Wrist trembling, big knife rolling curtain, like a terrifying vortex turning in the night, the white light of the gun was swept away in a flash, the black fragments fell, Yarlin lifted his toes across the air, and the air under his feet burst like a mirror. The pattern is like a shattered broken mirror, the edge of the sharp rotating "pi li pa la" hits the upward fangs of the black blade.
Mihawk stared unblinkingly on his cheek close to him, his head slightly twitched, and the tall and short sword was as light as an embroidery needle, and it flashed back to him like a butterfly. The shape of the cross is strangely contrasting with the cross pattern on the center of Yarlin's brow, deep black and faint.
The cold killing intent froze the air to the bone. Mihawk stepped on the black coffin, turning his feet and driving the whole body to move the big sword down. A little black light pierced out like lightning, the windbreaker behind. It is also like a dance swaying with the steps, the round cloth looks like a sharp knife wheel taking Yarlin's head straight.
"Snake bone iron stew!"
Yarlin's pupils shrunk slightly, the white cloak was blown by the cold wind, and the brows seemed to be sunken inward, but his face showed a touch Dangerous and weird, the whole person's chest suddenly deflated like a piece of paper fluttering in the wind and swept back, but the skin of the neck suddenly turned black, and the whole person's head and face appeared black for an instant, as if from fullness. The flesh and blood mutated into a sketch of a human face drawn by a carbon pen.
The texture of the flesh and blood turned out to be clear into a thin "line", elongated and extended, the neck seemed to be projecting from the neck cavity, and the black snake went straight to Mihawk around the blade. , Senran's mouth grinned and the dark mouth screamed, and the black line that spewed out was like a swarm of snakes coming out of a cave, biting wildly.
Overlaid on the retina of Hawk Eyes, the whole picture is full of horror and weird abstraction.
The black and white cloak is tangent, and the black knife wheel cuts off the Marine cloak, like the ember scar left by the burning cut off the word "justice", and then cut it to Yallin with the black blade On the thin chest of a piece of paper, it did not cut a piece of paper. On the contrary, the violent rubbing made a sore sound, like holding a nail rubbing against a blackboard. Evenly matched chest and back splashed out at the same time. spark.
"Have you applied Marine Rokushiki to this level? It's as thin as paper, and as hard as steel!" Mihawk raised his eyebrows slightly, and the black blade that swept across Yarlin's chest made a half-arc, horizontally. Slashing back, from behind, it looked like a swooping eagle wings chasing the neighing poisonous snake in front.
The turning of the blade even the sound is annihilated, just as the snakes are about to stick to Mihawk's cheeks, the black light veneer, countless "black snakes" should be cut off by the light, and the black flocculation is scattered all the vitality. It was killed in a flash, and the soft black and gray like running water flowed through Mihawk's cheeks and fell on both sides of the collar.
Without the slightest pause, Mihawk's sword in his hand turned vertically ninety degrees to make a "weng weng" 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 ka beng, a little bit under his feet, a few steps in the air, pulled up and pulled the distance from Mihawk, and his right foot was like an iron whip Kick towards the air, and in an instant, the air collapsed and opened nine parallel vacuum gaps.
The black blade slashed Blade Qi collided with the vacuum that shattered everything, and then there was no sound annihilated. The sound of like a cut was chopped up by the road cutting, and the black and white air was slowly and slowly Disappeared, the air all around suddenly rippled with a circle of spreading waves, the broken clouds in the sky shattered into countless fragments, and only the rainfall within a radius fell.
Mihawk stared coldly at Yarlin, who was stepping on the flat ground in mid-air, while the blade was pierced at the back, while the solid lens in the rain was pierced and exploded, and the humanoid black inside was not solid. The shadow dissipated.
A groaning sound came out from the silhouette of the merchant ship behind. The hot blood ran down along the bone wound on the arm, and the knife cut straight through the arm from the wrist. The skin and flesh were split like a mirror. To the sides.
"Accelerate healing!"
A man dressed in Marine came out from the cabin again. A dark silver hair dropped to the heel like a lion's mane. He stretched out his hand With a light tap, the skin and flesh of the man's wound grew and rewinded at a speed visible to naked eye and quickly healed into a fresh red scar.
Mihawk's gaze flicked over Yarlin and noticed the unremarkable 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 extremely dangerous. If you are a little careless, you may have added a broken corpse to the surface of the sea, but the two seem to be unaware of it, and their eyes are still facing each other. There was no wave of ice, and the air was full of dead silence, clandestine and sharp killing intent colliding.
Yarlin narrowed his eyes, and suddenly stepped back for a while, Hawk Eyes frowned. As expected, Yarlin suddenly laughed strangely: "Aiya, black crossed sword and coffin Boat, is this Dracule Mihawk, one of Oka Shichibukai? I only recognized it, it's really rude."
Mihawk is a quiet personality, he stared at Yarlin silently as if his face changed. There was a hypocritical smile at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't answer, but he knew what Yarlin meant in his heart. He shook his wrist slightly, shaking off the blood stained on the tip of the knife, and then inserted it back into the scabbard of the cross.
"But I can't blame it all on me. Who could have expected that Oka Shichibukai would appear in the corner of the East Blue entrance? I thought someone had pretended to be, hahaha." Yarlin said, he solved it. The chopped cloak behind him took a look at the faint smile in his hand and said: "Even the chief justice has been cut off. It's really a sharp black blade!"
Mihawk said nothing. , Staring coldly at Yarlin's self-talking shameless performance, the chopped cloak slipped from Yarlin's palm, and "pata" fell on the sea with a sound.
"It seems that another dangerous person has appeared in Marine." Mihawk thought to himself that he was not interested in watching Yarlin's performance, nor did he like this kind of hidden dialogue between Ji Feng, the opposite Marine There was a cold and vicious atmosphere like a poisonous snake. He watched Yarlin 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, and he stood on the merchant ship deck again in a flash, faintly said: "Oka Shichibukai, it's really flattering Tired of the name, I think Sakazuki should think so too, he he he ~"
In the laughter, the silhouette on the deck re-drilled back into the bottom compartment, and the silent merchant ship was unremarkable. Drifting in the sea, moved towards the established destination...