it, its bloodline would produce a huge evolution.

Mihawk felt the longing gaze of the Darkwing Demon Lion, and his sword eyebrows furrowed, but he didn't think much about it, but he felt a little strange.

Then the ring flashed in his finger, and a knife appeared, with a slender blade, a single edge, and some gaps, and this knife had been with him for a long time.

"Armed Color Hardening"

The blade turned pitch black and there was no light in sight, and he waved his right hand.

"One Knife Flow, Circumferential Break"

"Huh"

The air was rudely torn apart.

The Darkwing Demon Lion, its fur standing on end, the knife made it feel the danger, and its wings swung forward, quickly retreating.

The wind howled and mixed with some stone and sand pavement, and Mihawk squinted his eyes and hooked the corners of his mouth.

"It's kind of interesting."

"Shaving"

"One Knife Flow, Swallow Return"

It was as if the night had been pierced, and the lightning flashed.

The dark beast sensed the crisis, and the faint black light filled the beast's body.

"Ding..."

The Darkwing Demon Beast was unscathed, but the black weakened a little, the Dark Wing Demon Lion was no longer retaining its strength, the fierce light of the beast's eyes was like a lion's essence, the soul power was surging, roaring in the sky, the black energy around it poured into the body, the beast's body skyrocketed, and it became a behemoth in an instant, and the lion's eyes emitted a faint black light staring at Mihawk.

Mihawk looked at the Darkwing Demon Tiger in front of him who had turned from a car to a bus, and his heart became more and more excited.

The Darkwing Demon Lion pounced with a lion's roar, Mihawk's muscles tensed, his eagle's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he raised his knife.

A man and a beast are staggered.

"Knock"

"Click"

"Huh"

The sword light was shining, accompanied by roars and beast roars, the ground seemed to be ploughed open, and the sword qi cut off the surrounding numbers, and the stones that collapsed were like bullets hitting the ground with thousands of holes.

Xiao Hu and Erya hurriedly helped Xiong Da and evacuated the battlefield, for fear that one would not pay attention and be torn apart by the aftermath of the battle between these two bigwigs.

"Whew...... Ha ......"

Mihawk gasped for breath, the cloak on his body was tattered, the wounds were all over his body, turning into a blood gourd, and what was even more terrifying was that the ability of the wound to come out of the darkness was still eroding his body.

The Darkwing Demonic Beast was no better, one of its wings was cut off, and its body was covered with scars, it had never encountered a human with such powerful fingers, and a poke at it was a bloody hole.

Xiao Hu and the three of them hid behind the big tree, looking at the man and beast in the middle of the battlefield from a distance, as if they were petrified.

The combat power shown by one person and one beast at this moment is comparable to that of a Soul Emperor powerhouse, but this is not the point, the point is that the black-robed young man in the field has not released his martial soul until now, but he has fought with the Darkwing Demon Tiger with the strength of his flesh and swordsmanship, which makes them feel unreal.

On-field ......

Mihawk exhaled a breath of turbidity, feeling the remaining strength in his body, and threw down the broken iron sword, it was time to end, and the eagle's eyes were shocked, and the explosion broke out in a shocking rage.

"Buzz"

The overlord color swept the audience, and the three people who were hiding behind the tree to watch the battle were seriously injured, and they were swept away by the overlord color, rolled their eyes, and fainted.

Mihawk's black soul power surged, and the black knife appeared in his right hand, and the purple soul ring rose from under his feet, and finally put it on top of the black knife.

Under this momentum, the eyes of the Darkwing Demon Lion Beast were filled with fear.

Mihawk closed his eagle eyes and opened them suddenly, the strength and spirit of his whole body converged on the blade of the knife, and a touch of black appeared in his right hand holding the knife, which began to spread, covering the position below the right wrist and then the first soul ring lit up, increasing strength and speed.

"Armed color covering."

"Shaving"

Mihawk whispered, and instantly appeared next to the Darkwing Demon Lion.

