Chapter 585, Confrontation
However, it was too late to think back at this moment!
In a few seconds, hundreds of soldiers fell to the ground one after another, and even the colonel-level officers could not withstand the domineering spirit of the landslide and tsunami, and followed in the footsteps of the soldiers.
In an instant, only Lieutenant General Ghost Spider and a few brigadier generals were still standing in the field. Several people glanced at each other, smiled bitterly and retreated tacitly, as for the soldiers who fell to the ground, they were also powerless.
"It's a familiar feeling, it's my overlord color, yes! However, how do I feel that his overlord color is stronger than mine? ”
Outside the door of the Knock Bamboo Bar, Hades King Reilly and Xia Qi stood side by side, staring intently at the battle in the distance. Feeling the domineering spirit of the overlord released by Zhang Han, he was happy, but also a little puzzled.
Obviously, he only devoured less than one-tenth of his domineering, but the result he showed was stronger than himself, which is a bit unbelievable!
"Yes, it's quite strong, he gives me the feeling that I'm about to catch up with Shanks!" Xia Qi beside him nodded slightly, and was even more curious about Zhang Han.
You can send out the exercises to prolong life at will, the overlord color of the cottage is more powerful than the genuine product, what kind of existence is this young man?
"I'm really looking forward to his future more and more!"
Reilly laughed heartily a few times, as if the wrinkles on his face also bloomed with joy.
The hurricane howled like the roar of ten thousand beasts.
The grass beneath his feet was brutally devastated, cut and pulled by countless wind blades, shattered into powder, and scattered with the wind.
After a while, Hawkeye Mihawk suddenly changed color, and his overlord color was suppressed by the other party. The invisible ripples that rippled in circles slowly but surely invaded towards him.
In that case, draw your sword!
Mihawk bowed slightly, deeply, breathed!
How many years haven't it been...... What he had long forgotten was the trembling and excitement of facing a strong enemy and the unknown, which burst out from his heart at this moment!
At this moment, Mihawk only felt that every cell in his body was agitated, cheering for the upcoming battle!
Even the supreme fast knife black knife behind his back, which was bigger than his body and had a chaotic blade and heavy flower T-shape, was trembling slightly.
"Are you looking forward to this fight?"
Mihawk whispered to the Black Knife Night, raised his right hand, and held it tightly!
On the other side, Zhang Han also looked solemn, stepped forward with his right foot, bowed slightly, pressed the scabbard with his left hand, and stroked the handle with his right hand.
Suddenly, a terrifying sword intent erupted from the two of them at the same time, like an invisible but qualitative transparent sword qi, violently colliding and entangled, breaking through the barrier of the branches and leaves of the mangrove trees, and soaring straight into the sky.
The wind is even bigger!
There was a terrifying suffocation and depression in the whine.
Those who can still stand in the field are all holding their breath and staring at the battle of the ancient and modern swordsmen!
"This kind of ...... Sword intent, whew! ”
Outside the storm, Rayleigh's body was stunned, and he only felt that the sword qi that had slightly overflowed was like a sharp blade, scraping his cheeks with pain. On the wooden wall behind him, there were even more delicate sword marks.
Before they even made a move, they already had such an amazing power, and you can imagine how earth-shattering it must have been when they drew their swords.
Just when he was surrounded and crushed by the opponent's domineering spirit, Mihawk's body burst out, and the whole person rushed forward like a predatory cheetah.
With the naked eye, under the astonishing explosive force, where he once stood, there was a faint afterimage that remained in place.
On the other side, Zhang Han also dodged forward, compared to Mihawk's explosive power, his instantaneous speed was faster, and he looked more ethereal.
At this moment, the two of them pushed their domineering energy to the extreme at the same time, and the two knives, one black and one red, were entangled with a purple-black dense fog.
Bite!
There was a crisp sound, and it shook far away in the deathly silence.
The two of them were back to back, and their figures were staggered!
After a moment of stagnation, two invisible sword rays burst out one after the other, rapidly disappearing into the distance.
The ground under his feet, along with the surrounding trees, was completely split in two by the sharp and domineering sword, and the incision was smooth without a trace of condensation.
Thundered!
All of a sudden, both the ground and the surrounding trees shook violently.
Until the sword disappeared, the hurricane, which had been delayed for a moment, with a terrible roar, rolled and surged wildly, filling the vacuum left by the slash.
The earth trembled wildly, rumbling, as if it had encountered an earthquake of magnitude eight or nine, and two bottomless giant cracks stretched straight into the distance.
With one blow, a huge root island was completely cut in two!
Looking at the two people standing still in place, a shallow blood streak appeared on the left side of Mihawk's face, and a drop of blood oozed out of it and flowed down his cheek.
Zhang Han's clothes were cut through a palm-length gap, but he did not hurt his body.
At first glance, Zhang Han seemed to have a slight upper hand in Fang Cai's attack.
In fact, he lost half a margin.
Just because, the scratches on the clothes are in the heart!
In terms of combat experience, Zhang Han does not lose to anyone, and in terms of physical strength, the strength of the general level is not lower than that of Mihawk, he lost in a moment of discomfort!
All along, he has been accustomed to using spiritual pressure against the enemy, simply using domineering and physical strength, there will always be a trace of incongruity in the body, just like eating without chopsticks, always feeling weird.
When he was fighting the others, it didn't hurt much, but when he was fighting Mihawk, the momentary incongruity was magnified countless times.
The sword just now, if he hadn't used spiritual pressure to protect his heart at a critical moment, I am afraid that he would be killed by the other party with one blow.
"In the simple competition of kendo, I lost!"
Zhang Han turned around and smiled, not caring about losing a move and a half.
After all, he didn't use spiritual pressure and true yuan, and his strength was suppressed by more than half. This level of victory or defeat actually doesn't mean anything.
What the?
"How is that possible?"
"The White-clothed Sword Emperor actually lost? Could it be that Hawkeye is even more powerful than the general? ”
"It seems that Hawkeye Mihawk is more powerful......"
In an instant, the reporters hiding in the distance were in an uproar, and they all exclaimed, and the pen in their hands was like a swordsman's sword, dancing rapidly on the notebook, recording the moment of confrontation just now.
Reilly couldn't help but shake his head and laugh, "This guy, fighting with Hawkeye still has to retain his strength, I really don't know if he is confident or arrogant!" ”
In the distance, a brigadier general stared at the field, swallowed his spit and asked, "Lieutenant General Ghost Spider, is the white-clothed Sword Emperor really defeated?" ”
The ghost spider was dressed in a righteous coat, with a cigarette in his mouth, was silent for a moment, and said lightly, "Hawkeye Mihawk has used all his strength, but the white-clothed Sword Emperor is still retaining his strength, who wins and who loses, can't be judged simply by his words." ”
(End of chapter)