"Dong!"

The huge sound of a muffled drum echoed in the hall, and hit people hard like a heavy hammer, making a harsh and dull sound.

Under the shocked and horrified eyes of countless people, Lan Feng, carrying the stunning power, hit hard on the back of the sword emperor Mihawk's hand holding the sword like a roaring dragon. The powerful and terrifying energy spread and exploded in all directions like a tide of mountains and seas, setting off an invisible wave of violent tide and a wind of energy.

"Bang...Click..."

A stone pillar not far behind Sword Emperor Mihawk suddenly burst out and was divided into two.

Under Lan Feng's unparalleled skill, all the actions of the Sword Emperor Mihawk were blocked. Before he could draw his sword, Lan Feng's right leg carried the power of the Dragon and pulled it on the back of the Sword Emperor Mihawk's hand, trying to knock down the scales in the Sword Emperor Mihawk's hand.

"Crack...bang!"

Under Lan Feng's unparalleled kick, the ground standing on the sole of the Sword Emperor Mihawk's feet shattered and then suddenly sank. A deep pit with a radius of half a meter appeared at the feet of the Sword Emperor Mihawk, and the Sword Emperor Mihawk's palm was also trembling violently under Lan Feng's powerful kick, as if he could not bear the powerful power.

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

"court death!"

Seeing this, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the Sword Emperor Mihawk, and a low shout came from his mouth.

As the low shout of Sword Emperor Mihawk sounded, his palm holding Ni Lin quietly let Ni Lin slide down in his hand, and his other hand was a move, and the Ni Lin sword was held in his hand and stabbed towards Lan Feng's heart, as fast as light and shadow.

"roll!"

The cold light flashed in Lan Feng's eyes, and a strong evil aura spread out from his body, and the sound of exploding shouts quietly.

"boom!"

The next moment, Lan Feng's right leg trembled, and the power in his body burst out again, and a stronger force was poured into his right leg by him, like a tiger coming out of the cage and the giant python roaring.

Under this powerful and extremely violent force, Sword Emperor Mihawk's body finally couldn't bear it. His steps were unstable, and his body was shocked like a ball and flew backwards.

The reverse scale sword that had originally stabbed towards Lan Feng's heart was also cracked as the sword emperor Mihawk was shaken open.

"Swish..."

However, even so, there was an unparalleled sword energy gushing over the reverse scale sword, slashing through the air, piercing Lan Feng's clothes and falling on him, rubbing out extremely gorgeous sparks.

Obviously, at this critical moment, Lan Feng used the power of the divine dragon to cover the heart with blue dragon scales, blocking the attack of the Scale Sword.

His body fell steadily on the ground. Lan Feng raised his head and looked at the front that was filled with countless dust. He frowned slightly. He didn't know if the sword emperor Mihawk was injured under his powerful attack.

"boom!"

In the dust, an invisible sword energy 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 aura of the emperor, broke his clothes in Lan Feng's powerful blow. The entire sleeve of his right arm holding the sword was exploded, revealing his arm covered with countless scars but particularly powerful. A broken hole on his palm, which was covered with calluses for many years, was clearly visible, and drops of bright red blood slowly slid out...

Obviously, under Lan Feng's extremely strong counterattack, Sword Emperor Mihawk suffered a serious injury.

No one dared to ignore Lan Feng's powerful attack on the Jedi counterattack, even his Sword Emperor Mihawk was no exception.

"Click-click..."

Bright red blood dripped from the sword king Mihawk's palm onto the ground, making a snap sound.

However, Sword Emperor Mihawk ignored the injuries on his hand at all. He held the hilt of the Scale Sword with his blood-stained hand, stared at Lan Feng, suddenly grinned, and a calm voice came from his mouth: "Tyrant, you have angered me now."

"boom!"

As the words of the Sword Emperor Mihawk fell, a stronger aura spread out from his body, shattering the clothes he was wearing, revealing his strong body covered with countless scars and sword marks.

The naked upper body of the Sword Emperor Mihawk was covered with countless scars and scars, densely packed and countless. The most conspicuous thing was that the Sword Emperor Mihawk's left shoulder streaked across his left shoulder and split his entire half of his body into two and reached his right waist, full of a wild and sharp sense of domineeringness, which made countless people feel shocked and shocked.

No one expected that under the gorgeous clothes of Sword Emperor Mihawk, there would be such a devastated body hidden. The dense scars and sword marks shook people's hearts, filled people's eyes, and shocked their eyes.

This was something no one expected.

