Chapter 424: A Slight Victory (Third Update)
Before the battle began, the invisible competition between the two sides had already caused the waves on the sea to roll up, like boiling water, almost bursting. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The momentum of the two of them was so prosperous that even the sky changed, the original clear sky became a little low, and the rolling dark clouds came surging, covering the sky and the sun. There was a roar, as if there were countless thunderbolts about to fall, but many times had passed, and there was still no thunder in sight. Two gusts of wind swirled around the two of them, converging together and crashing violently.
"What's going on?"
"Oh my God! This is not true! ā
"Is this the power possessed by the top powerhouses of the Great Route?"
"That's the Seven Martial Seas! Our brigadier general did not fall behind? ā
"What a terrible momentum!"
The naval soldiers on the side all looked at the two people who were surrounded by wild flying with surprised and panicked expressions, and couldn't help but let out a burst of exclamations.
The two strong winds were getting stronger and stronger, and although the naval soldiers were far away, they could all feel that the wind around them had become stronger, and even their own movement was difficult. There were two terrifying momentums, which made them tremble, and they couldn't even stand on their feet, and collapsed on the deck one by one.
Although many of them were experienced elites who had followed Qin Yun for three years, their strength was too poor after all, and they couldn't support it by their will alone, and they couldn't do it humanly, so they were all shocked to the ground.
"Boom!"
The cross-like black knife was pulled out, and the sword pressure on Mihawk's body suddenly increased sharply, and the fierce energy continued to radiate from Hawkeye's strong and strong body, pressing towards Qin Yun wave by wave, trying to directly defeat Qin Yun's momentum.
"Humph!" Qin Yun snorted coldly, and the momentum on his body skyrocketed, pressing towards Mihawk like a big mountain.
With the improvement of Qin Yun's martial arts, the majestic and vast momentum on his body became more and more terrifying, breathtaking. Qin Yun even had a precedent of crushing a large group of pirates simply by relying on momentum and killing a pirate with a bounty of more than 100 million yuan without making a move.
For this reason, Qin Yun was directly worshiped as a god by the naval soldiers under his command!
Mihawk felt the momentum suppressed, and his brows couldn't help frowning. His heart moved, his hand clenched the long hilt, raised the big sword horizontally, the sword aura was vertical and horizontal, and the windbreaker also fluttered violently. With a slash of the sword, the blue-black sword qi swept directly in Qin Yun's direction, directly cutting the sea surface evenly.
Qin Yun's right fist shook, he took half a step forward, and his strong fist burst out of his body, rushing towards Mihawk.
"Boom!"
The strength of the sword pressure collided, and the aftermath suddenly exploded along with the sharp qi, and the roar was like thunder, shaking the faces of everyone watching the battle in the distance.
Qin Yun's body flashed, and he had already appeared beside Mihawk, swinging his fist away.
Mihawk's eyes flashed, his body turned, and the huge black knife reflected the blue and black color in the sunlight, tearing the air and slashing down at Qin Yun. He was ready, and once Qin Yun dodged, he expanded his advantage and continued to swing his sword at Qin Yun.
However, Qin Yun faced the black sword of the world's number one swordsman, but he didn't avoid it, but instead went up and threw a punch, as if he wanted to use his fist to shake the sword in the hand of the world's number one swordsman head-on.
Mihawk's eyes narrowed, and a sharp gaze stood out. The knife in his hand was even stronger, wanting to cut Qin Yun into two pieces with one sword.
He is the number one swordsman in the world! Mihawk felt that he had been slighted.
"Bell!"
To Mihawk's surprise, Qin Yun not only blocked his knife unscathed, but the huge force even shook the black knife away, and the fist blasted towards Mihawk's chest.
"What an amazing power!" Mihawk's hands were slightly numb, and he looked at Qin Yun's unharmed hands in horror. "What a perverted defense!"
Once he had the advantage, Qin Yun suddenly gained momentum. Seven or eight punches were blasted out one after another, and the one that banged was called a hearty, fist-to-flesh. Mihawk finally swung his knife to block the seven or eight punches, but his hands were already trembling, and blood was already flowing out of the tiger's mouth.
Qin Yun took advantage of the situation and was unforgiving, stepped on his feet, raised half of his body in the void, and then kicked Qin Yun's face and chest with flying legs in a row, his moves were sharp.
At this time, Mihawk had already realized that something was wrong, because he did not have any advantage in hand-to-hand combat. But now he didn't even have a chance to move the distance, because Qin Yun's leg was too fast, and he could only be busy coping.
"Bang!"
Mihawk finally couldn't prevent it, and was kicked by Qin Yun, and his body was immediately kicked out. However, in this way, it made him temporarily out of Qin Yun's attack range.
"Oh my God! Am I dreaming? The world's number one swordsman was actually beaten out by His Excellency the Brigadier General! ā
"Haha, Your Excellency the Brigadier General is worthy of being a god in my heart, and nothing can defeat Your Excellency the Brigadier General."
"Yes, no matter what the Seven Martial Seas or the Four Emperors are, they are not the opponents of Your Excellency Brigadier General."
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The officers and men on the 'Shura' were a little crazy, and they were so emotional that they couldn't help themselves, and they shouted one after another.
Qin Yun didn't pursue, Mihawk was a rare opponent, but he was too arrogant before and didn't look up to Qin Yun, and he was attacked by Qin Yun and lost his sense of proportion. Now that he had taken this kick, Qin Yun didn't believe that he dared to despise himself.
Qin Yun still has a good impression of Mihawk, of course, the most important thing is that Qin Yun lacks such an opponent, he hasn't enjoyed it yet!
"It's me who underestimated the enemy!" Mihawk's eyes were sharper than ever, and the black knife in his hand swung obliquely, directly admitting his negligence.
Qin Yun's eyes narrowed, an opponent like Mihawk would always be an enemy's nightmare. He is not only powerful in battle, but also clear-headed, he will never make a mistake once and will never make a second mistake, his self-control is extremely emotional, and he has never heard the noise of the naval soldiers next to him, which is really calm and terrifying!
"Come on, I believe that the number one swordsman in the world will not only have this ability." Qin Yun said unceremoniously, making Mihawk's eyes pause.
He was despised!
Mihawk's expression froze, and the black knife was raised high, and the black knife, which was already larger than an ordinary sword, was lifted from the left side of his body to the top of his head. Suddenly, the black knife exploded into a dazzling black light, and it kept spreading, slowly increasing. His sharp eyes burst into a ball of fine light, and he let out a loud shout, rising from the bottom towards Qin Yun and stabbing at the sky.
A huge black-edged sword qi suddenly erupted, turning into a huge black blade and slashing towards Qin Yun.
"It's good to come!" Qin Yun's eyes showed excitement, compressing every bit of his body's strength to the extreme, and bullied him.
Qin Yun also began to move the real thing.
"Bang!" (To be continued.) )