The Darkwing Demon Lion also burned desperately at this moment, concentrating all of his soul power on his claws.

"One Knife Stream, Mystery and Dawn"

"Roaring ......"

between the electric light and flint

"Huh"

"Puff"

A beast head rose to the sky, blood pressure was extremely high, and the hot beast blood was poured on Mihawk's face, and then the blood in Mihawk's mouth continued to gush out, and the beast claws on his abdomen cut three huge wounds, and the internal organs were clearly visible.

Mihawk's face was calm, he withdrew his martial soul, pressed his abdomen with his right hand, sat down slowly, took out the soul refining gourd, poured it violently, the wine went down his throat, the soul power in his body was quickly replenished, and even the wound began to heal slowly.

After a while, Mihawk, who had recovered more or less as he was, stood up, and the sound in his head made him a little impatient.

"I'm going to ...... I...... Absorb ......"

Mihawk walked into the side of the Darkwing Demon Lion and sat down cross-legged, he didn't know how old this black carbon-like Darkwing Demon Lion was, because there was no record at all, but he thought that even he couldn't beat him, such a dish, the age was not high.

Walking up to the Darkwing Demonic Beast, Mihawk's eyes shrank and found that the Darkwing Demonic Beast's corpse exuded a black glow, which was ...... Soul bones?

It was a left arm bone that glowed with a faint light.

Mihawk didn't rush to absorb it first, put it into the soul guide, sat down cross-legged, and the soul power surged, pulling the black soul ring to levitate above his head, and the dark black air flow revolved around Mihawk.

Pain, unprecedented pain, Mihawk's whole body trembled violently, his body seemed to be torn apart, the wound that had already healed collapsed again, and blood instantly covered his body.

"Uh... Ah......h

Consciousness slowly fell into darkness, and at this time, a black bead appeared in the deepest part of his soul, and the pain gradually weakened, and the black light of the bead was absorbing the soul ring of the Darkwing Demon Lion with Mihawk, and the wound on Mihawk's body healed quickly, and the first soul ring that was originally suspended above Mihawk's head gradually turned from purple to black.

Two hours later......

Mihawk opened his eyes and flashed two black lights, if someone was by his side at this moment, he would find Mihawk, the whites of his eyes had all turned black, with golden eyes like an eagle, like a demon, but they quickly faded back to their normal appearance.

As Mihawk got up, pieces of blood scabs spilled out, leaking out of the white skin, all the wounds on his body were healed, and the strength of his body increased was far from being comparable to the first soul ring.

Mihawk took stock of what the Darkwing Lion had brought him.

A 12,000-year-old soul ring?

No, Mihawk felt that this darkwing demon lion should be far older than that.

However, it doesn't matter, it's still the same sentence, he doesn't really care about the number of years or something.

Absorbed the soul ring and obtained level twenty-five soul power.

However, the changes in the soul ring and soul skills surprised him a little.

The first soul ring has changed from a thousand years to ten thousand years, and the increase brought by it has also changed, becoming a power that has increased by one hundred and five percent.

The second soul ring

Increase the speed by two hundred percent, and obtain a special dark attribute, the wounds of the injured enemy will be constantly eroded, and it cannot be recovered, unless it has a light attribute martial soul or has been treated by a light attribute healing soul master, this is based on Mihawk's soul power, and it is not possible to get too much difference, and at the same time, the increase of all attributes has become twenty-five percent the same as the level of soul power.

Mihawk looked at the two black soul rings around his body, frowned, and secretly thought that the purple soul rings were forgotten, the soul rings of these two black souls, unless he joined the Martial Spirit Hall or those top sects, those people would not let themselves continue to grow......

After a while, his brows furrowed, and he walked into the distance, passing by Xiao Hu and a few people, he casually beheaded a few people with a knife.

What does the black soul ring have to do with it? If you want to be strong, why should you be confused because of strength.

As long as he becomes strong enough, no one can stop him from pursuing power until the end!

There is a god in this world!

Never mind......

Then it's strong enough to make your name resound!