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

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

The knife mark that almost penetrated his body was left by him when he killed the famous Sword Emperor, and he has never been injured since then.

However, the man in front of him was scars left on his body again and again, which was worthy of the full efforts of the Sword Emperor Mihawk.

"Tyrant, use your dragon thorn to fully solve it."

Sword Emperor Mihawk raised the reverse scale sword in his hand and pointed it straight to the blue front in front. A voice with a strong sense of frenzy of fighting came from his mouth, ": This is the last chance, next... I will do my 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, without saying anything.

If he could use the dragon thorn to fully solve the problem, he would have used it long ago, so why should he wait until now?

"Tyrant, are you looking for death?"

Looking at Lan Feng's reaction and expression, the sword emperor Mihawk's eyes flashed with a strong murderous intent, and the majestic and violent murderous intent spread from his body like a flood, and a strong and fury voice came from his mouth.

In the view of Sword Emperor Mihawk, Lan Feng's silence was undoubtedly a contempt for him Sword Emperor Mihawk.

"boom!"

As the words of the Sword Emperor Mihawk fell, the reverse scales in his hand suddenly burst out with an extremely dazzling light. Under the extremely shocked and horrified eyes of people, the violent sword energy spread out in all directions with the Sword Emperor Mihawk as the center, and then surrounded the Sword Emperor Mihawk, causing the Sword Emperor Mihawk's body to stand strangely in the air. Behind the Sword Emperor Mihawk, a giant sword phantom condensed from countless sword energy appeared strangely, making the Sword Emperor Mihawk full of an unprecedented aura of the emperor.

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

"Gu!"

Looking at the Sword Emperor standing in the air and surrounded by a sword energy tornado, countless viewers in the Starry Sky Hall couldn't help swallowing with difficulty at this moment, taking a breath of cold air, with shock and horror in their eyes.

At this moment, even through the Starry Sky 5D big screen, people felt the terrifying aura of the sword emperor Mihawk that made all things surrender, which made them almost worship him.

"This is the real Sword Emperor!"

"The Sword Emperor will win!"

"Sword Emperor!"

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

The dark world is the most powerful and worships the strong. As Sword Emperor Mihawk showed his terrifying strength and momentum, he was immediately sought after and worshipped by countless people!

After hesitating for a moment, those who worshipped the tyrants also chose Sword Emperor Mihawk and shouted excitedly the name of Sword Emperor Mihawk. For a moment, the name of Sword Emperor was like a thunder blew up, resounding throughout the entire starry sky hall.

In the Starry Sky Hall, those loyal fans of the tyrant were staring blankly at the sword emperor Mihawk who was condescending like a peerless sword god descending to the world. Then they looked at the tyrant Lan Feng who was holding a dragon thorn in his hand and calmly looked at the sword emperor Mihawk. The fists were clenched together involuntarily, and their hearts were filled with deep complexity and depression.

They don't want the tyrant to lose.

They didn't want to see the man they admired fell under the sword King Mihawk's sword in front of countless people.

They don't want to watch their faith be broken in front of countless people.

Even if... they knew that the man might really not have Sword Emperor Mihawkqiang.

But... in their hearts, that man is always the strongest and irreplaceable.

"tyrant!"

In the audience, Jindora Neer held her hands tightly together, staring blankly at the man's strongest swordsman facing the dark world, and the murmur came from her mouth.

"tyrant!"

The same voice also came from the mouths of those loyal fans of the tyrants.

They don't want to see that man lose.

They don't want that man to lose.

The frenzy cry of "The Sword Emperor will win" echoed in his ears. Looking at the man wearing a golden mask standing straight with a dragon thorn in his hand, 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 will win!"

"The tyrant will win!"

"The tyrant will win!"

As the shout sounded, it seemed as if the power of all the tyrant fans was stimulated, their fists were clenched, their faces were red, and there was a strong sense of fanaticism in their eyes, and an extremely hot voice came from their mouths.

As these shouts sounded, Lan Feng, who was standing in the hall, felt that the blood in his body felt inexplicably hot like iron at this moment, and an irresistible violent fighting spirit burned in his heart, completely igniting his whole body.

"Click..."

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

"It seems that it's time to take off some of the masks!"

Feeling the crack of the mask, Lan Feng frowned slightly. Under the gaze of countless people, Lan Feng stretched out his slender and white palm to the shattered right mask, raised his head and stared at the sword emperor Mihawk, and a calm voice came from his mouth.

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

【PS:
Chapter completed!